La Tahla Don't Complain

Getting Closer

Farah pov

I walked down the street in silence, walking unsteadily to the Great Mosque where the usual studies were done, dissolved in my own mind so as not to hear the voice of someone calling me.

Assalamualaikum...!

The cheeked young man greeted me

" waalaikumsalam warokhmatullah."

I answered when I realized his existence.

how to daydream while the road anyway is there another problem..?

Ask me what I'm confused about.

he walked beside me, walking down the road to the mosque.

Ooh it's okay - what akhi just again inget - inget hapalan aja.

I answered, smiling awkwardly at him.

I see, how is it that it's been broken..?

then he asked, returning to smile.

Alhamdulillah but yes it is, still often back - behind the verse, hihi.

my answer turned to him at a glance while scratching the nape that did not itch because groggy saw him release laughter.

hahaha is very easy, just write each verse on a small paper later stay in the beginning of the verse repeat about 20 times per verse, or so on, only then insya Allah will not go back - back again his greeting.

her suggestion then, I smiled a quick glance then hurriedly lowered my gaze again when our eyes accidentally met.

oh so, well later I practice after until the mosque aki.

I said, a little wrong.

must it....!

that way is very helpful for me in memorizing during this time, and try always muroja'ah so that the greeting is not quickly forgotten.

the brief chatter adorned our togetherness that afternoon, walking hand in hand to the mosque joking laughter as well as an awkward feeling accompanied the trip that felt so short.

Arriving at the mosque my busy memorization was stopped by the vibrations coming from the phone in my pocket, listed initial someone on the screen of the phone is someone who always vibrates this heart every time I read it.

Assalamualaikum....

Thank you for waiting for the chat and advice that can always make this heart much calmer.

oh yes if there is time tomorrow afternoon how about we go out to eat there I want to ask *A.F*

I smiled down and stole a glance at the young man who was chatting with his friends at the other end.

there is a sense of pleasure in this when rereading the invitation to meet delivered via Chat in one of the chat applications just now.

*Astaghfirullah Farah what did you just think of meeting?

no not*...!

I shook my head to expel the silly thoughts that had perched in my head.

*** La Tahla Don't Complain ***

the twilight still glittering beautifully accompanied the return of the sun that was prepared to be replaced by the moon, I carried my steps rushing towards a caffe place that had been promised by the handsome young man dimpled.

when I got there I circulated a look around the restaurant which was right on the edge of the museum river, a cafe dominated by white tables and wooden chairs lined up along the cafe, lanterns - lanterns hanging over the frame - wooden frames attached to the roof decorated with plants - vines create a garden atmosphere for those who enter it.

in the middle corner there is a complete musical instrument with a super large screen that is commonly used when the cafe holds a watching event together as in the football season at that time.

I walked slowly looking for the figure of the cheeked young man and saw him sitting in the right corner of the cafe coolly looking towards the Besak kuto Fortress right opposite him.

*Assalamualaikum akh...!

" sorry to make aki nunggu lama*. "

I said I started the meeting that afternoon.

*walaikum....!

not okay - anyway I also just came not too long wait* really.

Author pov

fatih welcomed Farah's arrival with a smile, let the girl sit down and start ordering food and they were dissolved in an exciting conversation, so much discussion they talk about starting from the experience of fatih while studying in Al Azhar lessons - lessons he got there also the science of hadith and Quran which he mastered fatih he elaborated with farah.

fatih also as much as possible answer the questions asked farah about Islam, farah enthusiastically listen to all the stories and advice - advice that is spoken from the lips fatih, not long ago - late to the sound of adzan reverberating they decided to stop their chatter and pray in the mosque not far from the place, after praying they decided to go home because the night was getting late.

fatih and Farah walked together along the road to the place where the fatih motorbike was parked.

aki looks like we've learned the lesson today.

thank you for sharing so much knowledge and experience with me.

see you soon aki.

farah said a farewell to fatih who was greeted by the man's smile.The girl now stood right in front of Fatih who circulated the dimpled smile to him.

equally, I am happy to be able to practice knowledge with ukhti especially if the knowledge I share can be useful for the ukhti and others.

their chat was interrupted - between the two trips to the parking lot.

ukthi is okay - what's going home alone..?

tanya fatih slightly scratched her nape that did not itch. intended to offer a ride but was confused how to say it.

it's late ukhti if ukhti let me drive ukthi home.

bargaining finally to the girl before him, Farah who had been bowed since guarding her eyes from the sight of fatih immediately refused the offer of the man, the man, who had been bowed, he knew in his religion that he should not get too close to the opposite sex before he was halal to him and how he could let Fatih take him home.

*Not bother - bother aki..!

let me go home my own home right so far from here, besides I have booked a taxi online earlier*.

he said as he kept his eyes down, he was so aware and afraid he would cross his line if he kept looking at the man.

hmmm well if so, I accompany you to wait until the online taxi arrives.

haggling again, as if reluctant to let the girl out of his sight just like that.

aah do not have to bother, aki go home first soon also the taxi came.

fatih scratched his nape again.

this isn't really papa...?

" he doesn't have to worry. "

farah chimed again, reassuring.

all right, if so..!

with a heavy heart fatih moved to take the key from his pants pocket and turn on his motorbike.

or let me accompany ukthi to home.....?

say fatih again this time answered with a coil in the head of Farah.

" no need to "

farah's refusal for the umpteenth time.

