Hubbak Ghali, Yes Habibi Qolbi

New Nicknames for Husain

When he came out of the male hall, Husain met Abid. Abid greeted him warmly, "Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, what are you doing from there?" 

"Wa'alaikumsallam warahmatullahi wabbarokatuh, Kyai. I was watching the three students teach the children. Ustadz who usually taught was coming home" replied Husain. 

If you are in a boarding school, both Husain and Abid always show their respect by not mentioning their names as usual. "Well, if you want to replace the children," said Abid. 

"There's something I want to tell you, Ustadz. Can you come with me to the house?" take Abid. 

Husain nodded. They walked towards Abid's house, where Qianzy was wearing sexy clothes at the time. He was busy watching his favorite drama through his laptop. 

"Ashoy is really in this pesantren. Wifi smooth oy, more and more at home here," cheer Qianzy happy. 

While watching her favorite drama, Qianzy is also making doughnuts. On the naughty side, Qianzy is good at cooking all kinds of food to get to other snacks. 

"What do people eat, huh? Could it be so cute? Honey play the drama bxb like this," murmured Qianzy is still busy hand processing doughnuts. 

"Aren't you, she's a girl? Kan the country, famous for gender exchanges, wuih steady. Must watch until this ending mah," he continued with kamit like mbah shaman read mantra. 

As he was processing doughnuts and watching, Abid and Husain came. As usual, at night, Abid invited Husain to discuss inside the house. "Assallamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabbarokatuh" hail Abid.

"Wa'alaikumsallam, Mas Abid? Gawat, I don't wear long clothes. It could be the beads that float later," 

Late, when Qianzy left, she stood on the sofa, making Husain see Qianzy wearing sexy clothes. 

"Astaghfirullah hal'adzim, Qian!" abid immediately threw his sister with a turban sheathed around her neck.

Husain turned his back to Qianzy. However, before that Husain had seen the clean white skin of Qianzy. "Astaghfirullah hal'adizm" Husain said. 

"Get into the room, and get changed!" firmly Abid. 

"Yes, yeah," 

Soon Qianzy went into the room leaving the doughnuts that she had just round shape. Abid also closed the Qianzy laptop which was still burning Qianzy's favorite drama. 

"Sorry, yeah. Qian, at home it's always been. I'm still surprised if he wears such skimpy clothes" Abid told Husain. 

"Faith, Mas. The important thing is not to leave the house, it's good. We can't make sense, because he's not a Muslim, is he?" Husain understood what had happened that night.

"Oh yeah, I'll be out of town for a while. I want to, you take over the responsibility of the boarding school as long as I'm gone, can you?" abid began his important conversation. 

"God could have, Mom. But, if Mas out of the City .. what about__" Husain's speech was interrupted when he saw Qianzy coming out of his room directly to the doughnut dough of his who was next to Husain. 

"Forgotten, sorry ye disturbed. Don't go anywhere first. I'm just gonna make a doughnut, try it, okay?" 

Crickets krik…

Abid and Husain stared at each other, then looked back at Qianzy who was walking mind-blowing like a thief who had almost been caught. 

"There was his behavior. But I like him who can still respect other people's beliefs. With great difficulty, he always numbered his desire to respect me," said Abid there is a sense of pride.

"Oh, yeah. What did you want to say?" continued Abid. 

"Later I will ask Ustadzah Rani to accompany Qianzy at home. But, please for you to also help me monitor it, huh?" pinta Abid's. 

After a few conversations, Qianzy came out with a donut she made herself and brought her her own coffee. 

"You must be thirsty, right? I also made you coffee, which I concocted myself. This coffee, I bought it online a few days ago, before I came back here" Qianzy said, serving her coffee and donuts. 

"Say donuts, how come there's a fry too?" ask Abis. 

"Have a bonus, okay? Monggo, on the try," Qianzy was so friendly that she felt guilty for talking about Husain's bad things to her three friends. 

There is a saying that love can come from the stomach to the heart. Husain fell in love with Qianzy while eating the food he made. Even so, Husain was still able to hide his feelings, because he also did not know exactly what he felt at that time. 

"Em, Ustadz Husain," call Qianzy. 

"Yes" replied Husain. 

"On that matter, I'm really sorry to talk about your ugliness with Romli and his friends. I-" Qianzy's speech stopped. Qianzy just lowered her head to hide her embarrassment. 

"I'm not having any more trouble. After all, what you said, never offended me," Husain's words were heartbreaking. But, not Qianzy's heart. 

"Hehe, thanks then! What's up? It's like a lot?" Qianzy sat down next to Abid to listen to what her brother was going to talk to Husain about. 

"Tomorrow, for one week, Mas wants to get out of town. You live here with Ustadzah Rani, huh?" obviously Abid. 

"Buset, not ah! He's old-fashioned, Mas. What if Ustadz Husain was the perfect? That's pretty good, lakik!" Qianzy rejected Abid's proposal. 

Abid could only sigh at the words of his sister. "Qian, the man and woman who have not become the mahram, should not be together even if it is only for a moment. Unless, if it's urgent," Abid said gently. 

"That's according to religion, Mas Abid. In religion I don't exist anyway," Qianzy still rattled. 

"Yes, indeed. But it was Ustadz Husain the Muslim, my sister," said Abid menoel Qianzy's nose. 

Inevitably, Qianzy had to live with Ustadzah Rani when Abid left the City. Given that Qianzy is not yet a Muslim, there is no way Abid asked Qianzy to stay in the princess dormitory. 

"Serah Masih dah. Arrange everything as best you can, I follow you," Qianzy relented. 

Still discussing the issue of Abis' departure to see the City, Qianzy is also still with her brother and Ustadz Husain there. Busy with laptops and plays. 

"Oh, yes. What about the foundation?" ask Abid. 

"Alhamdulillah, it has increased to 70%, Mas. It probably doesn't take much longer to be ready" Husain replied. 

"Eh, I heard that when you guys were outside the house, Ustadz called my brother Kyai, why here call him Mas?" sela Qianzy curious. 

Abid explained that their relationship was not limited to Kyai and Ustadz only. However, more than that leads to brotherhood. But what was Qianzy's answer? 

"Bodoamat! It's none of my business. I'm going to the room, Mas Abid packs this doughnut for Ustadz Mukidi, yeah. Tata ..." said Qianzy. 

"Mucydians?" inner Husain.