Love Me Because of God

Men's Smile

“You are not my first boyfriend, but you are my first love Fatma.!!!” yelled Adit as Fatma walked away.

“Gombal.!” Fatma screamed back as she continued to run away from Adit.

Feeling already far away from Adit, Fatma slowed her pace. Along the way fatma continued chattering without paying attention to the road, “she thought I believed what she said? Who knows if I'm not his first love, only he and God know! So it's easy for him to say that to me. Uhh! Good thing I hold the faith, not tempted by his seduction but.He maniiisss once, handsome, if smile.. Why do I think like this! Iiikhh!”

“Bruk!!” suddenly he hit someone.

“Douh, pain.” complained Fatma.

“Fatma?” a man was standing right in front of him.

“Raka? Em, uh sorry I accidentally. Sorry you're not papa, are you?”

“Ahaha, I'm fine. I should have said sorry. Because I made your head hurt. Sorry about Ma?”

“Hahaha yes papa is my fault too if the road does not use the eyes!”

“Yee, the road does not use eyes but use feet.” Raka smiled.

“Hehe can be you. Uh I'm first yeah, going home. Bye!”

“Eh, wait a minute Ma.” Raka was about to prevent it, but Fatma had already left.

Raka could only pay attention to Fatma from afar. The way Fatma dress is tomboyish but veiled is very similar to Indri Giana as Zahwa in the soap opera pesanten & rock’n roll. Raka smiled still watching Fatma from afar, “you are so beautiful.” softly.

—

“Fatma why did you leave yesterday?” raka asked suddenly while Fatma was in the cafeteria with Ryn.

“Cie, secretly you guys met yesterday. Didn't think I was Ma, you liked the meeting turned out?” goda Ryn suddenly.

“Iih who also met, the person I met yesterday was accidentally met Raka on the road back home from school.” ketus Fatma.

“But Kok Raka asked that, like who had already met. You did meet Fatma, right Ka?” Ryn glanced at Raka.

“No, we accidentally met.” Raka defends.

“Ooo..” Ryn mangosteen.

“Terus?” Fatma glanced at Raka.

Raka was nervous, she thought why also he asked like that to Fatma, “ah yes already, I went to class, dah.”

“Idih why are you a child? It is not clear that the arrival of the kayak jelangkung, play go that way again. The question person has not yet answered Ma.” chirped Ryn.

“Tau akh! To class nyok!” Fatma pulls Ryn's hand towards the classroom.

Until class they sat down.

“Eh Ma, you are still normal right?”

Fatma glanced at ferocious Ryn, “meaning?”

“You don't like any guy?”

“Astagfirullah Ryn, you mean I like the same kind of us what? Idih not that too times, there must be a guy I like.”

“Hehe yes sorry. So you have a girlfriend? Who?” Ryn sumringa.

“Yee who said I had a boyfriend. The date can no longer be, which can be it ta’arufan.”

“Cirain. But you said there was a guy you liked.”

“Indeed.”

“Who?”

“The sweet smile man.” Fatma smiled meaningfully.

“Heh? Who is he?”

“He was...” not finished Fatma spoke suddenly the class bell rang. Before long sir Darman math teacher comes, “Assalamualaikum kids.”

“Wa’alaikumsalam.” replied the children together.

“Let's just the story.” whispered Fatma to Ryn.

In the afternoon Fatma went to the lake not far from her house. Fatma often goes to the lake, she likes to draw there. There he often met Adit, an ITS student. Yes Adit is what he means “The sweet smile man.”

Adit was exactly with his idol artist Dimas Aditya, let alone his smile that made Fatma could not stop imagining it. But he understood thinking of a man who was not a muhrim with a liking was a sin. Therefore, if he is aware he immediately throw away his mind. If Fatma is aware.

“Assalamualaikum Fatma,” saya Adit.

I just thought it appeared in front, hehe..

“Wa’alaikumsalam.” reply Fatma who was sitting in a chair near the lake.

“Sister can't sit here!” Fatma filled the empty space of the chair she was sitting on with her hands.

“Lho why?”

“Just can't. If you really want to sit here let me find somewhere else.”

“I mean I can't sit on your deck?”

“Heu-eum.” humorous Fatma nod.

“OK no papa. But why?”