" all right then I'm first ukthi assalamualaikuum... "

waalaikumsalam warokhmatullah......!

at once the man's motorbike shot away leaving Farah who was still standing in place looking at the man's back.after fatih farah stepped out of the cafe waiting for the taxi he ordered.

Author Pov's

Late at night as fatih parked his motorcycle in the garage of the house, he stepped in while whistling and throwing - throw his motorcycle keys into the air. seeing the arrival of fatih ustadz Yashir who was reading a book turned his head and greeted his only son.

just got home..?

sit here first anyone wants to talk to you.

fatih immediately walked and sat down on the seat next to his ashes, shortly ny Fatimah umi fatih approached and joined them.

well the awaited - wait already come bi...!

said Ms. Fatimah while putting a cup of coffee in front of ustadz Yashir, his umya words tickle the curiosity fatih.

abi umi waiting for fatih? what's up bi?

tanyanya.

" yes, you were waiting for "

there's something Abi wants to talk about.

ustadz Yashir started his conversation.

what is bi..?

tanya fatih curious, while Ustad Yashir and Ny Fatimah mutually confused lyrics who will start this conversation. finally ny Fatimah speak up, talk up, he moved closer to his favorite child grabbed his fingers and began to convey his point.

this is abi and umi want to ask at the age of you who stepped on 27 years, you should love abi and umi you are son-in-law son.

are you still not thinking about that..?

Fatih who heard the general question just smiled, there was a sense of uneasiness behind his smile.

umi abi waited for fatih to come home just because she wanted to ask about this..?

geez umi tomorrow morning also umi can ask Fatih, do not have to wait for Fatih to come home this late.

fatih said on the sidelines - between his smile.

umyou're wondering if you can't wait for morning.

said Ustad Yashir who was greeted with a small blow from Fatimah's mother on his thigh.

I can't wait to hear your answer.

added Fatimah.

the intention of the umi, Abi but his soul mate is still in hiding with God mi. has not been loved to fatih "

fatih casually replied making the two parents smile.

What if someone is telling you, son..? do you want to..?

waah if about that mah Fatih follow the word abi and umi aja if according to abi and umi both and fatih like why not mi..!

immediately Fatimah's smile was glaring at Ustad Yashir.

yes, Fatih entered first I was sleepy...!

fatih said as he stood up from his seat and stepped towards his room on the 2nd floor.

after Fatih bu Fatimah and Ustad Yashir continued their conversation.

tuuh mi heard for himself the answer Fatih said it's up to us mi.

ustad Yashir smiled there was a sense of pleasure considering that Fatih had given her full responsibility to choose a future wife for her beloved son.

yes bi, umi has been impatient to choose - choose a ghost.

said Ms. Fatimah laughs her mind has been met with criteria - the criteria of the dream daughter-in-law for fatih.

ouh the umi if you say the origin of the time is chosen son-in-law - choose mi kayak buy mukena aja you mi.

ledek ustad Yashir in reply grin on the face ny Fatimah.

ouch abi means that Umi is a good choice for Fatih bi..! gentle, beautiful sholeha so do not want to choose - choose a beautiful like mukena in the market...! idih abi mah

the Fatih room

Fatih was still laying herself on the bed her hands were stretched wide while breathing in the fresh air that entered through the window of the room that was still open, her eyes glazed to recall her encounter with Farah this afternoon, as soon as his lips pulled a smile he got out of his sleep and grabbed the phone he put on the nightstand near the bed, then he started typing something and immediately pressed the send button on his phone screen.

In addition, where Farah who had just entered his room immediately reached into his pocket to hear the sign of a message coming in on his phone, his eyes immediately sparkled to see the chat sent someone to him.

*Assalamualaikum.....

have you reached home yet..? I'm sorry I didn't drive you home.. *A.F**

instantly the tiny finger of Farah danced back at the message.

waalaikum salam.....

yes I just got home, even this just entered the room, it's okay - what aki anyway not nice to see people if we go home together.

trings...

heard yet another chat message from fatih.

Thank God if you arrive, then,

actually I was not good at letting ukthi go home alone this late, but it's true that ukthi said, it's not nice to see people.id not avoid slander is better than we who started it.

well if so good night ukthi immediately sleep let not be late tomorrow, may the beautiful dream ukthi *A.F*

there was a smile on his lips every time he replied or read the message from the man, his finger immediately replied to the message.

yes aki I will sleep later there are tasks that I must do before going to bed, good night I hope you sleep well thanks for today......

after pressing the send button on the screen of his phone at once Farah also dropped her body in the bag there was a sense of pleasure and also fear in his heart, the pleasure of remembering the more days he got closer to the man and also the fear that he could not resist his desire and accidentally did things that God hated the most like adultery eyes, ear zina or mouth zina.

indeed he never made any physical contact with the man but is not something done with the sense of indirectly is also an act that God hates....?

realizing that she was plagued by long anxiety, Farah immediately moved from her sleep to remove her hijab and then stepped into the bathroom to take ablution and prayer, that is the habit he always does before going to bed as much as possible he prays to complain to the creator god whatever is in his heart, whatever is in his heart, whatever always makes him upset sometimes he tells everything he does all day to his god.

he did his prayer early indeed remember he who had been so sleepy tonight then he decided to pray first then continued with sleep he was afraid if he slept first then he would miss praying at night and passing the day without meeting and telling stories with his god will be a regret in his heart, after praying and telling stories in his prayer farahpun went from his alphabet and sank his face under the covers while closing his eyes and sleeping in peace.

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