Mahabbah Love Khalisa

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For Azfan to gather with many people was a tiring thing for his mind. If you can choose better Azfan running around the campus field than having to gather with many people even though it is his own friends and they have studied together for 3 years even there also her Junior High friend. They are not strangers but Azfan is better off hanging out with strangers because they won't put out words that could offend him.

But it was too late to back down after Azfan changed the clothes sewn by Khalisa with full patience. The reason Azfan left this time was only because he appreciated Khalisa's efforts to make the outfit. If Khalisa did not participate, Azfan would not go to the reunion.

Khalisa is ready to wear a dark green robe with a pearl accent on his wrist. That very beautiful game is attached to Khalisa's slim body.

"Mas." Khalisa turned around after seeing his appearance once again in front of the mirror. He approached Azfan who was putting on a troubled face because he had to go out and meet many people. "Mas." Call him again.

"Yes baby?" Azfan blinked his eyes several times seeing that Khalisa was done getting ready. "Haura is so pretty." He rose from the bed, holding his wife's hands. How could Khalisa seem so dazzling with the game. Azfan would not be willing if others saw him.

"I don't wear anything, just powder." Khalisa rubbed his face for fear that the powder he used was too thick.

"What if other people see it?" Azfan is getting upset.

Khalisa laughed, of course others will see him because he is not a subtle creature that can be invisible.

"Mas, don't think about it because this reunion event is the time for Mas and friends to connect the strings after a long time no see, there will be no bully Mas again, no more, everything's gonna be okay." Khalisa smelled Azfan's hands back and forth because he liked the scent of his hands—not—not just hands but everything.

Slowly Azfan developed a smile because the words of Khalisa were able to make his gnawing reduced. Sure enough, he has Khalisa then there's nothing to worry about.

"My high school friends aren't all from the cottage environment so Haura shouldn't be surprised if they say something offends Haura."

Khalisa also understood that he was used to hearing spicy words because his extended family from Jaya also had a sharp tongue like a razor that could slice the hearts of his listeners.

Azfan nodded with Khalisa's hand out of the apartment unit to the basement where Khalisa's car was parked.

The reunion event was held at one of the restaurants located in the middle of Yogyakarta and is expected to be attended by 100 Azfan alumni.

"This shirt makes Mas Azfan's skin look whiter lo." Tukas Khalisa when they were in the car.

"Haura is good at picking out the color of her shirt." Azfan started to run the car at medium speed on the crowded streets. Highways are never empty of passing vehicles. In recent years, the government has been encouraging people to use public transportation to reduce congestion.

About 30 minutes drive they arrive at a restaurant with traditional Yogyakarta-style architecture. The restaurant has been booked by the chairman of the reunion committee of all participants.

Azfan went down first to open the car door for Khalisa.

"Mas, I'm going to the toilet for a second huh." Khalisa wants to pee.

"Want me to take you?"

"No need, just a minute, Mas first their samperin."

Inside there most of the alumni are already present filled the restaurant. They were seen talking and occasionally laughing.

"This year Azfan said he wanted to come." Tukas, one of Azfan's high school friends named Ridho, has emailed Azfan about the reunion.

"Oh yeah? tumben, he's usually the most anti-talking event like this." Skinny guy with hair drizzle.

"We know for ourselves that he does not have money, the contribution of this reunion is not a little." Black veiled chicks licking.

"Have it, don't talk about the guy in the back." Naira intercedes, she is the daughter of Kyai the nanny of the boarding school where they studied first.

"Geez Ning, if there was no Ning Naira mah we would have been worse than this." Reply them.

"Assalamualaik." Azfan's voice distracted them.

"Mosur." They were misbehaving because the person they were talking about suddenly appeared in plain sight.

Azfan greeted them with a faint smile and asked how he was doing. Azfan sat down to join them, he was agitated because Khalisa did not immediately return from the toilet.

"Fan, you're joining this year."

Azfan opened his mouth to reply to Miya's remark that from the beginning he paid dues to Fadil who was also one of his panitiya. But Azfan had not been able to say, his other friend first chimed.

