Mahabbah Love Khalisa

45

Khalisa was awakened by the sound of a car roar that was loud enough to surprise him from his short sleep. Khalisa was even still wearing a mukena, he slept on the prayer mat after the dawn prayer. As he remembered, Khalisa was thinking and suddenly he moved to the dream world after a night of not sleeping.

Khalisa remembered his dream just now, he dreamed that Azfan came here to comfort his sadness because of yesterday's incident. Khalisa laughed, although not here but Azfan came to his dream to make him smile. If Azfan had really come.

Khalisa peeked out the window, he saw a box car parked in front of the resort. It was the car that woke him up. Usually in this morning there are indeed several box cars that arrive to deliver food stocks, room cleaners and blankets and bed covers that have just been washed.

"Ah why is my face like a gini alien." Khalisa saw the reflection of his face on the glass, his eyes swollen from crying for a very long time last night. Khalisa spent the whole night praying to Allah for guidance in dealing with Fawas who came with good intentions proposing to him. Although Daniel said that Khalisa did not need to force himself, if he did not want to, then just reject the proposal. But Khalisa did what Ica suggested him to include God in every business.

Khalisa glanced down and saw two men get off the box. Khalisa's eyes rounded to see the figure of Azfan there. No-no, surely Khalisa is still dreaming. There's no way Azfan's here, right? Khalisa rubbed his eyes to make sure that the man was not Azfan but someone else. But Khalisa's vision became clearer. The man looked towards Khalisa. Their gazes met then locked for a while.

Khalisa's heart was pounding, without removing Khalisa's face from the room running down the stairs connecting the second and first floors. Some people who cross paths with Khalisa see wonder because Khalisa is in such a hurry. Even without realizing Khalisa did not use footwear.

"Azfan!" Pekik Khalisa, he does not care about his face which is currently like an alien, he just wants to make sure that the man is indeed Azfan.

Azfan saw Khalisa running towards him barefoot, "Khalisa."

"Azfan, are you here?" Khalisa's eyes glazed over to see Azfan's figure in front of him. Though just now he could only feel Azfan through his dream but now the guy was really in front of him.

"Khalisa, why don't you wear sandals?" Azfan saw a pair of Khalisa feet without socks at a glance. Khalisa's face also looks pale, is Khalisa sick?

"Huh?" Khalisa immediately lowered his face to cover his legs. "I just saw you from above it turns out this is really you."

"I went with Mr. Dhe to send batik, I did not think that the customer turned out to be Aunt Ica." Azfan took off his flip-flops but Khalisa prevented it.

"No need, my sandals were on top just now I was in a hurry to not stingy wearing sandals." Reject Khalisa. Sand beach will not make his feet hurt, he also could not let Azfan go home without sandals. "So Mama pesen batikikiknya to your mother."

"Why you?" Azfan saw Khalisa's eyes swollen as if he was crying. Azfan could not see the trace of tears on Khalisa's face, he wanted to embrace the tiny body to ease Khalisa's burden but just touch it he could not.

"Nothing, I did not sleep as a new sleeper after the dawn prayer so gini, fate had narrow eyes immediately looks swollen." Khalisa rubbed his wet cheeks, why was he crying? Khalisa is just too happy to see Azfan here in his hometown.

"Cece, this sandalnya was Ce Khalisa run from the top to do not wear sandals." An employee approached Khalisa with a pair of resort sandals for Khalisa.

"Oh Put Ma'am, I'm sorry about the nicotine." Khalisa was wearing white slippers. "Favor Ma'am."

"Sama-sama Ce, please excuse me first." Puput immediately resigned from there after giving slippers to Khalisa.

Khalisa could not stop smiling when not long ago they met and even ate together. But meeting Azfan at a place other than the campus or his apartment made Khalisa feel something different. Or because he was secretly expecting Azfan's arrival.

Azfan nodded his head trying to believe Khalisa's words, hoping that nothing would hurt the girl let alone make her cry.

"If so I help Mr. Dhe first nurunin batiknya cloth." Azfan said, he saw two employees in brown uniforms have moved the batik fabrics using special trolleys so they do not need to lift them.

