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I want taarufan

The next day after college, Leon meets Alzam at his shop. At that time, Alzam even wanted to go home and meet his wife.

“Bang, I want to say something ama you,” said Leon shortly after saying hello.

Alzma was silent for a moment and then asked Leon to sit down first. Not to forget he also asked his employees to bring two glasses of ice kapucino as a companion in this hot afternoon.

“You just got home from campus?” ask Alzam.

The young man just nodded. His sitting posture also looks tense and stiff, with both hands that he hides under the table. It was clearly a nervous look on his face.

Alzam to raise next to his eyebrows because of the crest confused by Leon's far different attitude.

“What's the problem, Yon?” ask Alzam at last.

“Gue wants to ask you something, because only you know the answer to my question, Bang. I'm not sure if it's with someone else,” said Leon.

“Ask what? If I can, I try to help you,” replied Alzam.

“Gue was once heard from Oliv, if you used to be very reluctant to date him, right? Because it can't be the same religion?” ask Leon.

Alzam only answered with a nod of his head, with both arms folded in front of his chest. It seems he knows a little where Leon's question is going at the moment.

“Keep, if in our religion how can we get to know each other with the opposite sex if you can not date?” ask Leon.

“This is the question?” ask Alzam back.

“Iya, why?” ask Leon again.

“Why not ask pas semalem in studies? Why does it the same I get tense kek gini,” asked Alzam again.

“To answer is very difficult, already. I don't want to look silly in front of all worshipers, ” replied Leon.

“Which heart problem is ridiculous anyway, Yon. So-so if we have a crush on girls. Only way to be true. In Islam, there is no such thing as dating. Taarufan,” sahut Alzam.

“Taaruf? What is tuh?” ask Leon.

“The concept is the same dating. Only this taaruf emphasizes the introduction of attitudes and personality through intermediaries. It can be from the family or people who are considered to have good qualifications in assessing people. So no physical contact, just look at the face. Mentok-mentok can only see his photo doang, that's also if the family allows,” explained Alzam.

Leon seemed still unclear with the explanation of the young man in front of him. He even rubbed his chin while digesting Alzam's words.

Then suddenly, Leon kicked the table in front of him, causing Alzam and some people around him to be surprised and turn to him.

“Kalo so, I want to share with Nurul,” said Leon.

“Hah?!” pekik Alzam was shocked.

“Iya, I want taarufan same Nurul,” reset Leon.

Alzam sampe had to take a sip of ice cappucino that had just been delivered by Abas his second shirt. He tried to quell his shock first, before responding to the words of his best friend.

“Bentare. This Nurul we know is not it?” ask Alzam to make sure.

“Who else. Temen I have no name Nurul other than him,” said Leon.

“Ehm... Okay. I was sorry, Yon. I was shocked when you said cake. But, you seriously want to share with Nurul?” ask Alzam to make sure.

“Kalo is not serious, I where maybe until shamed kek gini just for nanya to you, Bang,” replied Leon.

“Hem... But, you know if Nurul is older than you?” ask Alzam.

“Know. He's five years above me. But can't ya? I was horrified, the prophet his wife was fifteen years apart papa,” replied Leon.

“Terus, have you tried to ask her opinion?” ask Alzam.

Leon immediately shook his head. Alzam let out a long sigh seeing the reply of the young man in front of him.

“So, this is one-sided love?” mumbled Alzam.

Breath was heard from Alzam's mouth. The young man again sucked the ice and tried to find a solution to the problem that was facing Leon.

“Maybe I can help a little, it just all depends on you. But before that, I want to ask you to be more active in praying and learning to read your Quran. Meanwhile, Olivia and I will try to set the time to say your intention is to Nurul and her family,” said Alzam.

“So, you really want to help me, Bang?” ask Leon.

“InsyaAllah, Olivia and I are ready to help you become your intermediary. But the rest, it all depends on your own,” replied Alzam.

“Still, Bang. Very thanks. I feel a little relieved to confide in you,” said Leon.

The two young men talked about this again. Leon honestly still hesitates about himself, remembering his dark past before deciding to emigrate.

They chatted long enough for Olivia to call her husband, because it was too late to go home from usual. Alzam also asked Leon to continue the spirit of deepening religious knowledge. At least even if not with Nurul, with whom he has a family, his wife will be able to guide him according to the true religious law.

At night, when Alzam had just finished teaching in his room, he approached the wife who had been listening to the chants of the holy verses of the Quran read by the husband. The young man then approached the woman and gently rubbed Olivia's stomach, which looked bigger and made her movements limited.

He gently kissed the distended stomach, whispering something there. Olivia feelingfully rubbed the husband's jet black mane that seemed still a little wet because of the ablution water.

The young man sat on the edge of the bed and kissed the top of his wife's head deeply.

“Udah laper?” ask Alzam.

Olivia nodded with her sweet smile. Alzam got up and extended his hand towards his wife.

“You eat boiled vermicelli at the end of the road?” bring Alzam.

“Mau,” sahut Olivia enthusiast.

“Yuk,” exciting Alzam.

Both are ready. Olivia never forgot to wear her veil every time she wanted to leave the house or just meet a guest who suddenly appeared in front of her house.

Alzam never paid attention to his wife. When Olivia felt she was ready to come out, Alzam suddenly grabbed a jacket from the closet, and put it on her body.

“Wind of night is not good for pregnant women. Better to wear a jacket to keep warm,” said Alzam.

Olivia smiled, getting the affectionate attention of her husband. The two then rode a matic motorbike to go to the end of the perumnas road, where there were many street vendors, crowded every night.

After arriving there, Alzam found a seat for his wife, and made sure the pregnant woman was comfortable. Afterwards, he ordered the food he had offered Olivia.

After ordering a serving of boiled vermicelli, seafood capcay, and two plates of white rice, Alzam returned to his seat to accompany his wife.

“Mas, who sell cimoles next to the cake open earlier,” said Olivia.

“Mau cimol too?” ask Alzam.

Olivia nodded quickly. Alzam also anxiously rubbed the top of the head of the wife.

“After eating, later we stop by to buy it well,” said Alzam.

“Asiikk... Dede, good dad well,” said Olivia while rubbing her distended stomach.

“Alhamdulillah, Daddy is still blessed with fortune for nyenengin wife's child,” said Alzam while rubbing the wife's stomach.

Not long after, their order arrived. After going through a period of morning sickness that was so torturous in her early pregnancy, now n*fsu eat Olivia is back and can eat a lot as usual.

His body was even more stretched and made his face even more softer.

After finishing the dinner, Olivia still asked for a dessert in the form of a cimol sold next to the tent stall where they had eaten earlier.

They both sit in the chairs provided, while enjoying the atmosphere of the roadside and eating the typical snacks of bandung.

“Liv, last afternoon Leon to the store you know,” said Alzam.

“Siang? Is he not doing it?” ask Olivia.

“Exit from campus max. That's why I came home late this afternoon, ” replied Alzam.

“Ohm... Why would a child go there?” asked Olivia with a mouth full of cimoles.

“She said she wanted to share Nurul,” replied Alzam.

UHUK! UHUK! UHUK!

Instantly, Olivia choked on the powdery chilli spice sprinkled on her cimol, until her eyes watered. Alzam immediately gave him water to drink so that he could relieve his pain a little.

“You're seriously the same one you said earlier, Mas?” ask Olivia.

“Serious lah. Have I ever spoken seriously?” ask Alzam back.

“What? Crazy... really dapet hidayah tuh son,” muttered Olivia.

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