How Matcha Love You's

Go home to Return

Salma silently did not answer hearing what Malik said. His heart trembled, it seemed like he would not be able to control himself.

“Salma, I'm sorry I didn't deserve to say that, right? That's long gone. I'm so happy if you're not like me.” Malik said with a sigh.

Salma was still holding back, she just listened without answering a word.

For a while, he had decided on something difficult. Salma whimpered, her heart ached to hear the confession of someone who had been waiting for a long time.

“Salma, thank you for everything.” Malik wants today as the end of his suffering. She will really let Salma go after she expresses her feelings.

“Why new now.” Salma finally shut up, she was really upset with herself.

“Why, why Malik.” Continue with a trembling voice.

“Sorry.” This time Malik could not hold himself back either.

Salma tried to calm herself down and thought about continuing her desire at the beginning. Salma gave up on her decision and changed the restraining rope that limited her. This time he hoped it would be the last limitation, if Malik could not fulfill it then he would stop, but he would fight if Malik could do it.

“I want to see you.” Say Salma after a while.

“What?”

“Come to my friend's application this week. I want to go with you. But if you are busy and can not come is also okay. I'll just wait for you.” Salma steadied herself.

“I'll come.” Malik replied excitedly. He had completely forgotten the circumstances that did not fully support him to return with Salma. Malik will fight for his feelings.

Hearing Malik's reply, Salma couldn't cover her happiness. As soon as his tears spilled, he held it all his strength to keep Malik from knowing.

“Alright, I'll send you the address.” Salma held back her tears of joy. His heart was broken again, he could not defend his decision.

“Good.”

“I close.”

“Iya”

Salma hung up. He immediately headed for the bed and several times toppled himself. He was very happy and impatient to wait for Sunday.

After a while Salma got up to send Nanda's address to Malik. “Awas only did not come” Murmurnya. Without realizing it, Salma felt more excited and re-spread his body.

Malik smiled at the message he had just received. “Finally.” Malik felt his heart flowered to see Salma's name on the inbound message list on his phone. He continued to look at the message containing the address while continuing to tilt his lips. He felt so happy that he forgot the pain he might have felt for having insisted on fighting for an unreserved love.

‘’’’’

On Saturday.

Salma was trying on some clothes in her room. He was confused by two choices. “Which ya” murmured while carrying two clothes in front of the mirror.

Mom stopped, she saw her daughter behind the door.

Salma only realized the existence of her mother who had been watching her for quite a long time.

“Make tomorrow?” Ask mother.

Salma nodded while smiling at her mother.

“Which is good according to mom?” Salma tried to ask her mother for her opinion.

“Hmmm” Mom some time thinking.

“Both are good.” Answer Mom innocently.

“Hem, that's what confused me.” Salma focused on looking at herself in the mirror.

“Who are you going with?” Mother was curious because until now her daughter did not invite her to go together.

“What's okay if I say honestly?” Salma kept looking at herself in the mirror.

Mom felt her heart was bad. “What will he go with that man?” Mom thought she had a feeling her son was going to go with Malik.

“You don't want to tell mom?” Mom tried to buy time. He was ready to hear Malik from his son's mouth, but as much as possible at least he could slow it down a bit.

“I...” Mom suddenly cut off Salma's greeting.

“Mothers also want to go.” Say Mother.

“Go where?” Salma asked, this time she stopped looking at herself in the mirror and looked at mother.

“Ke event Nanda.” Mom answered briefly, she did not want Salma to go with Malik, even if it was just her feelings. Mom tried to prevent the thing she was afraid of.

“Mother not invited. That's why I didn't take mom.”

“Really?” Mom confirmed.

Elsewhere, Malik has finished teaching. He rushed home because he wanted to go home soon to fulfill his wishes tomorrow to meet someone who always shadowed him. Malik smiled remembering Salma who invited him to meet. He picked up his bag in the teacher's room and stepped wanting to exit the room.

“Pak Malik.” Someone from the room called out to him, making Malik stop.

“Iya.” Malik turned.

“Tock my cousin there is an event, come if you have no busyness.” Said Ms. Sari.

“Oh sorry, looks like I can't come.” Reply Malik.

“Oh well, it happens that his house is not far from his father's hometown. If only you go home, you can go there.”

“Oh, sorry I also have an invitation.” Malik smiled, then resumed his steps.

Malik felt himself very excited, he stepped swiftly, then prepared to return to his hometown.

Mother still stands to see her daughter.

“What you went with Malik.” Said Mother ventured, she did not want to be overshadowed by fear that is not necessarily the truth.

“How mom knows.” Salma saw her mother.

Mother exhaled violently, Mother turned around and left Salma's room.

“Mother.” Salma followed her mother.

Mom stopped.

“Sorry ma'am, I can't quite as I expected.” Salma.

Mom turned around, saw Salma.

‘’’’

Malik has arrived in front of his house. He felt his heart happier than usual.

“Assalamu’alaikum.” Malik knocked on the door.

There was no answer, Malik knocked on the door.

In the kitchen, Lady Siti and Sarah were cleaning up the sprouts.

“Is there someone in front?” Ms. Siti saw her daughter.

“Looks.” Sarah went to check.

This time, Malik did not tell him that he was going home, so naturally his mother and sister did not welcome his return.

“Kak Malik.” Sarah said as she looked at the figure behind the door.

Malik smiling.

“Where's mom?”

“There are inside.”

Malik went in to get to his mother.

“Hey why go home?” Said Ms. Siti watching her son come without telling her first.

Malik just smiled and grabbed his mother's hand.

After breakfast with his family, Malik prepares to leave.

“Where are you?” Tanya Bu Siti saw her son looked more presentable.

“I want to invite.” Malik replied briefly, he was not ready to tell the truth that he was going to see Salma.

“Oh alright, be careful.” Said Ms. Siti.

Malik kissed his mother's hand and left.

After arriving in front of his village road, Malik pulled his motorcycle over. He was waiting for Salma here.

Meanwhile, Salma, after she finished tidying up her hijab, she went out of the house and put on her bike. Salma thought she would meet Malik at the event venue.

Salma out of her village road.

“Salma.” sounds someone calling her.

Salma stops and sees Malik who turns out to be calling her.