“We are not muhrim.”

“Haha, so that's the reason. Allright.”

Fatma was silent, not replying to her interlocutor. He took out a painting tool from his bag and started drawing. He tried to be indifferent to Adit, when in fact he was groggy every time he spoke with Adit. Adit only pays attention to what Fatma does.

Fatma felt uncomfortable, but she still tried to be indifferent. He thought about Adit's words yesterday.

“Hey, hey!” Adit woke up his daydream.

Fatma raised her chin, “why yesterday big brother suddenly said so same to me?” the question came out of Fatma's mouth. Eiih keceplosan, ketauan deh again mikirin, hihihi

“Say what?”

Pile up!!! It's a senile man or a mutebelin, where Fatma is already GE-ER

“Gak.” ketus Fatma hunting tengsin.

“Say that you are my first love huh?” tanya Dimas convinced with his sweet smile.

Fatma was silent, already bad mood as well. This Fatma is sensitive, hehe..

“I said like that, because you go straight away just like I came. I thought you would ngeh and come back again if I gombalin like that, hehe.” explained Adit plain bangget, nget nget.

Jem! It's just dreadful, where GE-ER is again. Indeed, the man is very cheap if wooing, fortunately Fatma is not to seduce.. But ugly too

“Ooo so..” Fatma stay cool leave Adit. Precisely cool when not able to stand if it remains there with Adit.

“Eh!” this time Adit who tengsin, ko play go so anyway Fatma. Rasain who told me not to be sensitive to the feelings of Fatma.

—

“Fatma said she wants to know who the guy you like.” asked Ryn as he ate in the cafeteria with Fatma.

“Gak so.” Ketus Fatma.

“Lho is that anyway? Lo kok angry, uh means you have promised.” Goda Ryn.

“A funny know! Who promised, I didn't promise.” denied Fatma.

“You can just take a look at it.” Ryn pouted.

“Hihihi.” Fatma grinning horse.

“Malah laughs, not funny tau!” ryn's turn to snatch.

“Lho is angry anyway? Don't be that dear, don't be that dear.” goda Fatma imitate the song Indra Bekti.

“Come dong story Ma, please.” Ryn.

“Gak akh Ryn, tengsin me.”

“Tengsin why?”

“I just don't like that sweet smile man! I went to class aja.” Fatma went along with Ryn.

“This is the child why the hell, how to turn kayak gini?” think Ryn inwardly while continuing to follow Fatma to class.

In the classroom the children were in a fuss, they were suddenly silent when the teacher's voice sounded from the classroom speakers. The teacher announced the school hours for the day to be over as there will be a teacher meeting. As usual before the children disband the teacher reminded to study at home.

“Horree we go home early!!” the kids are screaming out of class.

“We go for a walk yuk Ma, bete if you go home!” bring Ryn.

“Related if I am at home.”

“Ii you ma so..”

“Biarin!” jutek Fatma's.

“Eh Ma, we go yuk. I bought dinner.” Raka approached Fatma and Ryn who were still sitting on the bench.

“Males ah, take Ryn there. He wants to play again. Yes Ryn.” lyrics Fatma on Ryn.

Ryn smiled sweet-ass, “iya same I am yes Ka.”

“I'm not Fatma you!” reject Raka.

“But Fatma doesn't want to, so I'm just like please.. I want to play.” Ryn.

“Gak.” Ketus Raka's. “Come dong Ma, once this is the same way I, please.” this time Raka who is compassionate on Fatma.

“Udah same Ryn aja there, I again want to rest.” Fatma leaves Ryn and Raka.

Only Ryn still smiled expectantly at Raka. Want to not want Raka finally accompany Ryn to walk to the Mall.

—

“Eh Ka eaten dong food. Do not frown continuously from earlier, bete tau see.” complained Ryn when he and Raka were eating at a FoodCourt.

“Gue will want to go with Fatma, not the same lo. Failed my plan to shoot him.” Raka was still pouting.

“So you like Fatma?! Pantesan yesterday like a melting fitting that you same name him.” Ryn was a bit surprised, but not surprised

“Iya, help me dong Ryn so it can be the same him.” pinta Raka.

“Likes I dong. Anyway you have to help me PDKT same Fatma yes.”

