How Matcha Love You's

Go home

“You really think that I want to do that.” Salma immediately absorbed the drink.

“Why not? You like it, what's wrong try?.” Nanda was back to tricking.

“I'm not like you.” Salma smilingly looked at her friend who looked lost in spirit.

‘’’’’

Now Salma is a little loose with her college assignments. He has more time to relax and hang out with his friends or just stay home.

While at home, Salma occasionally plays her phone, hoping that Malik sends something on social media. Salma had not seen Malik for a very long time, probably almost ten years after moving to her uncle's house to attend high school until she returned to her village. He did not understand his feelings, sometimes in high school he suddenly dreamed or heard the words of others who talked about Malik, it made him miss the person he had always liked.

For Salma, there was no man as good as Malik she had ever met. Although smart and have a beautiful face, Malik never brags about it. He is also friendly and willing to make friends with anyone. Perhaps it was his nature that made Salma like him and not forget him until now.

‘’’’’

Elsewhere, after returning home from school, Malik realizes his thoughts today are in turmoil, he keeps thinking about Salma. If only he already had a lot of savings, he would immediately go to propose to someone who filled his mind at this time. “Eh looks like he's still in college” thinks again. Malik plays the phone, hoping to take his mind off a bit. However, after a while, this did not help him at all, especially after seeing Salma's post on his social media story “Say miss was heavy, and it was so haha” wrote Salma.

Malik started thinking about sending a message to someone he missed. Although he had time to argue with his own mind finally Malik gave up on his will.

“Assalamualaikum Salma, how are you?” Malik sent a message to Salma.

Not waiting for a long time, there was a notification of incoming messages.

“Wa'alaikumussalam, thank youdulillah good.” Reply Salma.

Malik was excited and tried to ask again.

“You're busy what's Salma?”

“Lecture, again compose final task.” Reply Salma hose two minutes later.

“Oh”

Malik feels guilty for sending a message to Salma. He feared this would be prolonged and become a path of sin for him.

“Oke Salma spirit.” Malik wants to end.

“Kak Malik, when to go home?” Salma asked back.

“God willing next week.” Malik's reply ended with a smiling emoticon.

“Why Salma?” Malik asked again out of curiosity.

“Oh is okay, just want to know hehe.”

“^^” Malik simply replied with a smiling emoticon and replied the message was over.

‘’’’’

Malik actually wanted to invite Salma to meet, but little did he know the religious law that does not allow to be alone with those who are not mahrams. Malik undo his desire or arguably the lust that might plunge him.

Malik wants to meet Salma when he is more prepared to go to a more serious level. Whatever happens, Malik wants to keep the sanctity of Salma by still loving it in silence and praying for the happiness of his loved ones.

‘’’’’

“Hah what does this mean?” Salma was still not so trusting, the man she was waiting for finally contacted her.

After a moment of contemplation, Salma again straightened his mind so as not to think anywhere. “Stupid god set.” Salma made up while strengthening himself so as not to be so hopeful with something uncertain.

‘’’’’

“Why not ride motor bu?”. Salma asked Mom because Bu Ati's house was quite far from their house.

“Yes all sports.” Reply Mother.

“Sore? hmm alright.”

Salma and Mom walked together.

A few moments later, a group of young men were seen in a post on the side of the village road they passed.

“There's Malik, when's he coming back?”. Mother after felt quite far from the group of young men.

“Hah?” Salma turned to the post and found Malik who was also looking at him, they looked at each other and smiled at each other without anyone realizing.

Salma looked back to the front.

“Maybe just this morning.” Salma guessed it was in line with Malik's message a week ago.

“Oh”.

Mom and Salma kept going.

Malik returned home because soon there will be Eid al-Adha. He had a week off teaching, so would likely return to the city before then.

“What do you see?.” Raka beside him traced the direction of Malik's gaze which was still watching Salma getting further away.

Hearing Raka's words, all the young men who were there also followed Malik's gaze.

“Nothing, just look around.” Malik answered, immediately shifting his eyes.

“Oh there is Salma. Eh Malik, you have a crush on him?”. Said one of the young men in the post.

“Suitable really yes, equally high school, amazing.” Raka is excited.

“Hahaha.” Malik laughed as he scratched his non-itchy head, confused as to what to say.

“…..”

Arriving at the house of Bu Ati, Mother and Salma are welcome to enter his house to choose the vegetables to be purchased.

“Wah Salma you are very beautiful, even though you are already in the village but I very rarely see you.” Bu Ati looked towards Salma.

“Yes he lectures so rarely at home and when he is at home he rarely walks around here.” Reply Mother.

“Oh still in college huh?”

“Iya bu.”

“Oh”

After a while they choose vegetables Mother and Salma want to go home.

“Assalamualaikum”. Sound from outside.

“Wa'alaikumussalam, Malik.” Ati replied at the door that was also followed by Mother and Salma who wanted to go home.