Hubbak Ghali, Yes Habibi Qolbi

The Chicken Porridge

"My name is Husain. Abdullah means servant of Allah" explained Husayn.

"God's servant? Em, God's son?" ask Qianzy. 

"Yes" replied Husain calmly. 

Qianzy made Husain stiff. He usually sits alone with Abid, accompanied by a girl in front of him. It makes Husain uncomfortable there. 

As Husain was about to move on, Qianzy instead opened her words, "Mas, I can stay here right now, right? The inheritance left by Mami and Papi has just been taken back by her family. I can't go back to that house," 

Qianzy's remarks made Husain forced to sit back. There was so much that Qianzy told Abid about the extended family of her adoptive parents who never liked her. 

"Oh, yes. As for that inheritance, would I be guilty of having the item under my name, Mami, Mas?" qianzy. 

"In your religion, did you never explain inheritance rights?" ask Abid back. 

"Not knowing me. But it is whisper, Mas Abid or Ustad Husain, that this is clear to me, about the right of inheritance. It's up to the biological child what the foster child is," 

"I?" suhut Husain was shocked. 

Qianzy nodded happily.

Although the adopted child or adopted child is not an heir, however, adopted children or adopted children are entitled to part of the inheritance of their adoptive parents by getting the part on the basis of a mandatory will as article 209 paragraph (2) Compilation of Islamic Law of no more than (one-third) of all the treasures of his adoptive parents.

"So if Mami and Papi I already love me that legacy .. Em, that legacy still belongs to me, is it? But I'm not a sin, am I?" ask Qianzy.

"Yes according to Islamic law. But you are not a Muslim. You better go to court!" Husain.

Qianzy's face instantly changed completely. It has become more flat than before. Qianzy was upset, she decided to leave in the presence of Husain and her brother. However, before Qianzy left, he first referred to Husain as, "******!" by pointing his middle finger. 

"Qian, it can't be, Dek. Let's apologize" Abid said. 

"Males, the kek rese guy he's been pushing all the way from me!" qianzy shouted shut the door loudly. 

BLANK! 

As soon as the sound of the door being slammed by Qianzy. 

"I'm sorry, Mas. Not my point for_" 

"Here you go, I should apologize for my sister Qianzy's behavior. He was like that maybe, I didn't know him any deeper, either" said Abid, feeling bad for Husain.

However, Husain silently turned his head towards the door that Qianzy had just slammed into. Then he smiled, as if the smile was deliberately hidden. 

"It's almost noon, we'd better get going. You just wait in the car, I'll say goodbye to Qianzy" Abid told Husain. 

Husayn and Abid had a close relationship. Even though he was four years adrift, it still did not make them awkward in communication. Already since childhood they were together, growing together in a pesantren environment. 

However, Husain still had a family. Both of his parents were great people as well. The only son of a couple who upholds religion and good manners. Especially very Umi who has blue blood, which is out of nowhere palace. 

"Who the hell is a guy. So far, I thought about my porridge treat. Porridge doang, woy! Elah, belagu very tuh guys!" as if Qianzy had laid herself on the bed. 

Qianzy was still feeling annoyed. For as long as he lived, only then was there a man who was indifferent to him. "Don't want me to pites. Try not to have Mas Abid there earlier." upset. 

When he was upset, the sound of knocking on the door made him even more emotional. Not knowing who was coming, Qianzy prepared to give a punch to anyone who was bothering her while venting her anger. 

"Woy, go! Who the hell be__" the fist was held by Abid. 

"Qian, are you angry?" asked Abid gently. 

Slowly, Qianzy lowered her gaze. Then, lower the hand that had been ready to hit his brother. 

"Sorry" said Qianzy. 

"Qian, what is this? You mad? What are you angry about?" Abid very gently treats his sister. To him, Qianzy herself had a stubborn disposition. So, it is with gentleness that will melt his sister's heart. 

Abid invites Qianzy to sit for a while on the bed. Abid tried to speak calmly and asked her what was making her sister emotional. Not to forget Abid also defended his sister's straight hair. 

"Say, why are you angry, and what makes you angry?" ask Abid. 

"I hate bullying the most

Everyone has a grumpy nature, how the level of anger is and whether the person can control his anger. Anger can be very dangerous if one cannot control anger. For the devil will rule over the heart that makes itself incited and enter into the temptations of Satan. 

"Qianzy, I asked this. How come, not answered?" ask Abid again. 

"I'm offended by the guy's words, '" Qianzy said grimly. 

Abid smiles. Then rubbed his sister's hair back while giving a prayer for her. Allahummaghfirli dzambii, wa adzhib ghaizha qalbii, wa ajirnii minasy syaithaan. Hearing the prayer, Qianzy lifted her head and looked at her brother. 

"What prayer is that?" ask Qianzy. 

"Just prayer brings out anger. It goes for anyone. Go first, yeah. Mas must attend the event in the village sebrang," said Abid gently. 

"I can come, right?" qianzy asked excitedly, with sparkling eyes. 

Abis speechless. Qianzy had just been angry with Husain. What if they meet again. Slowly, Abid explained that Husain would take part in the event. 

"What's? Why is he coming, too, Mas?" qianzy protest. 

"Yes, he has to come. He'll fill in the tausiyah. Why are you protesting?" answer Abid. 

"Tausiyah is what?" ask Qianzy. 

Tausiyah is a term used among the Muslim community in Indonesia, referring to the broadcast of proselytizing conducted informally. Tausiyah is distinguished from the usual sermons that are more serious, or Tabligh Akbar that can be attended by the participants.

"But this is a wedding.  If you want to come, then come on! Just, I can ask you to wear a hijab, right? Not a fake, but__"

"I'm going to wear a hijab. Hold on, take a shower first. Wait, not for long, though. Mas wait in the car only papa," said Qianzy did not want to make her brother disappointed. 

"But, I don't understand, Qi. If you want to wear pants and cloth attached to the head, no papa," added Abid. 

"I am the sister of a religious expert. My current background, will also be under the spotlight from some quarters. I'll try my best, Mom. I don't feel compelled, really," Qianzy explained with a calm heart. 

Abid is happy if Qianzy slowly closes the aurat properly. Although Abid also did not want to force his brother's will to follow his confidence.