Karma Love

Hijab

Today Syila is back in college, Fanya hugs her telling her the things she went through during college without Syila. The lonely, the confused, who no one re-teaches him when he does not understand the explanation of the lecturer, who eats himself, who goes to his own library. Syila until sleepy when in the park Fanya continues to tell stories.

Syila also had to pursue the lessons she missed during the permit. And when it was time to go home a lecturer and the owner of the campus called him to his room.

''Father called me ?'' Ask Syila.

''Arsyila Princess ?'' Ask the lecturer.

''Yes, sir.''

''There are those who want to meet you, ''' the lecturer showed a husband and wife of the same age as his father and mother. Syila was confused, Syila did not know them. The lecturer passed by leaving the three of them.

''Syila ya ?'' Ask a woman.

''Yes Madam, what is the need to find me, and who are you ?''

''We were parents of Samuel.''

'Ehhh what's the matter looking for me, isn't Sam languishing in jail as Fanya said. Sam was still healthy, he wasn't obsessed with me and then told his parents to propose to me.' Syila's mind imagines everywhere.

''Son, please forgive Sam, please withdraw the charges against Sam. He was already sorry.'' The woman who claimed to be Sam's mother began to tear up. Syila was confused.

''What does Madam mean ? Why ask me to drop the charges ? Even I know Sam's in jail from my friend.''

The two parents looked at each other. They did not know that the one who knelt their son was not Shila, but the Emperor. Sam's own business partner.

''You know, Sam's in jail for cooperating to harass a woman ?'' Ask Dad.

''Ahhhh.. Really ? I just found out the details.'' Honestly Syila because when Fanya told about Sam, Syila did not ask with details.

Syila did not want to remember the bad events that happened to her a few days ago. But these two parents indirectly reminded him.

''And the victim is you, son, '' said Sam's mother.

''Aren't you the victim of harassment a few days ago ? If it wasn't you who reported and sued those thugs who else ?'' Now Sam's father spoke up.

Syila was digesting their sentences, a few seconds Syila could only digest. 'So Sam became the mastermind of what happened to me.'

Syila suddenly stood up from her seat in disbelief, smothering her own mouth that wanted to shout at Sam's parents.

After being able to master himself Syila spoke up.

''I'm sorry Mr and Mrs, if it was me who reported and sued Sam, I don't want to revoke him either, let Sam learn from his mistakes. And what Mr and Mrs need to know is that I am not the one who threw your son into the cell. So I guess you guys got the wrong address.''

'Whoever throws the thugs and Sam in prison may you be happy always and healthy always.' Syila just prayed for someone she didn't know.

''Then who is it ? He has great authority, the police said.'' Sad Mother Sam.

''I'm sorry Madam, but it's not me, I was unconscious myself. Ohh.. Ja.. I was helped by a man. Maybe that guy. I don't recognize him myself. So yes I think our meeting is over here. I don't want to deal with Sam anymore.'' Syila immediately left after bowing her respects to the older person, without waiting for Sam's parents' approval again.

Syila recalled how the thugs approached her, touched the skin, and looked so disgusting that they even managed to tear the shirt right off her arm, exposing a shoulder she had never even shown.

Syila came home from campus straight to the hijab shop that she accidentally passed.

'Looks like I really need this thing.' Syila by holding one of those pretty hijabs.

'I myself was confused, what made Sam so hate me, I think from the beginning I had rejected it well and did not give it hope. Anyway what good am I from the other women.' Shila war with her own mind.

***

And from that moment Syila followed the style of Fanya that is hijab, even she uses a hijab that extends long covering her chest.

Syila accidentally nudged a stuffed rabbit from Dika, before Dika left for service at that time.

The atmosphere that had improved a little now began to cloud again.

''Hi Lord Rabbit, would you also be sad if I return you to your Master ?'' Syila asked as she hugged the doll.

''Even I already considered you as my friend, how could I possibly have to let you go, I would definitely be sad.''

''But if you stay here, it also makes me sad, because you remind me of Dika. Which now he doesn't remember me at all.''

Just let this doll stay with me. It's just a doll, after all I don't want to see Dika back.

That night Shila rested, resting her mind and heart.

'I miss sleeping with Mom and Dad.'

***

The next day Syila went to college with her new appearance, initially all normal, until they realized that what they were seeing was Syila, the woman who had rejected Sam clearly.

The one who doesn't like it, scorns it more. And not a few adore him. Syila's face was increasingly radiating her aura. But Syila even looks uncomfortable when the center of attention of the campus residents.

He walked with his eyes down. 'What else is wrong with me. They just wanted to judge me.'

Syila sent Fanya a message, saying she was in the cafeteria having breakfast.

''Hi..'' Sapa Syila immediately sat in front of Fanya.

''Hi too.'' Fanya replied without turning her eyes to the red-fisted meatball.

And when Fanya raised her head to look at the face of the sweeper, the meatballs that had just entered her mouth came back out, rolling onto the table near Syila's hand.

''Only !!! You are disgusting !!!'' Syila slightly shouted raising her arms far away.

Fanya is still in enchanted fashion, How beautiful !! Really !!''

''The fruit !! Don't tell me after this you like me, if you do, then I reject you. Really.'' Syila cut her face.

Fanya realized, You are, I am still normal who likes the opposite sex, but you have any wind what looks like this ?''

''Nothing, I just want to change myself for the better.'' Syila smiled sweetly.

''I'm proud !!'' Only so Fanya's answer.

Syila did look even more beautiful by covering all her body, and she was also comfortable with her current appearance. Because from there, people who used to approach him just to talk stale or just look for attention, now everything looks awkward.

'Why do you think today to wear it yes, should be long ago I use this hijab. It's very comfortable.'

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