Mahabbah Love Khalisa

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"Vanilla Butterscotch, right?" Azfan immediately mentions the usual gelato menu Khalisa messages when the girl just arrived.

Khalisa smiled, saying he had tried various flavors of ice cream and gelato, but Vanilla Buttercotch would still be his favorite flavor. Khalisa noticed Azfan's hands were so good at mixing gelato flavors and giving him toppings and syrups of various flavors. The thing that Khalisa liked the most was when Azfan wrote the name of the customer on a plastic cup with his left hand. Azfan's ability to make Khalisa amazed, maybe because he had never seen a left-handed person before.

"Mas, I want some vanilla chocolate." A girl who had just entered mentioned her order, "hunt ya Mas I rush the problem." Further.

"Sorry Brother after I made this Mbak order huh." Azfan said because Khalisa came first so he had to make Khalisa's order first.

"It can't be because it's raining." The girl looked uneasy looking out, the sky was indeed cloudy as if it was about to rain down heavily.

"It's okay to make her sister first, I'm not in a hurry." Tukas Khalisa, he can wait even longer.

Azfan shook his head faintly, he had to serve the buyers who came first. Everyone can also say hurry but Azfan has to be fair to all his buyers.

"It's okay, I'm waiting to sit down." Khalisa said once again.

"Is it really okay, Mom?"

Khalisa nodded then stepped towards one of the chairs and sat there. At first glance he heard the brother of the chocolate and vanilla gelato maker say thank you and answered equally by Khalisa.

Khalisa took out his sketchbook and started scratching pencils there. He made a uniform design for his mother's resort. Khalisa made the work uniform with a simple model but still looks elegant with a span skirt and short-sleeved shirt for women who do not veil. His shirt has a batik motif based on the request of mama Khalisa.

"Say this place is famous among UII campus children."

Khalisa raised his face to hear a familiar voice in his ears, he circulated the gaze throughout the bustling Mangan Gelato that afternoon. Mangan Gelato was never quiet.

"Uncle!" Khalisa waved at a man his papa age who was sitting not far from him. "God's Mass Uncle Arfan." His eyes were rounded not expecting that he would meet Arfan who was a close friend of his mother and father.

"Khalisa, Uncle did not expect to see you here, how are you?" Arfan pulled the chair letting Khalisa sit there.

"Okay Uncle, you two?" Khalisa sees Arfan and Hamiz alternately, Hamiz is Arfan's son who is one year younger than Khalisa. "Aunty Zayaan's not coming?"

"Aunty soon followed, Masya Allah was Uncle pessimistic will not meet you even though this is the campus where you study."

"Uncle has business here?" Ask Khalisa.

"No, Uncle Aunty nganterin Hamiz is taking part in the MTQ race tomorrow at your college."

"Oh yeah? Hamiz is on MTQ too?"

"Yes, did you know that Mrs Khalisa was coming?" Tanya Hamiz, Arfan's first child who has a face similar to her father.

Khalisa opened his mouth to answer Hamiz's question but he shook his head quickly, "not me, but me." The answer.

Azfan came to bring Khalisa's order and gelato the order of two people who were chatting with Khalisa and another who Azfan did not know for whom.

"Azfan, this is what I said my mom's friend whose name is similar to yours, Uncle knows this my name is Azfan, very similar is only one letter different." Khalisa sees Arfan and Azfan alternating, though their names are similar they have very different faces.

"I'm Azfan, Khalisa told me about Om." Azfan reached out to Arfan to get acquainted, he also greeted the guy next to Arfan.

"Azfan, he's Hamiz one of the MTQ participants as well."

"Oh so Azfan this is your friend who joined MTQ?" Ask Arfan.

"Yes Uncle." Khalisa.

"After seeing MTQ participants coming from various regions, I became more groggy." Azfan said while smiling nervously, surely the participants are currently practicing or resting to prepare for the race tomorrow. But Azfan did not have time to relax, he still had to work because the final exam was in sight. He cannot afford to pay for college if he wants to take the exam.

"Not to be nervous, learn from Khalisa about building confidence." Arfan.

"I'll come with your spirit." Typal Khalisa, he can't wait for tomorrow to see Azfan's performance.

Azfan was silent, whether he would be excited or even more nervous when he saw Khalisa.

"When I get back to work, enjoy." Azfan resigned from there because there was a buyer who had been waiting for him.

"That's Umma." Hamiz pointed towards the door where a veiled woman had just entered. Hamiz waved his hand at his umma.

Khalisa followed Hamiz's point of view, "Aunty Zayaan, oh my goodness, what a miss."

"Khalisa, how are you?" Zayaan hugged Khalisa and kissed his left right cheek. "How come you can be together when you don't make a deal?"

"I didn't expect to see Khalisa here either." Arfan pulls out a chair for his wife.

"You're getting prettier." Praise Zayaan. "Find it too, feel at home living here?"

"How can you not be fat if you eat it every day like this." Khalisa laughed pointing at his gelato, which was half-not at all offended when Zayaan called it fatter. "Aunty wants a penny, what can I do?"

"What's the best thing here in your opinion?" Zayaan flipped through the menu book confused about ordering a gelato flavor which is because he is not a lover of heavy ice cream or gelato.