“I can not, anyways Fatma does not like people who speak like betawi tribe like you.” Ryn lied.

“Times anyway?” Raka can't believe it. Yeah, I can't believe Ryn's lying. Hih..

“Iya.” Ryn masang looks so serious, lies again dah xixixi

“Yes, I don't have any more. So help PDKT yes, please please please please.” Raka look very melas.

“Tetep can not, because Fatma already likes other men.” this time Ryn did not lie.

“Who is? The person is one school with us or even classmate?”

“I don't know either, Fatma hasn't told you yet. But it's not like our schoolgirl deh.” continued Ryn.

“They're not done yet, so there's still a chance for me to get Fatma. Help ya.” Raka keukeuh's.

“Stay can't Ka. Fatma was definitely not going to date, she once told me that dating was not allowed. You also know for yourself that he is a tomboy-tomboy also veiled, true muslimah.” Ryn smiled proudly as he gave his right thumb.

“Kok you like there is a reason for me to retreat deketin Fatma.” lamented Raka.

“Sory-sory to say Ka, but that's the truth.” regretted Ryn. “Udah finished his meal. Honey knows, later redundant.” continued Ryn.

“Iya yes.” Raka ate with her laziness.

—

Fatma was about to paint on the lake, but when she almost got to where she used to sit, she saw Adit there. Finally Fatma went to the lake, she decided to return home.

“Fatma wait!” adit shouted from behind.

“Kok you back so, have not sat down too.” continued Adit approached Fatma.

“Duh ngapain again this person, already nyebelin also.” Inner Fatma.

“Hey, answer dong diem aja.” goda Adit.

Fatma writes something in her picture book, then gives it to Adit.

“I'm fasting again by the way!”

Adit raised his eyebrows next door and smiled, “Heh? You just exist. Hahaha.”

Fatma pouted, for her Adit's attitude was not at all funny. It sucks, she's so upset, so upset and so upset. Widiih said Fatma, peace ah

“You know not, you're very funny if you pout like that again. Very tight, serious.” Adit looked at his dear Fatma and returned smiling maanniiisss really, nget, nget, nget!

“Adih Adit your smile is tempting my faith. Did you say I was funny, really?” inner Fatma again, it feels like she almost melted seduced Adit like that.

“It is dong smile, so not only funny but beautiful.” said Adit.

“Who smiles too.” elak Fatma when aware of her daydream that makes her smile herself from earlier.

“Idih said again fasting. Hayo broke his fast, you know.”

“Iiih know akh!” once again Fatma is made. As usual, when he got caught, he ran away..

“Eits where to go?” adit's hand was Fatma's.

“Leasin. We are not.”

“Muhrim, I know.” cut Adit still holding Fatma's hand.

“Fatma, please listen to me. I see something like a love at your eyes. Who is the owner of the love? Please say that he is me!” Adit looked at Fatma deeply.

“You are lie, I dont loved someone any more.” Fatma.

“The lier is you. Please be honest Fatma!”

Fatma was silent, cold sweat started to pour out from her body. Oh my God, this is what it feels like to be close and talk directly to the person he likes.

“I won't let go of your hand before you speak honestly Fatma.” Adit was holding Fatma's hand.

“Let go of my hand first!” pinta Fatma is firm.

Adit finally let go of his grasp, “I'm not sure if I love you. But obviously I like your smile.” shrewd Fatma, she immediately left Adit.

Adit was silent for a while, he opened the previous page of the Fatma picture book that was still in his hand earlier. He saw a painting of his face below that read, “The sweet smile man. Fatma.”

Adit smiled happily, he turned his gaze towards Fatma who was starting to move away.

“Fatma, you are not my first boyfriend but you are my first love, really!” yell Adit.

Fatma turned her head, “I am indeed not your boyfriend, but if I am your first love it may be.” reply Fatma.

—

“Hayo why are you smiling by yourself?” ask Ryn the next day.

“You still want to know who the sweets smile man is?” Fatma asked back.

“Who?” Ryn's interested.

“Name Sister Adit, in ITS students. I met him at the lake where I often paint.” explained Fatma.

“Got very nice huh?”

“No too, but if it's really sweet yes.”

“Emang dia sugar.” chirp Ryn.

“Haha, but really you know he is very sweet especially if the smile.” Fatma's face clearly looks happy.

