How Matcha Love You's

Maaf

Dance sees Salma's name on Malik's vibrating phone screen. What did Salma call him? Don't they have no relationship? Dance fell silent while looking at Malik's mobile phone that continued to vibrate.

Malik's phone stopped shaking, Dance returned to her place.

“Not him also works.” Salma stopped her call.

Salma put down her phone, then leaned back in her work chair. He exhaled and tried to catch his breath again and then again exhaled violently. “Did I have reached the limit” He thought. Salma feels this is the end of her struggle to get back to hope with Malik. He wasn't even allowed to hear the voice of someone who was always expected. Salma closed her eyes, she had not expected it to be like this.

After a moment of raging, Salma's two hands clasped each other. “Alright” muttered while releasing his hand grip. Salma thought to stop doing anything for her relationship with Malik. His mind was empty, he did not even think of the figure of anyone who would accompany him to Nanda's application. Right now he was only thinking about this moment, the end of his struggle to fight for his love. Salma paused before saying what she wanted to say, she paused before asking Malik to fulfill what he wanted to go see her at his best friend's proposal.

“Sorry that you feel the same way as me.” Salma. He lamented what had been hurting him all along. Behind his desire to give up his first love, Salma always hoped Malik met him and came to fight for their love. But he did not feel it. Salma was afraid, Malik thought the same thing, who was also expecting his arrival.

“Sorry.” Salma muttered as she closed her eyes with both hands. She had been struck by memories two years ago when Malik looked at her and gave her sweet smile. “Maaf” Salma feels guilty given the words of her parents which may be very painful for Malik. “Maaf” thought it had made Malik fall for him and probably also feel the pain he felt until now.

‘’’’

After closing the lesson today, the students taught by Malik took turns out of the classroom.

Currently only Malik was left alone, he grabbed his phone.

His heart rate suddenly changed, his heart becoming a beat even faster when he saw Salma's call that was missed by him a while ago. Malik chose to sit back in the teacher's chair in his class teaching while thinking and calming down.

“What's up?” Think Malik.

Malik immediately sent Sarah a message, thinking maybe Salma called her because of her family's interests.

Not waiting for a long time, Sarah replied to her message asking news of her mother.

“Come healthy mom, what's up? Do we need to call?” A reply from his sister.

“Thank God, later will his brother contact, now brother is still in school.” Reply Malik again.

Malik held his head, he thought of the reason Salma called him.

“Good.” Malik returns to find Salma's number and tries to reach her.

Malik put the phone in his ear, he waited for Salma to pick up his call.

Feelings of fear, joy, anxiety, and worry mixed into one. Hope you're worried Malik is feeling. He listens to the vibration for the sake of his unwelcome calling.

Elsewhere, Salma was enjoying her lunch in the hospital cafeteria when she accidentally left her phone in her study.

“Who did you go with to Nanda's proposal?” Ask Resya.

“I think I'll go with someone.” Salma replied, he did not want Resya to feel uncomfortable because he could not accompany her.

“Who, do you not-don't you already have a girlfriend?” Resya curious.

“Haha, someone doesn't have to be a girlfriend right?” Salma stayed focused on her eating.

“Are you sure it's okay not to go with me?.” Resya said reassuringly.

Salma nodded, then smiled “Of course.”

“Good.”

They continued their lunch.

~Malik is still in the classroom. He took the phone out of his hands.

Malik thought maybe Salma was so busy he didn't pick up his call. He moved out of the room.

‘’’’

After lunch, Salma looked at her cell phone. “Hah.” Salma initially doesn't realize she has left her phone.

The touch of a finger on his phone screen stopped when he saw Malik's missed call. Salma thought for a moment. Two things to do were being debated in his mind. Do I have to call back?

Salma boldly pursed her lips. Though with a heavy heart, he admitted that he had decided. Salma decided she had reached the limit, she did not want to fight. “Sorry Malik.” Salma satin and appreciated himself for having dared to decide which he thought was very difficult he decided.

“Excuse.” I heard someone behind Salma's office door.

“Spirit.” Salma took a deep breath, then exhaled it.

“Iya, please enter.” Salma invited the patient into her room.

‘’’’

Malik kept checking his phone, he waited if Salma called him back.

He had finished checking all the tasks of his students, Malik again grabbed his phone, but the thing he was waiting for did not come to him. Malik felt himself uninspired.

Meanwhile, Salma, after almost a day of work, lay in her room to make herself drift in a deep drift.

After lying down for a while, Salma turned her body around. I don't know why he has trouble sleeping.

Salma chose to get out of bed and sit down at the study table. He opened the book sheet and deliberately read it with the aim that his drowsiness returned. He once felt himself very sleepy when studying and after reading many books, therefore he wanted to do it again at this time so that he could quickly fall asleep.

Elsewhere, Malik is agitated because something he is waiting for never arrives.

Malik grabbed his phone and tried to contact Salma again.

In front of the book being read, Salma began to feel drowsiness. His phone suddenly rang. Salma grabbed her phone and instantly lost her sleepiness when she saw Malik calling her.

Although hesitant to take the call, Salma finally picked it up and placed the phone in her ear.

“Halo.” Salma said slowly. He tried to speak as calmly as possible.

“Halo assalamu’alaikum” Sounded the voice of someone who made Salma's heart vibrate.

Salma chose to sit down. “Wa’alaikumussalam.” Salma felt her heart thump after hearing the voice of someone she had long wanted to hear.

“Salma, how are you?” No different from Salma, Malik seemed to have lost his way as well. He missed someone who was currently taking his call to ask him things that he had not previously thought of.

Malik initially intended to call Salma only to ask her why he called earlier this morning. But it could not be said immediately, Malik wanted to know the state of Salma first.

“Good. Ye? How about you?” Salma.

“I'm also good.” Malik was calm.

They enjoyed their breath after breath each blowing, a moment of silence, unwittingly they felt at ease.

Malik regained his senses, he remembered his desire to contact Salma.

“Why did you call me this morning? Is there anything you want to say?” Malik said he was brave.

Salma did not answer. She remembered her self who had reached the final limits to fight for her love.

“Salma.”

“Nothing matters? I'm just being rash, I shouldn't have called you.” Salma strengthened herself.

“Oh.” Malik was disappointed that Salma had not said anything to his expectations.

“Salma.” Malik.

“Iya”

“I always think of you.”