Hubbak Ghali, Yes Habibi Qolbi

Qianzy's Regret That Came to Jealousy

Qianzy suddenly looked glum. He felt unacceptable if Rani's ustadzah liked Husain until it was like that. At that time, it was not accidental to see Rani's ustadzah who had brought all her goods outside.

"Rani Ustadzah? Where the hell is he going?"

The random-looking girl immediately stepped closer to Rani's bustling ustadzah on her own. Still with the excitement that heard that the woman he betrothed with his brother, apparently liked the man who always had something to do with him.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarokatuh" said Qianzy. "Where are you going?" tanyakanya.

"Wa'alaikumsallam warahmatullahi wabarokatuh. Qianzy's? Um, I'm going home. Soon I will get married, so .. I will go through the pingitan first," replied Ustadzah Rani.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi. Rani's Ustadzah, Qianzy. Why are you guys here?" greet ustadzah Fitri who happened to pass as well.

"Wa'alaikumsallam warahmatullahi wabarokatuh,"

"Qianzy, ustadzah Fitri. I want to go home because soon I will undergo a pingitan," explained Ustadzah Rani.

"Well, instead of pingitan you will be executed in pesantren, huh? Why did you suddenly come home? Your marriage was also postponed for a few days. Why, anyway? Actually there is something that always does ... Astaghfirullah hal'adzim, forgive me ustadzah Rani. I shouldn't have questioned something like this because of personal problems of the ustadzah" said Ustadzah Fitri.

Qianzy's eyes were not as usual. He continued to stare at Rani's ustadzah with a deep gaze. The words of some santri kept him thinking.

"Assallamu'alaikum, ustadzah Fitri. Sorry in advance, I need help ustadzah to rearrange the second room. Immediately ustadzah, because other ustadzah also want to get to the room,"

Suddenly a santriwati approached them and invited Fitri's ustadzah to come with him. Because indeed the situation is being bothered, even Fitri's ustadzah was partisan. Ustadzah Rani smiled back at the greetings from the Fitri ustadzah. But not with Qianzy who continued to look at Rani's ustadzah with a gaze filled with vengeance.

"Eh, Qianzy. You still here?" ask ustadzah Rani.

"I want to talk to the ustadzah. But not here. Can it?" qianzy's voice was still flat.

"Um, can't we talk here? If ma-" Rani's ustadzah words come to a standstill because Qianzy interrupts. "Can't!" sela Qianzy's. "I want to talk in a quiet place, because this is very important," Qianzy continued with a mysterious look.

Hearing that, made Rani's ustadzah to be surprised by Qianzy who behaved like never before. If Qianzy was angry even though, to the knowledge of Rani's body, Qianzy would not behave like that. "Alright, if it's like that. Come on, where do you want to talk to me?" ustadzah Rani agreed.

The belongings of Rani's ustadzah, while she placed them beside a tree not far from a parked car that would transport her goods to her house. Then, Rani's ustadzah followed Qianzy's steps. "Actually, this Qianzy is taking me where, huh? What is he talking to me about?" the inner ustadzah Rani.

Qianzy's steps came to a halt behind the pesantren. Where indeed that place is rarely anyone touched because there is nothing there. It's just that, every week someone will give it.

"Well, why are we here, Qian? If you want to say something important, can't we go to Kyai Abid's house or Hikmah's room, maybe?" ustadzah Rani's.

Although Qianzy's footsteps stopped, But still the body of the 19-year-old girl did not turn back towards Rani's ustadzah.

"Qian, what important thing do you want to talk to me about, to bring me behind this pesantren?" rani asked Qianzy who had not yet looked at her.

It was obvious that Qianzy meant a long fit and took it out slowly. After that, Qianzy turned her body and faced Rani's body.

"Since when did Rani's ustadzah like Husain's ustadzah?" qianzy asked suddenly.

The deg!

"A-you mean what, Qianzy? Sorry, I don't understand" asked Ustadzah Rani.

"Ustadzah .. I know, kok, if the ustadzah likes ustadz Husain. If true—" Qianzy's remark came to a halt, then sighed. "If that's all true, why does Rani seem to like my brother?" continued.

"Does the ustadzah want to see how stupid I am to match my brother with the ustadzah? While my brother just kept resisting and I forced him?"

"If the ustadzah likes ustadz Husain, why does the ustadzah also show me like this ustadzah likes my brother?" qianzy's tone had already begun to rise.

"If that is the case, please ustadzah Rani go home to undergo a massage, choice, pi—"

"Surrectionist, Qian," interrupted Rani's resignation allowing.

"Yes, that!" shouted Qianzy.

"It's better if Rani leaves! Go and never come back! If you can, bring ustadz Husain with ustadzah. I'm sick of seeing it too!"

"Assalamu'alaikum!"

Qianzy just left. Without listening to the explanation of Rani's ustadzah, Qianzy left with her anger that does not know, the anger is because of what and directed by whom.

"I do admire ustadz Husain, Qianzy. But unfortunately ... despite the severity of my love for ustadz Husain, if Husain's ustadz day chooses you, what can I do?" the inner ustadzah Rani.

Qianzy's steps are getting faster. His heart was filled with anger. Until he passed through Wisdom, neither greeting nor greeting. Qianzy passed through Wisdom just like that. At that time, Wisdom was with Monica.

"Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wabarokatuh, mba—"

"Mbak Qi—loh, really, bablas? Sister Qian!" Confused wisdom becomes more confused.

When Wisdom was about to give chase, her hand was held by Monica. "He was angry like that. Let it go first. Who knows Qianzy is taking her own time" he said.

"Then, it's much better if I go home first. Don't forget you told him to go to college tomorrow, yeah ...."

Monica who had been friends for 3 years with Qianzy understood very well how to deal with Qianzy when angry. Qianzy just needs some time alone.

Arriving at the small mushola, Qianzy sat down by folding her hands. His face buckled and began to wonder to himself why he was upset.

"Well, why am I upset about this?"

"Oh, I'm really upset. I failed to match my brother with Ustadzah Rani. Where do I think that this ustadzahrani is indeed suitable for Mas Abid," he murmured.

"But why should ustad Husein, anyway, who he likes? Why not another ustadz. Not just Pesantren This is also still a lot of ustadz-ustadz who are still single? Why of the many ustadz in this pesantren must ustadz Husain, anyway!"

"This why am I sprained when there are other women who like ustadz Husain? This heartache feels it__"

Qianzy kept nagging herself because of it. He continued to touch his front body to feel his heart ache when he heard a man approaching him, favored by his own guide.