Love In Pesantren's

Fevers

The fear of Hulliyah became real, the father came with great anger that afternoon. A red face extinguished, sharp eyes as sharp as a blade, the veins on the tense forehead harbored an enormous anger.

Hulliyah who opened the door was helpless. The father jerked his hand and pulled him out of the house.

"Dad ... freelancing Well."

Hulliyah thrashed without energy because it was too shocked by the arrival of the father.

Mr. Darmono and Bu Salamah came out because they heard a little commotion.

"Sir, let's talk sir! Don't do this!"

Mr. Darmono spoke as softly as possible. But Hulliyah's father did not crush him and pulled Hulliyah's hand even tighter.

Some neighbors began to appear watching the scene like a drama show. Hulliyah began to cry resignedly, indeed this is the consequence he will get for breaking the rules of the father.

When the father started his motorbike and told Hulliyah to sit behind him, Haqi came.

Haqi immediately got out of his car and approached them.

"Why ... Father, let the Sypa be here! I'm her husband."

Haqi's words just now ignited the father's anger.

"It's over with my patience! I was just trying to test your sincerity, but in fact you failed the test. I take my son back, I won't hand him over to a man like you!"

"But Sypa my wife! I'm entitled to him, you have no rights anymore."

Haqi could not control his words anymore, let alone when he saw Hulliyah crying and becoming a spectacle of many people.

"If you're serious about your remarks, you should have quickly qualified as I wanted yesterday. My patience is over, I take back my son."

The father got back on his bike and started the engine. Hulliyah resigned and looked at her husband and father-in-law with sadness. There are many apologies that Hulliyah cannot say.

Finally Hulliyah led the father away from the crowd, leaving behind an unwilling Haqi.

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Haqi and his parents have now entered the house. They sat on the couch, trying to calm themselves.

Haqi leaned against the back of the sofa while closing his eyes, this complicated as he faced a problem.

"After this what are your plans?" ask Mr. Darmono.

Haqi shook his head still with his eyes closed.

"You take another Sypa Qi!" The voice of Mrs Salamah now seems to be shaking.

"It is not that easy Mi, hard fought hard the results are not good," said Mr. Darmono.

Haqi was still in his initial position, still with his thoughts. Just sipping a drop of happiness is now happy that only a drop of it evaporates without rest.

Hulliyah's pale face was also the roar of tears that he had seen was always shadowed by Haqi every closed his eyes. Haqi realized that he had chosen the wrong move, now which path should he take?

Haqi is confused.

When the night greets with a dense sky above it without stars. Haqi was still pensive on the porch of his house, Haqi began to think of how to melt his in-laws' hearts from the start. Stealing the heart of in-laws is harder than catching a fly.

The shadow of Hulliyah and her cries always filled her mind.

I'm sorry Sypa, I made you cry.

"Qi ...."

The mother appeared in the doorway.

Haqi confirmed his sitting position and let Bu Salamah sit beside him.

"Follow your heart! Defend the Sypa at all costs! Ummi likes your wife, she's a good boy and worth fighting for. Abi and Ummi are behind you, son."

Haqi was only able to fall silent, Haqi really could not do more.

"Ummi will accompany you here until your business is done. While Abi tomorrow has to return to Palembang there is urgent work."

Haqi nodded in understanding.

"Mi, forgive Haqi huh. Haqi has put Ummi to shame."

Salamah folded her forehead in wonder at her son's words.

"Ummi never felt humiliated, Ummi was always proud of you son."

Haqi smiled amidst his astonishment.

The late night made their conversation have to end. Haqi and Bu Salamah went back inside the house to rest.

I don't know, did they fall asleep well after this afternoon?

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Haqi's thoughts drifted in a week back where in this room he and Hulliyah spent the night together blending in loving love. Now it's all just a pseudo-brimless shadow.

Haqi was happy to see Hulliyah's smile and Haqi was hurt to see Hulliyah's tears. Is this the feeling of love?

Haqi closed his eyes hoping that all this would end up like a dream that would disappear when he woke up from sleep.

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After a night of restlessness, today Haqi continues to teach. At school he met Ustadz Zamzam. Haqi told him all the events that had happened to him.

"Come from here you go to Pesantren! Maybe Hulli's still there."

The advice of the friend was taken vigorously by Haqi.

According to the advice of Ustadz Zamzam, Haqi went to the Pesantren.

Haqi headed to Mama Haji's house first. There, Bi Haji and santriwati were talking.

"Mama's gone, son."

So said Bi Haji shortly after allowing Haqi to sit down.

"Look Bi, is there a Sypa? I want to meet" said Haqi.

"Hulli took his father home last night, Hulli had a fever last night. So we let him go home."

"Sypa fever?"

Haqi was a little panicked.

"Yes, his father did not come here, he said Nak Haqi allowed Hulli to stay in Pesantren. Hulli hasn't been in the cobong he's fainted, probably exhausted. Her body was hot last night, kept taking her home with her father. Ibi thought I told you the same, Son Haqi."

The instant Haqi's body went limp, hearing Hulliyah being sick was like something pulling a soul from within him.

Haqi immediately said goodbye and rushed forward his car to Hulliyah's hometown. There was nothing else he was thinking about other than Hulliyah at this moment.

Is Hulliyah okay?

Will father-in-law allow him to meet the Hulliyah he no longer thinks.

One thing is for sure, Haqi hopes Hulliyah is fine.

Haqi drove his car through the hot sun, he wanted to meet his wife immediately, making sure Hulliyah was okay.

Tiredness and soreness in his hands due to driving without stopping ungubrisnya.

Ahead of Ashar, Haqi arrived at the expanse of the tea garden. Haqi walked quickly which was a little running. Want to quickly meet Hulliyah just Hulliyah.

In the courtyard of Hulliyah's house looked like a teenager was sweeping, Haqi came up to him.

"Dec, is there a Teteh?"

Yes, the teenager is known Haqi is the younger brother of Hulliyah.

Hulliyah's sister nodded doubtfully, then with one move she spread her hand intending to block Haqi's move.

"So don't come in! I'll be angry again, I don't want to see you angry."

"Sister just wants to see the state of the Tethes."

"Nobody will let you set foot here!"

The sound that was sourced from the direction of the house, made Haqi fixated.

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Enjoy the groove yes 🤗