
"Who's wearing gloves anyway?" Fatim asked like a vigilant person.
"Why is his face? I want to give you something. Who will touch your hand, where might we just touch the skin, right? I was ready for these gloves" Akbar said, wearing his gloves.
Then Akbar took out two pairs of bracelets that had their own initials. It turns out that Akbar memebelinya when they go to Malioboro kemaren.
"Maybe this looks like a kid's cake hahahaha. But I want to give you a sign and a status, that I will really be serious with you" Akbar said wearing a bracelet with the initials A on Fatim.
"Look at this one for me to wear, because you don't wear gloves, then I'll wear it on my own hands" Akbar said wearing the bracelet.
"Kok it's J anyway? My initials F is not J" Fatim said.
"Jodha, like when we were kids. Hhehe lebay yes, but this is true, after the story of Jodha Akbar we become bound to each other like this. May our good intentions be in the ridhoi of God. I'll be back in three months' time, wait for me yeah." Akbar said he was carrying his backpack.
"I should have left, I'll tell you later. Keep me in your hands and your heart well. Do not forget to say my name in your prayer. Assallamualaikum Jodha" said Akbar waving his hand and leaving away.
"Waalaikum sallam Akbar" replied Fatim holding a bracelet that Akbar wore in the hands of Fatim.
"I don't know if I can wait anymore or not. But I am sure with the promise of God, if indeed we are paired, three months ahead we will definitely meet again, meet as a partner that God is pleased with. Bismilbornrohmanirrohim" said Fatim in his heart.
On the way home, Fatim was reminded of the words Akbar had said while in the store in Malioboro at that time. He will never give jewelry to another woman who is not his muhrim, but what with the meaning of the gift of the bracelet.
"I believe in God, that my feelings will surely grant O God, I want to be with him" Fatim said in his heart.
When Fatim convinced his feelings, Syakir began to struggle, between fear and nervousness. At home he could only go back and forth with trembling hands in front of Aisyah until her brother was upset with her.
"When was my brother there?" Ask Syakir back.
"Yes since you entered the house without saying hello. Emm" said Aisyah who was busy with her work at the time.
Syakir sat down next to Aisha and leaned his head on Aisha's shoulder. And drew Aisha's hand and placed it on Syakir's chest.
"Sister" said Syakir with trembling hands.
"What the hell Kir, Brother again work, if you want to tell a story, play pull the hands of Brother deh. And yes it is the heart, condition!! The heart is also beating so dangerously" Aisyah said in an annoyed tone.
"Ah Brother is not cool, I'm nervous about this to be in a mate. And worse still....." Said Syakir covering his face using his turban.
"What! What's worse? A widow?" Goda Aisyah's.
"More bad!" Syakir.
"What?" Ask Aisyah.
"Still young leaves, 19 years old" Bisik Syakir.
Aisyah laughed out loud hearing that. He also told Syakir to ask for a solution to Rifky or Ilham who can really help his troubled heart. Syakir just went looking for Rifky in the pesantren.