
After the Maghrib Fatimah prayer leaves for the pesantren. With ushered by two cousins, Salsa and Bahtiar who is also an ustadz in the next boarding school. Although not a pesantren with Fatimah, the road to their pesantren is one-way.
"Mbak yu, sing spirit of sinau e nggih" (Yang spirit of learning yaa) Salsa said while lowering the suitcase Fatimah.
"You too, Sal"
After saying goodbye, Fatimah went straight to the santri's room. It's Sunday night, in addition to teaching the routine tonight there is also the rote memorization of the students.
After putting the clothes into the closet, Fatimah sat among the many santri. Memurojaah his memorization also while listening to other santri memorization.
"Ustadzah Fatimah has arrived?" Mutia who was sitting next to him greeted kindly. "I grieve well, Ustadzah" he added again after remembering the reason Fatimah was allowed to go home.
Fatimah nodded politely, while gesturing not to be noisy so as not to disturb the students who were rote.
***
"Assynogaic"
Fatimah who was cleaning the hall after the rote ceremony turned to the source of the sound. "My dad came.." Fatimah Guman. Although Fadil came neither for nor because of her, and was instead busy chatting with Nyai, but for Fatimah to hear the voice and see it from a distance already made her happy.
"Fats.." Najwa nudged Fatimah who was actually dumbfounded.
"What?" Ask Fatimah without feeling guilty
"Hm.. Yes, the idol of a million santri came. But until when do you want to pour water when the glass is full?"
Fatimah reflex pulled the teapot she held. Looking at the glass is also a water spray that soaks the carpet.
"Dadeuh.. Finish your task" said Najwa as he passed leaving Fatimah.
"Najwa, where's Syifa? I didn't see him in the room." Fatimah asked while holding Najwa's arm.
"The day after you were allowed to go home, he also came home because of fever, vomiting and diarrhea" Najwa explained
"Syifa's sick?"
"Hm." Call Najwa "Squared to the Clinic because he was already exhausted"
"Yes Allah... " Fatimah shook her head in concern
"At that time, all the santri were panicked to see Syifa pale like a corpse. Ms. Nyai and Mr. Kyai are worried. Especially Ustadz Fadil. He seemed so worried that he emptied his teaching hours. He even carried Syifa into an ambulance when he was unconscious"
"Ustadz Fadil?"
"Huh?" Najwa feels weird. Setau Najwa, Fatimah and Syifa were close friends. But why of the many explanations he focused instead on the word 'Ustadz Fadil'? Not in 'Syifa who is unconscious' which incidentally means it is severe?
"You said Ustadz Fadil was holding?" I don't know why Fatimah's heart warmed up a little to hear it. Although Syifa is his best friend and Syifa's condition is also an emergency, Fatima still does not accept if her man approaches or is approached by other women including Syifa.
"Did Syifa know if Ustadz Fadil was holding?" Fatimah felt it was important and needed to be ensured.
"You ask yourself" Najwa replied indifferently and left Fatimah.
Fatimah, who was confused about what to do after Najwa's departure, was dumbstruck before deciding to put the teapot she held into the kitchen. Two steps later, his name was called someone.
"Fatimah Ustadzah!"
"Yes ustadz?" Fatimah answered without daring to look at her face. Hearing his voice alone, Fatimah's heart was no longer conditioned.
"I heard you talking about me with Ustadzah Syifa."
"Don't worry, ustadz" replied Fatimah quickly. "I will neither misunderstand nor be jealous of Syifa. We will also always be good friends" Fatimah immediately stepped quickly into the kitchen before her heart was completely dislodged.
While Fadil looked shocked by Fatimah's answer to be speechless. "Who asked you to be jealous? Fadil shook his head.
***
"Assynogaic"
"Silkis..." Fatimah immediately embraced the miss of her best friend. "How are you? Why is it so long ago that you came back here? Is it because it still relapses often? Why don't you just chat me? I need news from you! You alone? Who were you taking?" Cerocos
"One-one dong say!" Syifa replied lightly while arranging her luggage.
"Shyifa!"
"Hm.."
"Answer!"
"God, Fatimah. Which one do I need to answer first?" Syifa still did not care about the series of questions Fatimah. Because it has become his habit to ask such a thing if Syifa just returned to Al Madani.
"I have some important news!" Fatimah is excited to share the news about Fadil's proposal.
"So I don't have to answer your questions?" Canda Syifa followed the laughter by the two.
"This is for you" Syifa gave a bar of chocolate to Fatimah "I'm sorry I couldn't attend your father's funeral. Be sad. I'm sure you'll be strong enough to face many things tomorrow." Syifa said sincerely.
Fatimah's tears were already hanging from her eyes. He was overwhelmed by Syifa's treatment. Every thing that is less delicious, in addition to giving him a lot of support Syifa will also be happy to give him chocolate.
"What important news do you want to tell me?" Syifa deliberately switched the conversation so that her best friend did not cry.
"I'm in lamar" Lirih Fatimah
"What?"
Fatimah smiled, embarrassed to repeat the previous statement.
"Who?"
"I" Fatimah pursed her lips
"No. I mean who proposed?" Syifa asked impatiently. He was happy about the news and curious about who proposed.
"People I like"
"Chiihhhh.. Who do you have a crush on? Go, say!" Syifa hit her best friend's shoulder softly. Because all this time, Fatimah never told me about who had stolen her heart.
"Secret" Whispered Fatimah in the ear of Syifa.
Syifa who was serious about listening, now even looks upset after hearing Fatimah's answer. Plus Fatimah who is currently laughing at his wife.
"I don't know who proposed to you. But seeing how you laugh at me, I think he's the most important person in your life, Fat"
"What important person? He just came to propose. I haven't done it yet!"
"See! But you're so happy, you know. It's not easy for a girl who just lost her father but can laugh like you just now. It must be very special for that person" Syifa cried not to lose.
"You know the guy. Even know well"
"Huh? Who?" Syifa's eyes as sharp as daggers gave Fatimah's code to immediately answer her question
"He is ustadz in Al Madani" replied Fatimah lightly.
"Who? Just answer his name is hard you know!" Syifa looked upset because Fatimah did not want to answer directly.
"Ustadz Fadil" Fatimah replied slowly. His cheeks blushed and his eyes lowered. He was ashamed to look at Syifa until he did not realize the change in look on Syifa's face.
"Fadil proposed to Fatimah? What kind of news is this?" Syifa's mind was bruised by the news she had just heard. Smile shrinks. The man proposed to his best friend.