IF YOU ARE A FOOL

The warning!

The afternoon was a routine schedule of mosque youth meetings, which were held regularly every month. As soon as the show was over, Melan came out first. When we left, we decided to go to the bookstore after the event was over. He just blinked his eyes giving the code, then walked out following Zia's ustadzah who was still showing a look of displeasure towards me.

"what's up??? " thought me. I had to wait while cleaning up the remains of the meeting. Until it is finished cleaning up yet also melan looks out of the house.

"you're not going home" asked one of the other members.

"yes, sister, wait for Melan. They made a promise to go to the bookstore" they left and all went home.

The mosque is deserted, I live alone. But Melan hasn't come out yet, I should have stayed with her at the Ustadzah house. Unfortunately, Rahardian, the son of Zia's ustadzah is at home. Well, somehow we've always been reluctant to meet. There was never a problem between us, but every time we met we always looked away from each other and then left. Whether he or I started first, it just happened and dragged on like no one was reluctant to end with just smiling or saying "hay"

"hayo, daydream what" And it turns out that the wait came too, Melan surprised me.

"long really, crunchy tau"

because he's still related to ustadzah, so I don't question what kept him in that house for so long. Yes, Melan is still Rahardian's cousin, who became my best friend since birth can be said 😃(born when yaaa?? ok continue)

Even though I was so close to Melan, he himself never got an answer to the question I often asked him.

"so to the bookstore? uh, I got some important news" Suddenly his tone rose, then my hand was pulled to leave the mosque immediately.

"important what the fuck, don't tell me about your brother"

"yes, about him? " this time Melan whispered in the ear.

I gasped in shock, amused, or like reluctant to hear the barita. And light it..

"you want to be run over by the ustadzah" Melan began to speak when we had entered her house, our house not far from the mosque.

"whatsss.... what? " so surprised I tripped when I was about to step foot into the house. Fortunately we walked together, so Melan still had time to hold me so as not to fall.

"sloow only neng" Melan said in a mocking tone.

"have it wrong am I the same ustadzah? "

"hayo.. You kidnap people's children yes" Melan even teased.

"meaning" I asked in wonder, like not connecting

"steal people's children, steal their hearts" he hasn't stopped flirting

"what the hell. Cepetan tau know, hunt sought after my mama" I began to urge, because soon adzan magrib reverberated.

"ustadzah said, stay away from his son or you will be run over to the house! "

gedubrak, the instant the book I was holding fell. As I recall I never made any trouble, I never did any neko-neko.

"what does it mean, why is it, what's wrong try? " my question is getting urgent so that Melan immediately explained clearly.

"sister Dian Khan often comes home this late, you do not realize what? "

"yes anyway, I often see him at a glance. Just passing in front, sometimes also fit in the front house"

right opposite to my house is a bude house he also. 3 lined houses are brothers' houses, including one of Melan's houses.

"ustadzah thought Dian often came home because he wanted to see you"

melan's tone was flat, relaxed, because she also knew there had never been a meeting between me and her cousin.

"yes, don't think about it. I also answered yes"

Melan tried to calm me down, because my face looked tense she said.

How not, all this time I was classified as a submissive child, never made a problem. Hated, that word became very disturbing in my brain.

Like getting stunted. Soon I came home, leaving Melan in a room that was either still busy.