Mahabbah Love Khalisa

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"Eh the announcement of the winner of the MTQ race from all branches has come out." Huma patted the arm of Khalisa who was walking beside him. They had just dropped out of class after taking the final exam the first day.

Khalisa also watched Huma's mobile screen read the announcement of the 5-day race at the UII campus.

"Azfan is the jury's favorite champion." Huma was still pounding Khalisa's arm when Khalisa also saw it.

Khalisa read Azfan's name was in the row of participants who entered the jury's favorite champion, "well enough for the first experience of participating in the race, Azfan could occupy the champion even though he was not the main champion."

"Look at what's trending on YouTube." Huma increasingly excited to read the title of the video that occupies the number 1 trending on YouTube.

"Not only handsome, this UII student also has a melodious voice." Khalisa read the title in a loud voice, there is a photo of Azfan sitting on the stage. It was a video of Azfan reading the Koran at the MTQ race that night.

"Well Azfan was famous in an instant." Huma put his phone in, he would watch the video later because now they were heading to the cafeteria. Huma could not focus on watching while walking.

Khalisa should be happy if Azfan finally known to many people because all this time the guy was like a cat hiding under the table for fear of the outside world. This will be the first step Azfan trying new experiences and having more friends. But there is a sense of unwillingness in Khalisa if later Azfan has many other friends, he is afraid of being left behind. Khalisa had to throw that feeling away because this was a positive thing for Azfan.

"What do you want to eat?" Ask Huma when he arrived at the cafeteria that was already crowded by other students.

"Nasi is crazy."

"Yes, you've been looking for an empty table so I'll take it for granted."

Khalisa nodded leaving Huma towards one of the empty tables in the middle of the canteen. He greeted some people he knew in the cafeteria. They offered Khalisa a seat to join but he was sure Huma would not.

"Khalisa." A student approached Khalisa.

"Yes?" Khalisa knows the student, he is Kiara who is also a member of HAWASI from FIAI. "Why Kiara?"

"Know not two members of our organization who appointed Kak Hasan to participate in the race, both can be champions."

"Oh yeah?" Khalisa thought only Azfan got the champion but Syifa also got it.

"Syifa champion one tartil princess, wow as a member of HAWASI we are so proud."

"Thank God, I have not yet read all the names of the champions, thank God that the name of our organization will also be known to many people."

"But HAWASI is already famous, Sha."

"Yes, anyway." Khalisa laughed as well as Kiara. Khalisa's view was shifted to something behind Kiara about 5 meters from here, namely Azfan was surrounded by students who congratulated him. Even some of them gave flowers to Azfan.

"Well that's the star of the campus, I'll go first." Kiara waved at Khalisa because she wanted to congratulate Azfan as well.

Although Khalisa's lips smiled but somehow his heart seemed to be sliced by something sharp looking at the scene. Khalisa should not be like this, he should be happy for Azfan.

"What are you up in?" Huma came carrying two plates of mad rice and tea bottles between his arms.

"Why?" Khalisa took the bottle first so that Huma could easily put food on the table.

"That's red." Huma sat in front of Khalisa, usually Khalisa's face will be flushed if the heat but the atmosphere of the canteen is not so hot thanks to 3 ACs installed on various sides. "It's a pedes lo nanya."

"Yes know."

"You mean you haven't eaten so hard it's red on his face."

"Hot." Khalisa flapped his face with his hands. It was not hot but after a while sitting in this canteen Khalisa suddenly felt hot. Is the AC dead? Khalisa even circulated his gaze toward the AC because he wanted to know whether they were operating properly or not.

"Drink first." Huma offered the bottled tea he had opened the lid on to Khalisa.

"Thank you." Khalisa sipped a bottle of tea after saying bismillah. The cold sensation flowed throughout Khalisa's body making him feel better. Khalisa took a spoon and fork and stirred the rice with a topping of sausage, meatballs, eggs and mustard.

"Can I join?" Clarin approached Khalisa's desk with a tray of soto and tea bottles.

Khalisa and Huma looked up to hear someone about to join their table.

"Sit down." Khalisa invited Clarin to sit down, believing there was no more empty table in the cafeteria.

"That's again on what the hell?" Clarin extended her neck to see something covered by a female student like an ant wrapped in sugar.

"There was a student of our class who won the MTQ race yesterday." Obviously Huma.

"Oh." Clarin was refocused on soto in front of him, he did not look interested in the news. "In my class there is also a champion he said, Syifa, her name?"

"Yes." Yeah." Khalisa.

Khalisa again glanced at Azfan, one by one the female students began to leave the man. Azfan seemed to be holding some flowers and food given by his friends earlier.

Not this that Khalisa always wanted Azfan known to many people and had new friends. But after that happened Khalisa was not happy.

