Love of a Ustadz

Ulma

Ustadz Azmi came home from the mosque, as he was about to turn towards the house, Habil's voice called out to him.

Dea looked at her husband from behind the window. However, the conversation between the two did not last long. Ustadz Azmi decided to say goodbye first to Habil.

Arriving at the door, Ustadz Azmi uttered wrongly in a rather small voice. He thought that his wife had gone to bed first. But suddenly he was startled by Dea's voice.

"What was that."

"Not sleeping, Dek?" ask ustadz Azmi a little surprised.

"I was nemanin Ulma's sister." Answer Dea.

"Nemanin Ulma what's up, Dek?"

"Sleep, I haven't answered my question." Desperate Dea.

"Habil's driving to town tomorrow."

"Huh? Why try" Dea protested.

"Nemanin' him Deck, I can." Ustadz Azmi stared at Dea expectantly.

Dea nodded quickly. "By the way, there's Ulma who's also my nemanin."

"Only all day Dek, will not spend the night there." said Ustadz Azmi

"Good dong then," Dea smiled happily.

"Night come to sleep." Take ustadz Azmi.

"Come on."

***

At dawn Dea woke Ulma to fulfill his duty as a Muslim. Ulma kneels, and goes to the mosque.

After the completion of Ulma prayer did not immediately go home, he spoke for a moment with Yuli and Umma Sila.

"Where's Dea?" Ulma looked around and found that Dea was no longer beside her at this time.

"Adea was gone, you didn't see." Yuli.

"Jude, I'm ahead." Pamit Ulma in a hurry.

Brucks.

Inadvertently Ulma hit someone from behind, "I'm sorry I accidentally."

"Nothing" the man turned his body.

Deg.

Ulma's heart beat again when he saw that the person who accidentally hit him at this time was Habil. He quickly covered his face with the face he was wearing.

"Thank you, I'm sorry. Assalamu'alaikum," said Ulma and left Habil.

Habil stared at Ulma's departure with a smile engraved on his lips.

"Why smile for yourself?" Ask ustadz Azmi who was standing near Habil.

"It's okay." Habil answered briefly, leaving Ustadz Azmi.

***

Ulma had been at Dea's house for a week, during which she was able to meet Habil. Almost every day he could see the man's face.

Ulma had been amazed by Habil ever since Habil helped her that afternoon. Ulma was straightforward, so without a second thought he met Habil. And tell the truth.

"What's? how fast can you like me Yirah." Habil shook his head in disbelief.

"Rubber, I like you."

"Maybe you just admire me." Denying Habil.

"Amused by the same thing as love for someone, have you ever dated?"

Habil shook his head quickly, due to the fact that until he was 26 years old, he had not been dating at all. "I've never been in a relationship, Yirah. But I can tell the difference. Because I'm not a child."

"You ever heard of no, when teenagers say they only love monkeys?" tanya Ulma took a deep breath.

"Once," answered Habil firmly.

"Love teenage children are often called monkey love, but without our knowledge there are many teenagers who are serious in fighting for his love. Even to their lives."

Habil was silent, he understood what Ulma meant.

"That's all I have to say, I'll say." Ulma turned her body.

"Don't copy what you just said, Yirah." It is true that today there are teenagers who commit suicide because of a breakup. Go viral on social media.

Ulma stopped her steps, smiling faintly. "I'm not that crazy, all I've just said is a parable. Teenagers can fight for love, especially me?"

Habil laughed, accidentally his eyes met in a line with Ulma's eyes. He quickly shifted his eyes.

"Why laugh?" Sergey Ulma did not accept.

"You've only been 20 years, haven't you? Does not fall into the adult age category."

"Just like, it'll be another year." Denying Ulma.

"Yes" Habil relented.

"So how?"

"Your journey is still long, focus on education first."

"Hm ..." Deheman Ulma passed away leaving Habil.