Holy Waiting.

Chapters. 5

After reaching the house I went straight into the room, because incidentally abi and umi are still in the boarding house, so the house is very quiet. Mas fian went straight to the boarding school to teach the children santri, that is the custom of mas fian if again a work holiday.

I am sorry but.., hpku ringtone sign there is an incoming call. I immediately took my phone from my backpack, Alisa the name on my screen, I immediately lifted it.

" Assalamualaikum sa." My greetings

" Waalaikumsalam sal, busy again huh? "

" what's wrong, what's wrong?"

" father moth, just want to hear your voice, I miss sall." I'm alisa

" sa. sa.., you can, just one day already said miss."

Our conversation continued warmly until the voice of azan zuhr rang out then we ended our conversation.

After the zuhur prayer as usual I helped umi prepare lunch for us, all my family had sat in their respective positions and started eating the food we had prepared. Only the sound of the spoon is heard now all silent and focused on the food, that's my family's tradition if again eating.

At 20:35, I ended my activities and turned off my room lights before going to bed, before long I fell asleep.

After morning prayers as usual I was getting ready to leave the campus. After everything was done I went down and immediately had breakfast with my family, ate me and mas fian left.

Until I saw Alisa standing next to the campus gate, I did not know exactly what she was waiting for, she just waved and smiled at me, I went down and said goodbye to my husband.

" Assalamualaikum sally." Greetings while hugging me

" Waalaikumsalam sa," I replied as I returned his embrace.

" i miss you sal" he said

" yeah, me too." I said as I let go of our embrace.

" Oh yes sal, I don't feel right again we're going to the semester exam."

" yeah, I also did not know the time this fast, new feelings yesterday deh know you." I replied with a laugh.

" yes, let's go inside." take alisa.

We went into our room and sat on our own benches. Soon other students came, including Fikri. Unintentionally seeing Fikri looking at me, I felt very uncomfortable with it, I decided to go to the toilet, to avoid it.

" god, take care of me from the things you forbid." - My inner self after coming out of the toilet and walking back to class.

" where are you from, Sal?" ask alisa

" from the toilet sa" I replied

" Oooo, you're not papa!"

" no papa, I'm fine."

The lecturer came and we started the lesson quietly and peacefully, at exactly one o'clock in the afternoon my lecture was finished, me and alisa went straight to the mosque as usual, after praying I decided to go straight home. alisa and I walked to the campus gate to wait for angkot because today alisa ngak picked up by her driver because her driver was sick.

" Sally.." call the fikri while running towards us.

" you want to go home?" tanyanya after close.

" what's wrong??" much

" no, I just want to give you this. It's yours, right?" obviously while giving a book.

Yes the book with the cover of 'fatima az zahra' the book I always read while relaxing.

" yes, it's mine. Thank you." I said and picked up the book

" it's the same" said Fikri with a smile.

From across the street there was a tall man with a long-sleeved white shirt and long black pants, coming over to us.

" Assalamualaikum sally" he told me

" Waalaikumsalam" I answered

Alisa and Fikri looked at the man with astonished faces.