Falling In The Hugs of the Earth

Chapter 12

"Come on. I don't have much time, Fatimah. Soon the turn of the school bell, Najwa is also teaching hours, so I have to teach to fill Syifa's schedule"

"Then what's the problem?" Fatimah smiled faintly.

"Of course it's a problem. How could you let me teach with curiosity?"

Instead of answering, this time Fatimah was even open to hearing Mutia's answer. Until finally the turn of the lesson bell rang out, Mutia immediately rushed towards the classroom with a hint of annoyance and curiosity.

"Oh yeah, I hope he's Syifa. Just when I was looking for files and stuff I found a ring. Do you think Syifa is?" Mutia halted her steps and stopped at the doorstep. He asked because he was no longer able to hold back his curiosity. "You're Syifa's best friend, I'm sure you know something about the ring" she added.

"What do you mean?" Fatimah put on a serious face because of two things. First, out of shock at Mutia's statement. Second, because he did not know anything about Syifa's ring.

Seeing the look on Fatimah's face, Mutia did not need any answers. He immediately rushed out of the room, because he believed Syifa was the one. While Fatimah, she was still stunned. A moment later it went to Syifa's table and looked for the ring that Mutia meant.

Fatimah found a box and opened it. There was an awful lot of paper -- which he did not know what it contained. A minute after shuffling the papers, he found a smaller box at the base of the box.

"This box is exactly the box you gave Fadil that day" His hand shook as he opened the box. And sure enough, in the box was a blue-eyed ring. With the same blue, like the ring that Fadil had.

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"What should I do?" Fatimah was still pensive with her own mind. He could no longer bear to cry.

"The ring.. Why did Syifa never tell the story? What is he covering up? Should I ask Fadil? Or just ask Syifa? Or should I ask mommy first?" Fatimah was busy fighting with her own head. He did not even realize which knot of the heart was real and which knot of the heart he produced from an illusion himself.

"Mutia said Fadil should propose to the girl who has the partner of the ring. If it's Syifa, then why did she come to the house to propose to me?" His mind kept asking. Logic gives a bright thought. But his mind justifies the dark side so that everything looks bright.

"Would I if it was Syifa? I think I should answer Fadil's proposal immediately. How can I let go of someone I like with my best friend?" His mind was completely confused. Either way, he must make a decision immediately.

"But the ring is a layman, isn't it? We can have the same ring as someone we don't even know. So what's the problem if Syifa has the same ring? Millions of people out there must have the same ring." Fatimah was still busy thinking of ways to get married to Fadil.

"But there's no harm in me answering Fadil's proposal as quickly as possible. Shawwal soon, if I accept now surely Shawwal later we will get married" Fatimah smiled to justify how she thought work. I forget that anything can happen in the future. Because actually, it is not humans who write life scenarios.

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After a solo battle between the mind and its logic, now Fatimah meets Syifa who is resting while reading a book. Ah, more precisely Syifa pretended to read a book when she knew who was opening the door. He hoped Fatimah would not bother him.

"Silkahaa...."

"Hm." Syifa replied briefly as if she was seriously reading. His eyes did not move from the pages of the book he had.

"Do you feel better?"

"certain". Syifa answered briefly. But who cares?

"You want to hear a secret from me?"

"What?" This time Syifa looked up despite still answering briefly.

"Yaaa, as always BESTie. I can hold a secret by myself. You know that too well?"

"What kind of secret do you have, Fatimah?" There was a sense of uneasiness in Syifa's heart when she asked that. He was worried if the secret that Fatimah meant was related to Fadil. This is what Syifa avoids the most.

"It's about my marriage"

Nyeeeesss. Which woman's heart doesn't rustle when she hears about a loved one's wedding? Without problems, without cue, the news just blew away.

"You know what, Syifa?"

"Truly, I have not given an answer to Fadil's proposal at that time." Fatimah started to tell stories.

Such are the two of them, without the ba-bi-bu Fatimah will continue the story even without the consent of Syifa. Syifa is too. "For what is an agreement if it is or is not, Fatimah will keep telling the story?".

"You know why?"

"Where do I know" Syifa answered ketus

"At that time, Fadil said he wanted to be filial to parents even though it hurt his own heart and feelings"

"What does that mean, Fatimah?" Syifa's forehead shriveled. His eyes completely moved on the face of Fatimah who was sitting at the end of his bed.

"Eitherway. I don't really know what that means either."

"She said it directly to you?"

"Hm". Fatimah nodded steadily. "That day, my mother was inside. Take a ring box"

"Ring?"

"Yes, with blue gems"

"You seen him?"

"Geez Syifa, of course I saw it. He opened the box in front of me and my mom!" Fatimah exclaimed as if Syifa was at the scene at the scene. "She also asked me not to rush her answer"

"Why?"

"Either.. But right now I'd love to give him an 'yes' answer"

"Wait a minute, didn't you say you'd marry Shawwal later?"

"Yes..." Fatimah answered confidently and peppered a spoiled smile.

"Then, you should have given the answer if there was a discussion about the wedding date." Syifa argues, trying to untangle the tangled threads of the problem.

"Normally so. When he proposed, I was very sure. But not for now."

"You guys are fighting?"

"No"

"Then?"

Silent...

"I'm just afraid of Syifa..." Fatimah's voice began to fade.

In order to hear the roar of her best friend, Syifa approached and hugged her. "Say what's the problem?"

"I don't have any pair of rings or rings whatsoever. But someone else has it.." Fatimah trembled, she was confused by her own thinking.

"Oh, come on, Fatimah!" Syifa was a little upset. He took off his arms and looked into Fatimah's eyes to find out what she was saying. His best friend is like that. So melancholic. "Humans are created in pairs, but not all rings have a pair."

Fatimah remained silent.