Hubbak Ghali, Yes Habibi Qolbi

From A White Scarf

"Mas, later if Mas marry first, I arrange everything, yes. Can you?" qianzy asked walking while holding her

"You shall marry first" said Abid. 

"Ih, I'm first!"

"You go first,"

"Mas Abid,"

"Qianz,"

The night walks ended eating on the side of the road. They enjoy being together even though they are just around the Square. Then, they brought home a lot of Muslim clothes for Qianzy and some souvenirs to display in Qianzy's room. 

"Mas is going to the mosque, you go straight home," Abid stroked Qianzy's head. 

"Huh, I just arrived. Shouldn't we take a break? Why did you rush to the mosque?" tanya Qianzy spoiled. 

"Mas has not prayed isya', Mas can not postpone it anymore. You go in first, yeah. Rest," Abid replied gently. 

"I can take a walk to the pesantren for a while, right? Just ...," Qianzy asked permission. 

Abid, who had always been kind to him, allowed it easily. With a note, Qianzy should be back before 10 p.m. Because, at that time it was still around 8 pm. Abid hasn't been wrong isya' because they went that ashar. Salat maghrib has been he tuned in the mosque square. 

"Ashe! I'm looking for noh the triumvirate. I bought this, they sure like it!" exclaim Qianzy girang. 

"Hm, the two days I was here, just found out that the pesantren was very soothing when a night like this," Qianzy murmured. 

Meet with Romli, Muslih and Rudi. The three of them had just come down from the dormitory about to go to the mosque. 

"Hey, you guys!" shouted Qianzy. 

"Qiqi?"

"What are you doing here?" ask Muslih. 

"Yes, i-ni right, a-dorm pu-son," said Rudi. 

"Later if Kyai finds out, how?" timpal Romli's. 

Qianzy rolled her eyeballs. Then exhale. "Oh my God, you're bringing this! Kyai's in the mosque just calm down," 

"Again, your Kyai is very dear to me. So, how could he be mad at me just for coming here" Qianzy said. 

"But you have Ustadz Husain, he-" Romli's speech was interrupted when Husayn came. 

"Why stop? She why?" ask Qianzy. 

Husain asked the three to be quiet. Just so he knows what Qianzy's gonna say about him. While giving sarongs, cocoa clothes and peci, Qianzy grumbled complaining about Husain to the three of them.

"Definition of ustadz which cake, anyway? He said it was Ustadz, but the words were, really bad!" exclaim Qianzy.

"Then yes, he already knew that I was just an adopted child, still clear with the insider," he continued.

"Uh, I think this doain is single for life. As for the person who wants to marry her, it must be because of force!" tukas Qianzy while eating chocolate that he brought. 

Romli, Rudi and Muslih are just nodding off. He also smiled with force. Romli had already given the code for Qianzy to spin, but Qianzy did not know the code. 

"Turn to the right, hold my hand tight. Turn you to the left, shalala lala lala lala..," Romli to sing with the wrong lyrics so that Qianzy knows her point. 

"Hey, why are you two doing this, anyway? Gaje!" exclaim Qianzy. 

"There's ustad, behind," Muslih finally got to talk. 

"Ustad? Ustadz Husain?" Qianzy still asked. 

All three nodded. 

Back the three of them nodded with their grimacing faces. Qianzy slowly turned her head and saw Husain behind her. 

"Eh, ustadz Junaidi, how are you? Want a sarong too? But I'm sorry, it's over. I, uh, I only buy it for the three of them, hehe ..," Qianzy said with a forced chuckle. 

"We go first, yes, assalamu'alaikum," Romli, Rudi and Muslih compactly left Qianzy along with Husain. 

Husain is indeed famous firmly in pesantren. All the santri respected him, some even feared dealing with him. 

"Wa'alaikumsallam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh" replied Husain coldly. 

"My buset was left running away. Look out for the three of them, I'll see you blender again!" grunts Qianzy. "Hehe, then, I'm good-bye too, yes, handsome Ustadz, sweet, tata-" 

Before Qianzy managed to escape, Husain held a scarf that coiled around Qianzy's neck. Feeling unable to escape again, Qianzy finally resigned. 

"Where are you going?" asked Husain with an aura of a four-door freezer. 

"Haih, failed to escape. Come on, face him," Qianzy murmured with her flat face. 

Although it has been caught, Qianzy still mingled not wanting to feel blamed. "Em, Ustad just hold this scarf. Wanna?" with a big smile, Qianzy even offered her scarf which Husain kept holding. 

Husain immediately removed the scarf. The atmosphere became awkward. Qianzy suddenly removed the scarf and gave it to Husain by touching Husain's hand. 

"Now, just for you. Consider me a memory, I want to run away first, bye!" 

"Astaghfirullah hal'adzim," Husain was shocked when his hand was touched by Qianzy's hand while giving the white scarf. 

The scarf was bought by Qianzy while on holiday in China. He bought it using his own savings. Husain had no intention of anything else, but with a touch of that second, made Husain even more curious about Qianzy. 

"Honey, that's the scarf I bought from China with my own savings. Yes, let's just say it's a gift for him who's that julid," Qianzy said with a breath of breath. 

Arriving at home, Qianzy immediately changed her clothes and went to sleep. Before going to bed, Qianzy again filled her diary with her beautiful handwriting. 

"Today I gave a scarf to the ustadz julid. Tomorrow what else do I give her so she doesn't appear in front of me?" - Qianzy wrote. 

Husain folded the scarf and put it in his pocket. In his mind, if he should return the scarf through Abid. 

While at the mosque, Husain called Romli, Muslih and Rudi. "Three of you come with me!" emphatically. 

"We're in trouble, what else? Time yes just accept sarongs, peci and cocoa clothes, we will be punished, anyway?" whispered Romli. 

"Here you go, don't be so prejudiced. Once he did you ask our neighbor Qiqi," whispered Muslih. 

"Mu-muslih be-right, ja-so, ki-we do not bo-can su-su'udzon," said Rudi. 

Stop Husain's steps in front of the men's hall. "You know why I brought you here?" tanyakanya. 

Romli, Rudi and Muslih shook their heads. "No idea, Ustadz. What's up?" ask Romli. 

"I ask you to teach our brothers and sisters to teach. Tonight, Ustadz Rahmat is returning to his home, so there is no one to replace him. Hopefully you are free and can help him," said Husain with his flat face again. 

"Hoah" said Romli, Rudi and Muslih simultaneously. 

"But kiro opo,"

"Yes, ustadz. God willing trust!"

"Well, then .. I live first, assalamu'alaikum," said Husain. 

"Wa'alaiumsallam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, Be careful ustadz,"

Initially, Husain wanted to ask something about Qianzy to the three. However, the intention was unsettled because there was nothing to ask with the three. 

Hm, I guess Husain would like to question what about, Qianzy?