"Aunty likes vanilla, right?"

"Like." Zayaan nodded.

"If so I pesen gelato vanilla on it doused with caramel sauce yes, I think it's delicious."

Khalisa went to order another gelato for Zayaan. He ordered Vanilla Butterscotch because he thought the menu was incomparable to the others. Khalisa guarantees Zayaan will be addicted.

"You look so familiar like family." Azfan said when he made Vanilla Butterscotch the second that Khalisa ordered.

"They were good, my Mama Papa, when Papa had just become a convert Uncle Azfan one of the most patient people teaching Papa the science of Islam."

Azfan silently smiled, a smile that Khalisa was unaware of. "Your world is very crowded." Sluggishly. Unlike his world that feels lonely.

"Let's go to my world."

Azfan raised his face, almost a spoon of gelato in his hand fell to hear Khalisa's words. He looked up but Khalisa laughed.

"Your words are as if I came from another world."

Azfan looked down again, he indeed felt they were from a different world. Khalisa's life was very different from Azfan's.

"But the one that just got serious lo." Khalisa reached out to take over the completed Vanilla Butterscotch.

"Hm?" Azfan's eyebrows shot up, just now?

Khalisa just passed by leaving Azfan to let the guy guess for himself what he meant. Khalisa believes Azfan is smart enough to understand the sentence but Azfan's self-confidence leads him to dismiss his own thoughts.

"Let Uncle pay." Arfan left when Khalisa returned with a gelato for Zayaan.

"Syukron Uncle katsiran, if that's okay not to add?"

"May, three more plates may also be added." Said Zayaan happily allowing Khalisa to add one more plate of gelato. He uncovers his veil while feeding a spoonful of gelato with Butterscotch.

"Udah full Aunty, I just ate rice gudeg on campus." Khalisa patted his flat stomach. He's here to eat gelato as dessert. "What a good way, right?" Khalisa asked expectantly that Zayaan also liked the Vanilla Butterscotch.

Zayaan nodded a few times, "good, it's not wrong Aunty asked for a recommendation from you."

"Where are you guys?"

"In Java Village Resort it's not 30 minutes from here."

"If you need anything, Aunty, don't tell me."

"Certainly Khalisa."

Khalisa reached into his bag hearing his phone ring long. Khalisa saw Jason's name on the flat screen of his phone, with a tap he answered the phone.

"Why Jes?"

"Where else are you, hunt home." It was not Jason's voice that Khalisa heard but Rindang's voice that sounded panicked.

"What the hell don't scare me."

"Hunt here, I'm waiting." Rindang cut the connection just like that made Khalisa confused to wonder what happened in the apartment to make Rindang panic.

"Aunty, Hamiz I said yes if you need anything don't forget to call me." Khalisa stuffed his phone and sketchbook into the bag in a hurry and got up from there. "Uncle I say goodbye, inshaa Allah we meet again at the campus ya." Khalisa waved at Arfan when he came out.

Arfan looked at Khalisa's departure and then he saw Zayaan as if asking why Khalisa had suddenly left. Zayaan shook his head faintly omens he also did not know the reason Khalisa left in such a hurry.

Azfan frowned, why did Khalisa rush home after receiving the phone call. Azfan hopes nothing bad happens to Khalisa.

*******

A red inscription on a large enough paper on the floor of the Rindang apartment made the owner excited. Rindang did not understand seeing the writing of H-1 on the paper, he did not guess the meaning of the writing but what the person used to write it. It was deep red but Rindang was sure it was not written in blood because it smelled like fruit.

"Khalisa's coming." Jason looked at the monitor beside the door, looking at Khalisa with a panicked face there. Jason opened the door for Khalisa.

"What's wrong?" Khalisa immediately focused on the paper on the floor with the writing of H-1, he stepped up to Rindang who was sitting on the sofa. "This is what Rin?"

Rindang shook his head and shook his shoulders, he also did not know what the writing meant because when he came home from campus he immediately found the paper was in his apartment.

"H-1 means tomorrow, Rindang mending tomorrow you don't go anywhere I swear I'm afraid something bad happens again with you." Khalisa sat next to Rindang. This place is no longer safe for them even though Casey Avenue is famous for its tight security.

"Where are you from?" Ask Rindang to Khalisa.

"I ate gelato after coming home from college."

"There's nothing strange, right?"

Khalisa shook his head, while walking from Mangan Gelato to the apartment he did not feel anything strange probably also because he was in a hurry. But Khalisa hopes everything is fine.

"Tonight I'm sleeping here because I don't want any more yesterday." Jason said, he did not want Rindang to get harassment or terror again, he had heard Rindang's story about the door of his apartment that was pounded at midnight.

"You're sleeping here just like me." Rindang also worried about Khalisa because when he was abused a while ago he was also with Khalisa.

Khalisa. When like this Khalisa want to ask Rindang to stop being an influencer or selebgram and the like because among many Rindang fans there must be someone who does recklessly like that. But it's Rindang's hobby, Khalisa can not limit a person's hobby because he knows it hurts. Like Khalisa who could not develop his design hobby because he had to study in a department that is much different from the hobby.