"I'm gonna change this too." Khalisa slightly shook his face.

Azfan saw Khalisa's back getting farther away and then no longer visible after entering the resort lobby. Azfan felt his chest rumble, if there was no sound of waves would he be able to hear his own heartbeat?

Azfan did not know if he should be happy or vice versa because he did not expect that they would meet but Khalisa's sad face actually made his heart feel sore.

When can they share their stories with each other, sharing happiness and sadness to make them feel lighter. Azfan wants to be the place where Khalisa complained. Azfan is not worthy enough for Khalisa who comes from a family that is not only rich but also kind.

They had finished moving all the batik cloths into the shelter room at the back of the resort.

"Do you know that girl?" Tris was curious to see Azfan chatting with a girl here. He thought that his shy nephew would not know anyone let alone this was the first time Azfan had come here.

"His name is Khalisa Pak Dhe, he was my college student, his son Mr. Daniel who gave me the store and his mama Khalisa who pesen batik to Pak Dhe." Azfan.

"What a surprising coincidence."

Azfan saw Khalisa back with a pink robe and a long veil twinkling in tune.

"Sir Dhe." Khalisa greeted Tris kindly, "thank you Mr. Dhe and Azfan have been far away sending batik here, surely later the employee uniform here is more cool to wear the batik." Khalisa is more confident than just now because he has washed his face even though the swelling in his eyes can not disappear that easily but at least his face looks brighter after being exposed to water.

"Together Nduk, it's all batik written by mothers in Giriloyo if Mr. Dhe is his job just to send." Tris widened her smile to return the greeting and praise from Khalisa.

"Don't say just dong Pak Dhe, if no one sends batik-batik it won't reach the consumer, right?"

Azfan spontaneously smiled, Khalisa was indeed the most expert in praising others. Khalisa knows how to respect others.

"Do you need a receipt, Mr. Dhe?" Ask Khalisa.

"Oh yes," Tris forgot that she had to ask for the recipient's signature after the item reached its destination. He took out a cell phone and thrust it at Khalisa. "May sign here."

"Excuse me, yeah." Khalisa took over Tris' phone to sign it as proof of receipt. "Thank you Mr. Dhe and Azfan." He said again, returning the phone. "Sir Dhe and Azfan go straight home?"

"The plan is to take a short break later in the day to continue." Answer Tris.

"Then breakfast is here first."

"Thank you, I had breakfast earlier that Azfan happened to be fasting."

Azfan nodded slowly as Khalisa looked towards him.

"Pak Dhe and Azfan take a break at the resort for a while, there are empty rooms really."

"No need to sleep in the car." Reject Azfan, he only came to deliver batik instead of sleeping in the luxury resort.

Khalisa knew that they would not want to rest at the resort. Khalisa found another alternative for them than sleeping in a box car.

"I'll take you to the employee's usual place of rest, it's okay come on." Khalisa smiled broadly inviting them to the employee-only break room.

"Thank you, yeah." Finally Tris wants to follow Khalisa, he also does not feel good if he rejects the kindness of the girl.

The room on the first floor was spacious enough to have bunk beds for employees to rest. It just so happens that the room is empty because the employees are busy.

Azfan's eyebrows are raised, this is even three times wider than where it costs.

"Sir Dhe just rest, I was sleeping." Azfan.

"You know that Mr. Dhe is sleepy."

Although Khalisa did not tell Tris sure that this place was clean, it was what made him sad.

"Come if you want to take a look." Khalisa invites Azfan out so that Tris can rest immediately. "Your holiday is productive, Fan."

"It's fortunate that Mr. Dhe has come here otherwise my vacation in the house continues." Azfan stepped with Khalisa through several gazebos that are usually a place to eat for guests who want an outdoor atmosphere. "You're okay, right?" Azfan asked doubtfully.

"It's okay." Khalisa smiled, the most effective remedy for a restless heart is prostration to God. Khalisa felt much calmer after spending the whole night making out with the khalik.

"Thank God it was that." Azfan nodded to develop his smile, it seemed that Khalisa did not want to tell him something that had made him sad then Azfan would not force him the most important thing now that Khalisa was fine.

"My face is ugly, right?" Khalisa.