From a distance Raka watched Ryn and Fatma, she knew exactly what they were talking about. His heart ached hearing what Fatma said to Ryn. Duh pity ya Raka who is patient ya.. 🙁 if the soul mate is not going anywhere, believe me! Hooray.. 😀

“There is no photo, I want to see.” pinta Ryn.

“No but I have the painting. Uh wait, my picture book is the same as her. Gawaat, die me!”

“Kok can?”

“Yesterday I met him at the lake and blah, blah, blah.” Fatma told Ryn the incident yesterday shyly.

“Haaahh so sweet, so you guys made it?” Ryn somewhat whispered looking at Raka as if paying attention to them.

“Yes, I don't want to date.”

“Terus?”

“Keep what?”

“No ending dong, no exclamation.”

“No ending, but no ending.”

“I don't understand.” Ryn's forehead shrivels.

“No ending yet, because I'm still living an episode of my life.”

“What do you mean, to the point aja de Ma. Ribet tau!” Ryn was getting upset.

“I'm not going to date Adit's sister, because I don't want to date. So the ending isn't made, but if I'm married. That's the ending.”

“Lama dong.”

“Who said cepet?”

“Indeed you want to marry Adit?”

“Don't know.” Fatma shrugged her shoulders.

“The feeling of a person is nothing eternal. I may not like Adit anymore, because he sometimes sneeze. And most importantly, God's secret match may be my soul mate is not brother Adit.” continued Fatma.

“But you're like a new twilight also mengombalin him.”

“That is a woman, where perhaps her heart is not touched in the slightest if it is seduced like that.”

“Beeuh.” Ryn.

“Haha, I enjoy every episode of my love journey according to his screenplay.” Fatma smartass, hehe..

“Tau akh I got dizzy with your talk.” Ryn opened the textbook and started reading, Fatma just smiled.

Fatma's school came home to find someone sitting on the porch of her house. That person is Adit.

“Hai, assalamualaikum Fatma.” saya Adit.

“Wa’alaikumsalam. What's the matter brother here?” ask Fatma nervously.

“Mau restore this,” Adit give picture book on Fatma. “Your painting is very good, especially the model I.” continued Adit sweet-ass, hihi is very sweet

Fatma immediately took her picture book, her cheeks red knowing Adit had seen what she was painting. “Thank you, sister can go home now.” said Fatma pretended to be indifferent.

“You're sure you don't love the person you painted?” ask Adit suddenly.

Duh, why do I have to talk about that again. Fatma was feeling troubled. For a moment he was silent, thinking. “Yes I'm not sure, because that feeling is never lasting. So I don't want to be too early to argue that I love my sister. After all we will not know what will happen to our hearts even a minute later.” replied Fatma firmly, pretentious means, hehe peace ah..

“You are right Fatma, but feelings can be demanded to be eternal by marriage.” Adit looked at Fatma for the umpteenth time.

Fatma is weakest when she is stared at like that, she is down. “Indeed, then what do you want?”

“Making ending.”

Fatma stunned, “ta, ta.. But.”

“Yes I know, however I am a human being can not make an ending just like that. Since it was God's scenario that happened and you, I had to continue playing it in the live episode.”

Fatma wondered why Adit seemed to know his way of thinking all along.

“But if only you were not a High School boy, it might be that your love journey scenario is ending right now.”

“Call brother meant?” Fatma pretended not to understand.

“If you have graduated High School, I will apply for you right now. Because I know you don't want to date.” Adit's a little closer to Fatma, Fatma speechless.

“Two days ago I graduated, and now I am going to Japan to work and continue the master program. Actually I came here to say goodbye. I hope God makes a scenario where we will be reunited in the next episode of life. And may God have designed a wedding scene for us.” Adit sighed for a moment, “I say goodbye now.” continued Adit while moving from the presence of Fatma.

Fatma turned around, “wait, who exactly is sister? Why do you seem to have known me for a long time, but I was the first to pay attention to brother.”

Adit turned his head, “Muhammad Aditya, the older brother of Ryn Aditya. Now you know why I seem to have known you for a long time.” Adit passed by with his sweet smile.

While Fatma tried to neutralize her feelings. Could Adit have told Ryn a lot about him?