Azfan laid his body on a 120×200-sized bed that was just enough for himself. Meeting many people made Azfan's energy drained. It is better for Azfan to serve dozens of buyers than to reply to the greetings of his fellow students. Azfan so remember Khalisa who can be familiar and greet everyone, according to Khalisa extraordinary.

Azfan looked at the flowers and some gift boxes from friends he did not know. Azfan was already acquainted but could not remember their names. Of course Azfan could not remember it because he was not Khalisa who had the advantage of remembering the names of everyone he had met.

Azfan wanted to take a nap before going to Daniel's gift shop which was not too far from his boarding house. A few days ago Azfan had seen the location and interior of the store. And today Azfan wants to clean it up again before displaying some of his calligraphy.

Azfan undoes his intention to sleep, he rushes to change clothes with a more relaxed and out of his boarding place. You cannot delay work.

"Mas, where are you going?" Ayu's voice sounded not far from Azfan.

Azfan who had climbed on the bike turned to Ayu, "want to the store."

"Oh yes, he said Mas Azfan would open his own calligraphy shop?"

"God's insha but not anytime soon because I want to focus on the test first."

"Oh yes he also said Mas won the MTQ race yes, I also saw lo when Mas performed on stage, congratulations Mas."

"Thank you for coming." Azfan smiled knot.

"Mommy invites Mas to eat at home later if it is not busy."

"Oh yeah?" Azfan wanted to refuse because he was saddened by all the kindness of Ayu's parents who often gave him food and now he was invited to eat at Ayu's house. But Azfan is not good if he refuses. "Thank you for saying to me, God willing, I'll be there."

"Yes, I'll see you later Mas malem." Ayu waved with a sumringah smile on her face as Azfan fulfilled her invitation to eat together.

The journey from the boarding house to the shopping area which is also close to the market only takes about 10 minutes by motorbike.

"Bismillah." Azfan whispered before unlocking the 7×5-meter store. The store is certainly larger than the Azfan boarding house and there is a bathroom and a small room that is enough to be used for prayer.

Actually Azfan can't wait to display a lot of calligraphy here but he only has a few ready-made calligraphy in his boarding place. During this time Azfan only had the opportunity to make calligraphy for the store where he worked. It was also he could not freely determine his own reading and writing style because everything was determined by the store owner. Now Azfan hopes that by having his own shop he can develop his hobby.

"Assalamualaik."

Azfan turned around hearing a familiar voice in his ear, did he mishear?

"The Waalaikumussalam, Khalisa." Azfan was shocked to see Khalisa here, he stepped up to the girl standing in the doorway. "You here?"

"Yes, I just bought the fruit this morning was not perfect," Khalisa slightly raised his shopping bag containing apples, pears, dragon fruit and oranges. "I keep seeing this store open so I'm samperin here."

"You alone?"

"He was going to talk to Rindang but he hasn't come home from college if he's afraid of a sloth."

"Wanna get in?" Azfan retreated to let Khalisa in.

"Can." Khalisa put his shopping bag next to the door and entered the store that had become Azfan's. "Wouldn't it be repainted?" Khalisa spread his gaze throughout the empty shop, there were only a few canvas supports in the corner of the room.

"No need to paint it's still good." Besides still being good, Azfan wants to save costs by buying something that is really needed.

"Oh yes, I forgot to congratulate you on the favorite champion of the jury selection that you managed to get, you are really great Fan."

Azfan scratched his neck that suddenly itchy, he suspected there was a caterpillar fur attached there, an imaginary caterpillar that will always appear when he was nervous.

"It's all thanks to you who always give me spirit."

"So you were also mobbed a lot on campus." Khalisa looked in any direction as he said that. Look at women as much as Khalisa's anger-fishing hobby in itself is doing now. But Khalisa thought to what he was angry only because Azfan got a lot of congratulations. Khalisa's mind is not healthy right now.

Azfan smiled blandly, if he could choose he did not want to be the center of attention like that.

"You're a grin, right?" Ask Khalisa.

"Seneng Alhamdulillah." Who is not happy to get a champion even though it is not the main champion but because the favorite of the judges. But still Azfan is happy and proud to have a valuable experience like this. His mother was also very happy when she got the news, Azfan so impatient to go home after the holidays later.

"Oh." Khalisa only ria o-Ria heard Azfan's answer. He was surrounded by beautiful and kind girls who gave him many gifts. "If so, then I'll go back."

"Hm?" Azfan's eyebrows shot up, all of a sudden? "Iya Khalisa before the sky is dark."

"Assalamualaik." Khalisa pulled his shopping bag violently, even he could not wait to do that.

"Waalaikumussalam, be careful Khalisa."

Khalisa no longer replied to Azfan's sentence even he did not turn his head at all. Khalisa took a quick step and got into his parked car not far from Azfan's shop.