Azfan shook his head in disbelief if Khalisa called himself ugly, "you're beautiful."

Khalisa's laughter stopped hearing Azfan's answer, he turned his eyes to hold his cheeks that felt hot. What if his face is flushed at the moment, Khalisa is ashamed. Control yourself Khalisa.

"Circe!"

Khalisa heard Zunaira's voice, who else shouted that word if not the youngest who seemed to be growing more chatty than Khalisa.

"That's my sister, Zunaira." Khalisa pointed at Zunaira who was running towards him. "Behind him Azmal, my second brother."

"They look like Mr. Daniel."

"It's what makes Mama jealous of Papa because her children look more like Papa."

"Cece kok sleeping here did not say the same Zunai, later anyway Zunai sleep here." Zunai started ngocheh.

"Eh dateng-dateng kok ngomel, greetings dong Zunai."

"Assalamualaikum" Ce." Zunaira said a greeting while glancing at Azfan, wondering who the male figure standing beside Khalisa was.

"Waalaikumussalam Cece's sister." Khalisa replied, "know this Mas Azfan Cece from Jogja."

"Hello Mas, I'm Zunai." Zunaira introduced herself timidly while embracing Khalisa.

"Hello Zunaira, you are so beautiful."

"From birth wes ayu Mas." Zunaira's murmur hid her face in Khalisa's stomach.

Azfan laughed as he refrained from churning Zunaira's puffed cheeks.

Khalisa also introduced Azfan to Azmal.

"Which name, don't tell Azmal to drive himself here." Khalisa did not see his mother get out of the car, Azmal has indeed started learning to drive a car but has not been allowed to drive it alone unaccompanied.

"The Same Ko Kafa." Azmal looked back for a moment.

"Azmal fasts no?" Khalisa stretched out his hand to tidy up Azmal's hair.

"fasting." Azmal also tidied his hair because he had not had time to comb it.

"Azfan, that's Kafa my cousin." Khalisa said he saw Kafa get off the car.

"Who is this guest?" Kafa saw Azfan.

"It's Mas Azfan cement Cece in UII."

"Know Mas Azfan, I'm Kafa." Kafa stretched out his hand. "Jogja guy huh?" Guess it.

"Yes, Khalisa told me about you." Azfan shook Kafa's hand.

"Pharmacy too?"

"No, Ahwal Al-Syakhshiyah."

"It could be a lawyer, dong,

next month I also go to college at UII, please help." Kafa smiled, he really can't wait to go to college. "Are you going to meet Ce Khalisa?"

"No, I happened to send batik here and found Khalisa."

"Udah ah you're like a census worker." Tegur Khalisa on Kafa who likes to ask a lot of things, including people he just met. It looks like Kafa should be in broadcasting instead of a doctor.

"I'm happy you can be acquainted with Cece in addition to Huma's mother." Kafa has never seen Khalisa's college friends visit because on average they come from areas far from Banyuwangi.

"Ko, let's play ball mumpung still morning." Azmal saw Kafa, than Kafa did not stop interviewing Azfan then better he invited him to play beach ball.

Kafa nodded, he went to the warehouse where they kept the ball.

Zunaira still faithfully clings to Khalisa like an orchid that is reluctant to escape from its host.

"Azmal is the most quiet as he is." Azfan murmured, his gaze straight towards Kafa and Azmal who passed each other the ball.

"It's probably because of the guy himself so he's more reserved."

They were silent for a moment even Zunaira was silent still hugging Khalisa's stomach, it seemed like he was still sleepy.

"Azfan, thank you for coming here even though your goal is not to see me but I still have to thank you." Azfan's arrival was also the answer to Khalisa's prayer last night. Initially Khalisa hesitated but this morning he was sure to reject Fawas' proposal.

"Thank you for what?" Azfan didn't understand, he just came here and Khalisa thanked him.

Khalisa only answered with a smile, he did not want to tell Azfan.

Azfan turned his eyes to the floating resort building. Seeing that made Azfan realize that calligraphy measuring 1 meter is not enough to propose a Khalisa because the girl has everything. Azfan must try even harder to have the confidence to express his feelings for Khalisa.