Halal Lover

Part 6's

"Your name is neat in prayer. Whether you're my destiny or not, obviously, I've kept my race, as good as I can."

muhammad Alif Diafhakri

***

NAZWA is back on a routine as usual. Today he went back to school after a three-day absence.

If usually by public transport or escorted by abi, then today Nazwa is delivered by Naufal. Counting as an apology for yesterday's leaving his sister alone in Mal.

"Dec? Don't be quiet dong. Still mad, huh?"

Nazwa was silent with his face facing out the window.

"Sir," call Naufal again. This time while menoel right cheek belongs to his sister who looks chubby it.

It made Nazwa grumble a little. Naufal chuckled.

"That's a hell of a thing. Pms again, huh?" god again.

Due to the scuffles, Nazwa finally pinched Naufal's stomach making Naufal grimace in pain. According to him, the Nazwa; small chili mill. Pedes wear really if nyubit.

"Udah, Deck, no. Brother, I'm sorry. Next time I promise I won't leave you again." Naufal was still trying to persuade his sister.

Suddenly Nazwa was crying. I don't know what's made him so whiny lately.

Naufal panicked to see his sister crying. "Well, how about a cry, anyway? Dad dong. My sister is sorry."

"Bad brother! Huaoo!!"

Then Naufal used his free left hand to pull his sister into his arms. And his right hand he used to drive.

"Udah hong .... Sorry, Brother, huh?"

Nazwa is still crying. Occasionally Naufal stroked the top of his little brother's head until finally his crying stopped.

"Sister Upal is evil!" Nazwa punched the origin of his brother's body parts.

"For instance, Deck, geez! What will we have in an accident?!"

Nazwa immediately stopped with napaa gasping.

"So, who paid for your groceries that night?" ask Naufal then.

Nazwa wiped his snot. "The man who nolongin Nazwa that time."

"Nolongin you? Meanin?"

Nazwa snorted softly, but then he told her the chronology of the events of that time. An event that Nazwa did not want to remember at all until at any time.

"Do you know who that is?" Naufal asked curiously.

Nazwa. "Nazwa is twice indebted to him."

Naufal breathed a moment. "Jude, not pa-pa. Someday when we meet that guy, we change the money, okay? At once Brother wants to say a lot thanks because he has become a hero for Brother's beloved sister."

Nazwa*** amused smile. "So Brother. Nazwa is still angry!"

Naufal. "Well, how angry again?!"

"No matter."

"Ngagk good, loh, angry with sodara himself. Especially to silence for three more days."

"But Nazwa is only a day!"

Naufal let out a heavy sigh. It is very difficult to seduce his sister if she is in this monthly cycle. "So don't just tell me, honey .... Yaudah gini, yes. Later come home from school Brother pick up, after that we immediately go to a place that you will definitely like. How's it?"

"Where?"

"There is!"

Nazwa rolled his eyeballs. "OKAY. But watch out, yeah, if you leave Nazwa again."

Naufal nodded steadily. "Ready princess!"

Shortly after that they have entered the gate SMA-IT shoots the Nation.

"It's down there" said Naufal.

"Sister ngusir?!"

Naufal scratched his own hair-climbed squash. "Maa Allah, Deck!"

"Judek. Nazwa's down."

"Hm, careful. A real school." Naufal.

A little more almost touched the door knob of the car, but Nazwa turned the body again.

"What else?"

"It's real, right?"

"Yes .., Brother's Grandpa."

"Not lying, is it?"

"No, Deck, you're not lying."

"Where are you going, anyway?"

"Astaghfirullahaladzim ...," Naufal grabbed his own hair. Anxious.

Nazwa laughed victory. Finally he managed to prank his super annoying brother.

"Judek. Nazwa wait, yeah. Watch it late! Assalamu'alaikum." Nazwa then grabbed her brother's right hand and kissed the back of his hand.

Naufal shook his head. "Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. Ready for princess!"

After making sure his sister actually entered the school area, a second later Naufal's car had driven away from the school yard of Tunas Bangsa-IT High School.

***

"Please, take it," replied Alif briefly without turning his head.

The girl seemed to be breathing out. "Why are you, anyway, always cold as me?"

Alif. "meaning?"

"I-I .. I like you, Lif. But every time I try to get close, you always act cold to me. Why, Lif?" The girl said with her words.

Alif was stunned to find the confession of the girl sitting opposite him.

"You like me?" alif asked without looking at the girl. He tried to subdue his gaze from the opposite sex who was not his mahram.

The girl nodded quickly. "I like you a long time ago, as long as you know. Ever since I first saw you when we were ospek. All this time I always try to get your attention, starting from the small things though. But you've never realized the same way I am, Lif."

