Hubbak Ghali, Yes Habibi Qolbi

Qianzy Desire

"That's a sign Qian's jealous. If you like, just say you like. Why pretend not to care like that? Ustadz Husain was lost later, only to regret it!" chirps Muslih who just heard Qianzy mutter.

"Know what, the hell, you! Did you ever like or fall in love with someone else?" ketus Qianzy's.

"Here, you say really, really," said Muslih, sitting next to Qianzy. This Qianzy ma'am likes, doesn't she, same Ustadz Husain? Just do me! Say ngono, loh! Wasn't that time, ustadz Husain had taken Qianzy seriously, huh?" continued.

"Why don't you think about Qianzy? Want candy?" Muslih offers Qianzy her favorite cherry-flavored candy.

Qianzy just kept quiet. His gaze continued in a straight direction looking at the uncertain thing. His ghost continued to thump, his feelings were truly unsettled. Makes him look agitated.

"Love doesn't know when it's coming. But I'm sure, if mbak Qianzy is really like ustadz Husain," continued Muslih confidently.

"Sok knows you. Who else likes ustadz Husain," Qianzy still denied it.

"Huh, it still is. Hmm, stop. I'm going to go first. Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarokatuh," said Muslih, leaving Qianzy with her anxiety.

Qianzy was silent again. He didn't want to think about things he shouldn't have thought about. Entrance to a faculty that does not suit him, makes him dizzy. Moreover, at this time had to think of a restlessness that he alone did not know why.

"Huft, it turns out to be an adult that's not tasty. There is a lot to think about too! How can I face the adult world, huh?" qianzy murmured, laying her body down in any place.

With a split second, Qianzy fell asleep. In his dream, he met his parents. There, his two adoptive parents smiled sweetly, as if giving spirit to Qianzy. The dream slowly faded and made Qianzy sleep soundly.

Elsewhere, Ustadz Husain, who had just returned home, saw Rani's ustadzah putting some bags and suitcases into the car. "Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarokatuh," hail ustadz Husain greeted ustadzah Rani.

"Wa'alaikumsallam warahmatullahi wabarokatuh," said ustadzah Rani slightly surprised.

BRUISES!

The large suitcase fell on his own leg. "Aduh—" hissed.

"Eh, ustadzah. You all right? It must be that pain, "the sense of empathy ustadz Husain does sometimes look different meaning.

"No, I'm fine, ustadz. Oh, yes ... Where's ustadz from?" ask ustadzah Rani.

"I just got home from the farm store. Where's the Ustadzah going? How come, bring all these things? All the suitcases and big bags?" ask ustadz Husain again.

Ustadzah Rani did not answer directly. Suddenly remembered the words of Qianzy some time ago who knew that he admired Ustadz Husain. Make him take a deep breath, then throw it away slowly.

"Ustadz, does ustadz know? Qiao ...."

As soon as he said that, Ustadzah Rani immediately shut up. He didn't know why he could say that. It was the same as complaining. "Astaghfirullah hal'adzim, what am I saying?" the inner ustadzah Rani.

"Qianzy why, ustadzah?" ask ustadz Husain.

"Um, no. I heard he doesn't want to go to college anymore. Try if Ustadz gives advice. Who knows, Qianzy will listen to your advice, ustadz," replied the ustadzah Rani a little nervously.

"That's not my domain, ustadzah. Qianzy is not my nobody. He also still had a sister who still had the right to advise him. So, who am I?" ustadz Husain.

From the look of ustadz Husain's eyes also looks sad. After all, ustadz Husain wanted more to do with Qianzy. However, Qianzy herself could not be pursued.

"So I saw him going that way. Maybe to the old mushola. Isn't that where he hangs out?" answer ustadzah Rani.

"All right then. I'll try to get to him. Who knows, my words can be mourned by our princess," ustadz Husain laughed when he called Qianzy the princess.

"Yes, ustadz. Who knows, the message from ustadz can be heard by Qianzy. That girl is a little hard to manage. But I'm sure Qianzy can be a great woman if Ustadz guides her" Rani said.

Actually, Husain's ustadz was a little ambiguous with Rani's ustadzah speech. But he didn't want to think far. So, ustadz Husain was immediately ready to meet Qianzy who was dampening his anxiety.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarokatuh, ustadzah" pamit ustadz Husain.

"Wa'alaikumsallam warahmatullahi wabarokatuh," replied Ustadzah Rani lirih.

The admiration that Rani's body has for Ustadz Husain, is not deep. He can still control it and can still act ordinary when he meets. Ustadzah Rani is self-conscious if she wants to get married. So, he could only pray for ustadz Husain in order to pursue the woman he liked.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarokatuh," hail Abid.

"Wa'alaikumsallam warahmatullahi wabarokatuh. Um, Kyai," Ustadzah Rani immediately lowered her gaze.

"I overheard our conversation with Ustadz Husain. Qianzy did it again, huh?" ask Abid again.

"Hm, if Qianzy doesn't want to go to college. Isn't it natural that girls his age are looking for identity?" sahut ustadzah Rani's.

"He wants to work. But I can't give him permission if he wants to work. I just want him to study and study while still young and healthy" Abid said in a soft tone.

How not sad. Amanah must also be done by Abid to take care of Qianzy and educate her well. However, it does take time for Abid to be trusted by Qianzy.

***

Upon arrival at the small mosque, Husain's ustadz accompanied by Wisdom saw Qianzy who was still comfortable sleeping there. Monica was with them.

"Buset, this is a child. His sleeping style has not changed. The talent of sleeping in a place like this can be as sound as that? Huh, it is rather another this child," muttered Monica to astonishment.

"But I've slept in one room with Qianzy's mom. How, his sleep isn't like this, huh? Graceful and beautiful that way," said plain Wisdom.

Ustadz Husain smiled at Qianzy's sleeping pose which may be different from others. "Wisdom, you wake him up. It is also nearing the time of dzuhur," he asked.

"Okay, ustadz" replied Hikmah.

"Heh, are you sure you want to wake him up? Then I'll back off!" exciting Monica.

"Why indeed? For half a year living here, Qianzy never had any problems waking up" Hikmah explained.

"Yes, wake up. I also didn't say that he had trouble waking up, did I? Go, wake!" sahut Monica with a suspicious smile.

Wisdom took off her sandals and approached Qianzy. Then, wake her up slowly. Qianzy who had just closed her eyes immediately kicked Hikmah until Hikmah toppled over. Seeing that, ustadz Husain immediately turned his gaze away by turning his body. Avoiding seeing things he shouldn't see.