Love of Muhallil

In grebek

Haya opened her eyes and looked around. Not that there was a Father and Mother who were caressing her full of tenderness. Why change now? Where are mom and dad now? I don't want to go back to the real world.

The real world, which is able to make Haya's heart sad and stirred.

"Dad___Mother___, Haya kangen." Haya nodded without a sound. Haya can hear the sholawat chant that is turned so softly, Haya's heart is getting crushed to hear the sholawat chant that is so heartbreaking.

Allahuma Sholli sholatan kamilatawasalim shaman taman a la Sayidina muhamadiniladzi____Dst

Sholawat chanting cools the heart, the strains of sholawat that so calm the heart of anyone who hears it. Haya turned his head and did not find the Ijah or Ahmad Faiz bik there.

There was only a cell phone lying around, playing sholawat songs on the table, a cellphone that was still unfamiliar to Haya.

"Where is Ahmad Faiz, why hasn't he come yet?" Lirih Haya and try to sit from his lying position.

Klek_____

"Mom's up?" Bik Ijah approached and commented a smile. Haya nodded and smiled.

"Bik, where is Ahmad Faiz?"

"Oh__ mas Ahmad Faiz was in front, Ahmad Faiz was chatting with me. How's Mom, do I need to call you?"

"Oh no bik. No need!" Haya is embarrassed, what the hell is this? Why did Haya start to like the existence of Ahmad Faiz.

"The doctor said earlier, Mother this afternoon can go home," explained bik Ijah.

"Can I go home?" Haya was so happy.

"Yes Ma'am, and said Mr. Niko, I have to accompany my mother for a while at the house of the present Mother," once again bik Ijah asserted, that Haya will continue to fight alone.

Haya closed her eyes, a jolt again struck Haya's entire heart that was almost shattered. A house to return to, it's a mansion but like a prison for Haya. For what is a luxurious and beautiful house, if in it there is only loneliness and nothingness?

"Mother mari__?" Bik Ijah holds Haya's hand, to quickly help Haya change clothes.

Haya complied and followed the bik Ijah into the bathroom, to quickly dress up.

"I can do it myself, bik," Haya went into the bathroom and quickly changed her clothes by herself.

Haya pecked her face at the mirror, pale face and glum.

"Am I this bad? how can my life be as bad as my face?" Haya monologues with a mirror in front of her, a face that is not as beautiful as it used to be.

A few moments quiet.

"Bu__!" Call Bik Ijah from behind the door. Because bik Ijah felt Haya was too long in the bathroom, bik Ijah was afraid Haya why-napa.

Haya smiled bitterly and immediately opened the door. After making sure there are no more tears.

"Sorry old, bik?" Haya has a cheerful face, though full of lies.

"It's okay, Mom,".

Slowly Haya walked. Haya saw Ahmad Faiz turning off the sholawat chant on his cellphone, with a smile Ahmad Faiz was waiting for Haya on a special sofa in the room Haya in the swamp. The VVIP room that Niko ordered, was indeed a quality that need not be doubted.

"Mas____" call Haya.

"Eh is ready. Let's dik__?" Ahmad Faiz stepped on his feet. Open the door and let the Ijah bik hold Haya's hand.

"Come in?" Ahmad Faiz opened the car door and told Haya to come inside.

She smiled and got into the car. In his heart Haya said, monologuing, even cursing himself.

The car also drove very slowly, towards the minimalist house owned by Haya. Haya should be happy, Haya should smile, because she has healed and can move again. But all lies, in fact Haya is not happy at all.

It didn't take long, it only took ten minutes they had arrived. Haya is still led by Ijah's bik to enter the house. Ahmad Faiz didn't touch him at all, what a great man, didn't he!

"Mas stop by first?" tawar bik Ijah's. Bik Ijah was so fond of the nature of Ahmad Faiz who was polite and fun when he was invited to chat.

"But, bik?" Ahmad Faiz hesitated and looked up at the sky. It was getting dark, the sun had sunk into the dispute.

"It's already wanted Maghrib mas. No good Maghrib on the road. Come on in the house, Maghrib prayer first? then we'll have dinner together. Later bibik masakin deh," bik Ijah offer Kindness.

Ahmad Faiz also followed the speech of Ijah's bik, to meet at the house of Haya. At least Ijah's attitude makes him miss the attitude of the mother in the village.

"Will you sit down, man?" haya Tawal, Iirih.

"Thank you."

"Mas, what do you want to drink?" Bik Ijah offered.

"No need, bik. Thanks"

"Make tea, bik." pinta Haya.

Bik Ijah made warm tea for the three of them, then put it on the table in the living room.

Allahu Akbar Allahu Akbar

The Adhan on Ahmad Zein's mobile phone reverberated, following the sound of the Adhan in the mosque around Haya's house.