Alif's lips were tightly clenched. It's true that many girls like it. And it is also true if all this time the girl who sat not far from him always showed more attitude to him. But, his name is Alif always does not care.

In fact, Alif had been considering the girl as his best friend after Bobby and Akbar on his campus. Alif was kind to the girl all this time just because he considered her a good friend. He did not expect that his good intentions were even misunderstood by the girl.

And, this was not the first time he had met a girl who had openly expressed her feelings for him. But, what makes Alif disappointed is that the person who expressed those feelings was the person he had considered a friend.

"Sorry, Ras. But I already have a future wife" Alif said at last. He had to lie so that this girl would stop liking him.

Astarghfirullahaladzim aposchland.

The girl whose full name is Laras Kyle looked on in disbelief at Alif. Because, all this time he had never seen Alif with a woman.

"No way! You must be lying, right, Lif? I've never seen you with a girl once!" hatch Laras. Bicarany tone rose by several octaves.

"Slow down your voice, Laras." sizzled Alif.

"I can't believe it, Lif!" The barrel looks unconcerned.

Alif closed his eyes, it seemed that the girl did not understand yet. "I'm not lying, Baras. I've never been with a girl because I don't like dating someone who's not lawful to me."

The bule-faced girl still did not believe in Alif's confession. "I don't believe this, Lif" he said softly.

Alif shrugged his shoulders indifferently. "I don't care, you believe it or not that's your right. What is clear, the fact is that, soon I will get married, In Shaa Allah after graduation."

"Honestly, I'm disappointed in you. I think you are a good friend. You have always been a story for me, and vice versa. But, it turns out that you misinterpreted my kindness to you." Alif breathed in oxygen several times. "Once again I'm sorry for not being able to return your feelings."

Then Alif left Laras and all his thoughts. In order to avoid the sin of having to lie about the future wife, even though Alif does not have.

Actually, not because that's the reason. Alif has repeatedly said that he does not like aggressive women. But not only that, but because his heart has also started to write the name of others .. maybe?

Alif decided to pray dzuhur first, asking for forgiveness from Allah Subhanahu Wa Ta'ala, then he chose to go home, or anywhere. Origin doesn't see Laras today.

Today Alif uses a car to campus, so it might be a bit of a hindrance on the trip.

Actually Alif prefers to use a large motor because it can be more flexible when stuck in the road. But, because the bike is in service, so he brought the car.

Alif decided to stop at an ice cream shop. He ordered vanilla-flavored ice cream and sat down on a bench provided by the store owner.

Not only women who like ice cream, Alif also likes ice cream with vanilla taste. Because according to him, the sweetness contained in the ice cream was able to melt the emotions that were in him.

He suddenly recalled the girl he had met twice. Just providing to know his name alone has made Alif confused in the last few days. Part of his brain was producing about some facts that the girl had.

He started to like the girl in silence. Without anyone knowing, except Allah Subhanahu Wa Ta'ala.

After receiving a cup of ice cream, Alif began to enjoy it. His eyes looked at the highway before him that never seemed to be quiet.

Inadvertently his eyes caught the figure he had just thought of.

And, the girl .. is not alone. Except together ... His best friend?

Yep. Nazwa and Naufal walk to the same ice cream shop as Alif.

What makes Alif surprised is .. their hands are interlocked.

Wasn't Nazwa unwilling to hold on to the opposite sex, like when he met her at the Mal back then?

His heart dented a little at the sight.

Not to be bad to think, Alif did not immediately approach the two. Instead, he brought the ice cream he had bought and sat a short distance from Nazwa and Naufal's seat.

He could faintly hear Nazwa calling Naufal, 'sister'.

So, what exactly is the relationship between Naufal and Nazwa?

His heart kept raging. Fought with all the ridiculous thoughts that began to pervade him.

Is it possible that Nazwa and Naufal are siblings?

Or ...

Was the younger sister Naufal told in the bookstore at that time Nazwa?

And, there are many more 'is-is-is' sentences that run through Alif's mind.

"Gee! Big brother is so nosy, anyway! Nazwa aduin ummi ntar!"

And that sentence answered as he pleased.

On target!

The assumption is getting stronger that the two people are indeed siblings.

Alif smiled faintly, he was only able to pray and ask God. Hope God gives his best while improving himself. For Alif believes one thing; the good will be met with the one who seeks to improve.

Verily Allah Subhanahu Wa Ta'ala gives us what we need, not what we want.

May Allah Subhanahu Wa Ta'ala always make it easier for him and himself in self-reliance.

It is true that God did not promise that the man would meet the veil. But Allah promises that the good will be met with the good (after all).

Didn't we?

Seriate.