"Fan, how now do you still have a crush on Ning Naira?" They asked while glancing at Naira who was sitting 3 seats away from Azfan.

Hearing his name mentioned Naira turned wide, from the corner of his eyes he saw Azfan still faithfully put on a flat face. Azfan flirted when Naira was curious about the man's answer. He himself had long known the fact that Azfan liked him. But after graduation they never meet again so Naira does not know if Azfan still has the same feelings for him.

"Although still fancied for sure your love will not be realized Fan, because Yusuf santri beloved Kyai alone can not make Naira fall in love."

"Astaghfirullah, why are you talking to me?" Naira stared intently at her friends, she had been silent but was also hit by their mouths. Moreover, they were too talkative so there was no chance for Azfan to answer. Naira was really curious about Azfan's feelings right now. Naira is a bit surprised to see Azfan's appearance now, much different from when SMA used to be. Naira admits that Azfan is handsome and quiet. That was enough to be Naira's dream husband. Astaghfirullah, what did Naira think.

"But Azfan you are great you can study at UII, you are a true scholarship child, from Junior High to college can be cheap, God is very fair."

Azfan swallowed back his sentence, he was already lazy with their insults wrapped in sweet words. Their ability to scorn people has grown.

"What's wrong with getting a scholarship, it proves that he's a smart student and deserves to be counted by the campus."

Khalisa's arrival distracts them. Khalisa touched Azfan's shoulder and put a smile on them. Khalisa did not hear their conversation completely but it was enough to make him understand that Azfan was being cornered.

"Sorry to introduce myself, I am Khalisa Mas Azfan's wife."

They were stunned for a while including Naira who did not think Azfan was married at all. Why doesn't anyone know Azfan is married.

"May you please accept me on this show." Khalisa was sitting on an empty chair next to Azfan.

"And relax, we've also paid the dues to Fadil." Finally Azfan could make a sound after Khalisa's arrival made them speechless.

"Loh Azfan you're married, why not give an invitation anyway?" Ask Miya.

"The invitation is limited and we're not married here either so sorry can't invite you guys." Answer Azfan.

"Wait a minute, you're Khalisa, like no stranger to that name." Yara who was sitting right next to Khalisa saw him clingy. Then after realizing that in front of him was Khalisa Syanin Alindra Yura turned her head.

"Khalisa's name isn't just one in the world." The other law.

"You're Daniel Alindra's son?" Yura was surprised more to not expect that Azfan their friend was married to Khalisa.

"Yes, you know my Papa?" Khalisa still faithfully smiled.

"Neither know but often hear his name, he also founded a community of converts whose members are now everywhere." Yura expressed her admiration for Daniel.

"Where is the story that you got married?" Ask them not to believe.

"You know what Mas Azfan is, quiet and shy but Masya Allah I fell in love when I heard his Quran recitation." Khalisa saw Azfan who pulled his hand and held it. "So I proposed to him first." Khalisa lowered his voice as he said that sentence.

Azfan's friends immediately frenzied in disbelief because they almost never heard the woman who first proposed. Even Azfan did not think that Khalisa would tell them this.

"So that's the only reason you fell in love with Azfan?" Ridho's turn asked a question.

"That's all?" Khalisa repeated Ridho's question, "i think that's a tremendous reason when most people judge someone by the money they have, which is why they have money, there are also those who judge from the scholarship they get and then demean it when I think it's actually good." Khalisa replied with a satirical tone plus a smile that was always painted on his face. If you hurt people by smiling, Khalisa can do it too.

They were silent again, not daring to ask anything more about Khalisa.

One by one the waiter delivers the food to the tables scattered throughout the restaurant. Others are also in the outdoor area of the restaurant.

Khalisa had high expectations of Azfan's friends, he thought they were not what Azfan said. But they seem to be much worse than that. It seems that Khalisa will not force Azfan to attend an event like this again.

After talking for a long time Khalisa began to know Azfan's first love who is also present today. Khalisa glanced at Naira who was sitting not far from him. Naira is beautiful and doesn't talk much. Khalisa understood why Azfan used to like a Naira.