
Exactly adzan magrib I entered the boarding gate.
"safe, deserted. At least I don't have to face Billal for tonight. There must be many questions and it feels reluctant to answer" I murmured inwardly as I walked into the pavilion home.
"assalamu'alaikum" the door of the house opened but I did not see anyone in front. Maybe Siska was waiting for me, I thought.
After taking one step forward I could see someone sitting on the couch holding a yasin book, or something.
"ummi" greeted me with surprise. Tumben ummi was here at a time like this.
"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Kid, Kayra. You all right? finally you come home too" he asked enthusiastically as he hugged me briefly and then surveyed my entire body.
"Kayra well ummi, what is it? " i asked back to see the attitude of ummi who was so worried.
"alhamdulillah then. Why did you come home this late? your phone also can not be contacted" said Ummi full to worry.
Why is it that Ummi who is worried excessively like this, the intention of the heart just wants to avoid his son.
"batrenya run out ummi, Kayra forgot not to charger mobile phone last night" answer what else I can give besides this.
Hearing my conversation with ummi Siska coming out of the room. It's just not as worried as ummi.
After making sure that it was okay, ummi left us for the congregational prayer.
"crazy, really cool you make children the same mother in the fog Kay" said Siska as soon as I entered the room.
"huh, you mean? " of course I don't understand what Siska is saying. I haven't even turned on my phone yet.
"you don't know, how many times have Billal come here just to check, you've gone home or not? It was like a walking iron. Finally, before the ummi magrib waiting here. Next to the hand hold the phone, hold the phone. Next to the hand again hold the yasin book or whatever, briefly teach a little nelp. That's it until you come" Siska said enthusiastically while occasionally demonstrating the position of ummi.
Really want to laugh. If only that concern only applied to Billal. Why do you know, so feel a little guilty.
"is that Sis? " i asked in a funny tone. It would be impolite if I really laughed at him.
"you are this, Don't-don't... You are intentional huh? " Siska started asking in an interrogating tone.
"ustad Billal is nyebelin. His only intention was to avoid Ustad Billal. Males just go home with all the people" I lightly told Siska.
"well, you missed one news. You know, that afternoon ummi nemenin I'm here. While talking about his son" Siska said to make me sit back, after I had previously intended to go to the bathroom.
"about what, don't crita if it doesn't matter" males really feels like hearing the name called.
"about you Kayra" was in the child's confatin, now what about me, I became more curious.
"clear story" wants to hear the story of Siska, but also want a piece of prayer maghrib.
"ustad Billal likes you. And intend to make your marriage se.ce.pat.nya" I understand with the intention of Siska spelling and emphasize on the last word.
"ummi knows it all. So you get ready. "this time Siska's speech hangs.
I can only scratch my two eyes. Still can't believe what I've heard.
"what happens Siska, what happens?????? " my head immediately felt dizzy next to me. This news moreover, why does my world have to be like this? Really, out of a cage of sorts, into a Lion's cage.
"according to ummi, Billal's ustad does have advantages. can observe, investigate someone from my behavior, speech, body language is the main thing. Several times ummi caught ustad Billah watching you with a different look. Until finally ummi urged asking ustad Billal, and Ustad Billal admitted it all" Siska had been at the end of his sentence. And I, I can't think at all.
I don't know, I don't understand, I..... Why should I go back to being like this? Didn't I just feel so calm in my life. Why does it have to go back to this way? I haven't even had a chance to tell Siska my happy news.
"Siska... What did you just say was real? did I not hear wrong? do I. "I hold my head. It feels so grim.
"My head hurts Sis" I tried to fight what I just heard. I wish it hadn't really happened. It's like a nightmare, but I haven't slept.
"patience Kay, istigfar. Return it all to God. Nothing would happen without God's will" Siska patted me on the shoulder as she hugged me from the side.
I nodded at Siska's advice this time, tumben bener advised him.
"solat first yok. Still strong do not take Wudhu" he asked back.
With heavy steps I stood in tandem with Siska towards the bathroom to take ablution.
"bikin relax Kay. If ustadz Billal doesn't say anything, you pretend you don't know" Pinta Siska.
I nodded again. I really wish this never happened. I remember exactly how Ustadz Billal looked at me. It feels like skin, can't wart. Want to move it feels like all stiff bodies. I feel frozen.
How would I face him if this happened. Do I still have the courage that I had this afternoon on campus?
Siska and I went back to the room. We pray together but alone.
While on my last bow I heard the sound of someone entering the courtyard of the pavilion home. Who else if not Billal's ustadz voice. But he was not alone, there was an ummi voice accompanying.
Deg
instantly my heart felt ungodly. It feels like it wants to be tried, even though it has not felt the name doing the thesis.
I immediately hugged Siska when we had both finished praying.
"i'm scared" I whispered softly.
"not to be afraid, you didn't make a mistake. Rest assured, ummi is a wise mother" Siska gave me encouragement.
I definitely dragged Siska to accompany me out of the room.
This time with a different look. Worry is seen on the face of Ustadz Billal.
"Kayra are you okay? " ask ustad Billal open the conversation, but I haven't sat down. Then ummi grabbed my hand to sit next to him.
"you don't have to fear Kayra, Billal is wrong. Ummi had scolded Billal" said ummi.
"ayo Billal, now talk to Kayra" turns out Ustadz Billal's mama's son too.
"may I speak alone ummi" pinta ustadz Billal. While looking in another direction.
"No. You only make Kayra afraid to talk to her" ummi refused her son's request. I can guess where this conversation is going. And it seems like everything really happened that Siska just told me.
"are you still ashamed of the ummi"
And someone who glanced at it seemed to realize. Then Siska resigned to take a night class at the mosque.
I was just speechless hearing all the stories of Ustadz Billal. Just like I heard from Siska. He finally admitted too.
"scary love" my inner.
"starting up like this, what if actually living together, can the inner pressure of each day maybe??? " When I heard ustadz Billal speak, I didn't want to lose either. Trying to deny in your heart.
If only there were no ummi, if only he was not much older than me, if only he was not an ustadz, if only he was not my teacher. Maybe a long discussion has already taken place.
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