"Have entered Maghrib, mas can numpang pray?" Ask Ahmad Faiz.

"By dong mas. Let me take you, "haya took Ahmad Faiz to meet the prayer room, and pointed out where Ahmad Faiz could take the water.

"Didn't you pray, so we can worship?" Ahmad Faiz asked.

"I___, ah Mas go first. I'll follow." replied Haya a little stuttering.

"Well, do you pray first?" Ahmad Faiz immediately took ablution and established three rakaats.

Haya again sat in the middle room with Bik Ijah.

Tring___

There's a courier delivering your clothes." Niko.

Bik Ijah also replied to the message as soon as possible. Just a little late can be cut off salary bik Ijah.

"Good, sir." send.

"Mom, auntie took a shirt?"

Bik Ijah went away for a while, Haya was astonished.

"Take where?"

"Finding courier at Janmart, Mom."

"Why didn't the courier come here? Why do we need to be at Janmart? The location of the house can be found, tell the courier, that the aunt is waiting at home, give me the address of this house?" Haya Resolute.

"Not knowing Mom. It must be so!"

"Can't be so bik. It was the responsibility as a courier loh," Haya felt the courier was not right, shirking responsibility, as a package kang.

"Yes the ma'am. But, yes, ma'am, I say yes? Kasian if the courier waits for the bibik later."

Haya, who initially objected, finally nodded in agreement. Although there was a strange feeling in his heart. Haya looks at the phone and stares at the photo of Attar's face on his cell phone, there is no notification from Niko.

"His dear Mother, miss mother?" Haya sent a voicemail, with a longing smile.

Typing...

"Attal uga angen mother," Attar's voice made Haya a little relieved. The longing that is stirring slowly treated, even if only limited to sound.

"Ih very much reply," said Haya with a smile, and happy.

Tok____tok__

The sound of the door on the knock was very rude.

"Bik Ijah why is knocking on the door so rude, anyway?" Haya stood up and headed towards the main door to open her.

Chequek..

Haya glared at the sight of many people crowding in front of her house. Haya stuttered to find that many people.

"What's up, sir?" Haya asked an RT, with a worried face.

"We got a report, if you're alone with a man who's not the mother's husband in this house? Or his term kumpul keb*." Firmly a man, who is likely the head of RT.

"What does RT mean? I'm not alone but three with Ijah's bik. Anyway it's slander, it's not true." Haya hung up her sentence, Haya remembered that she was both in the house with Ahmad Faiz. Isn't bik Ijah leaving, ah why is it like this?

"All right, sir. This guy like him where do I want to be? Must be a good man, hewa* kayak behavior, get together here." Shouted a citizen.

"What are you talking about? Please take care of it?" Ketus Haya does not like, her pride feels trampled.

"She's right, sir!" exclaim the other citizens.

"Get out the woy, do the talking inside. Scared huh?"

Haha

Hihahi

"Coward!" Shouted the other young man.

Three tall, large men quickly entered to find Ahmad Faiz. Ahmad Faiz who just finished praying was shocked, when he met three men who suddenly dragged him out of the house.

"Sorry sir, what's going on?" asked Ahmad Faiz confused, who was full of silence turned into an unexpected boisterous.

"Later also know." the big man said with a sigh.

Ahmad Faiz was dragged in a crowd of people.

Bugh_____

"Stop, stop. Not on the vigilante." Firmly mr RT.

"hu____" Cheered some of his other residents.

"Well, I'm sure this sir, the restless younger generation, loves to gather kebo." Cynic a julid's mothers.

"Astagfirullahal adzim___, what is this mother talking about? Me and Dik Haya did nothing. I just went to prayer and dinner together. We are not only two but three of us" Ahmad Faiz said.

"Where's the other one? there's no."

"The other is shetan hahaha." shouted one of the fathers.

"Hu____" shouted the mothers who were gathered and looked cynically.

Haya and Ahmad Faiz were silent. It feels free to talk to citizens who are too much so, especially being ignited emotions. One sentence would be a thousand words of answer.

"Well, sir!" Calling someone citizen.

"Yes right, sir." replied the other father.

"Sorry sir, we can't. It's a misunderstanding. We will get married, but not now and this is not the way" Ahmad Faiz refused.

"Whatever the reason is better your relationship in halal right. Than in time and even do mischief. Not only you are sinners, but we are all affected, I beg you to be cooperative" said Mr. RT.

Haya cried___, Just got out of the hospital. Trouble has come again, what is this problem? why was the ordeal so happy to come to him.

Why did Ijah go at a time like this? What the hell is going on? Haya willing if you have to marry Ahmad Faiz, but this is not the way.