Mahabbah Love Khalisa

6

"Your destination is almost there."

Jason lowered the car's pace hearing the voice command tell him that their destination was almost to Azfan's boarding place. With current technology there is only a small possibility for stray people, GPS features in cars are accurate when compared to 10 years ago. But Jason wondered why Rindang and Khalisa still invite Azfan who he said came from the village of Giriloyo as their guide. As Rindang's girlfriend, Jason felt rivaled if there was another guy in this car. Although this is not Jason's car but still he must be vigilant against Azfan.

"That's it." Khalisa pointed to Azfan who was standing in front of a house, apparently Azfan had been waiting for their arrival. Khalisa lowered the windshield when the car stopped right in front of Azfan, waving his hands to greet the man.

"Wait a long time, Fan?" Rindang immediately asked a question as Azfan entered the car and sat down next to Jason.

"Now, good morning Rindang, Khalisa and Jason." Azfan greeted Khalisa, Rindang and Jason stiffly because he was not used to saying it, he used to say hello to people around him. Fortunately Azfan did not forget the name of Rindang's girlfriend so he could be a little confident.

"Morning." Rindang Reply.

"For Azfan." Reply Khalisa while Jason only glanced at Azfan for a while without replying, he was actually pretentious to look into the rearview mirror before returning to drive a car.

"Sorry is a little late, Khalisa is old." Rindang elbowed Khalisa's arm.

"Not to be discussed." Khalisa hit Rindang's arm slowly because he did not want to discuss their article late from the promised time last night.

"So Khalisa made us breakfast so it's late."

Khalisa mendelik, still discussed.

"I was just standing in front of you and you came." Tukas Azfan hopes that the debate between the two friends will be over soon, after all he is not good because he has been riding in a Rindang car.

Rindang sneered a mischievous glance at Khalisa.

"Oh yes Azfan, if you forget this is my boyfriend Jason." Leafy touch behind the steering wheel.

Azfan nodded looking at Jason awkwardly. Azfan guessed that Jason was also of Chinese descent such as Rindang and Khalisa. Jason's hair color is similar to that of Rindang's hair or they did deliberately paint it the same color.

Jason smiled as Rindang finally acknowledged their status in front of Azfan. He felt threatened because there was another guy in the car.

"Azfan has not had breakfast yet?" Khalisa reached into the food bag beside him, he had made a sandwich with filling vegetables, meat and eggs. "It's take." Without waiting for Azfan's answer, Khalisa thrust the food box forward.

Azfan slightly twisted his body spontaneously received the box. Azfan saw Khalisa's digital prayer beads met with his prayer beads made of agarwood.

"The bread is a bit brown it's mine." Rindang told Azfan that the sandwich from the wheat bread was his because he could not eat ordinary bread.

"Thank you." Azfan returned the lunch box to Khalisa after he took a sandwich.

"Together." Khalisa also ate his sandwich, he also added fresh tomatoes so as not to get bored easily when eating them. "How does it feel, it doesn't fit your taste?"

"I'm not a picky eater but it's delicious." Azfan said honestly, he almost never ate such a sandwich. Azfan prefers to consume traditional foods such as gudeg, skullcaps, petis runting and such.

"Thank God you like it." Khalisa smiled down because Azfan liked his sandwich. "Drink is below."

Azfan glanced at the paper bag near his feet, as two bottles of mineral water popped out from the paper bag. Khalisa is very good because they have prepared everything including food and drinks even though their trip is only a short time.

"Then Khalisa." Azfan had finished one sandwich and sipped mineral water, he did not expect that his tongue was suitable for eating bread meaning he was born and raised with traditional food but it turned out that the sandwich made by Khalisa was very tasty.

Rindang set up a special table in the car to put a laptop that he will use for regular Sunday worship.

"Sorry Azfan, you can replace Jason no, I'm the same Jason wants to worship first."

"Can." Azfan nodded.

Jason's marginalizing his car. Azfan replaced Jason while Khalisa moved to the seat that Azfan was sitting in.

"Bismillah." Azfan whispered before stepping on the gas, the moving car slowly joined the other vehicle.

Khalisa glanced at the prayer beads that were still wrapped between Azfan's fingers. He hurriedly turned his eyes forward, seeing the streets were quite crowded because this was a weekend where people flocked to visit tourist attractions.

Rindang and Jason began singing the song Bawaku Deeper as their opening worship that morning.

Rindang cars began to enter the road that is not too wide just enough for one car. Their arrival was greeted by a view of the rice fields that were still green to spoil the eyes. In some lands there are also mustard plants, tomatoes, cucumbers and long beans.

Khalisa lowered his car window to breathe fresh rural air, really air quality like this he would not get on campus or his apartment.

"My grandmother's house also skipped the rice fields like gini." Khalisa said to Azfan.

"You likey?" Azfan asked without seeing Khalisa because he focused on driving.

"Like it, I used to nyamperin people who were cutting rice, the atmosphere of the kayak that makes kangen anyway." Khalisa stuck his hand out feeling the wind blowing wiggling the rice leaves. "This man's been on the phone for a long time." Khalisa saw his mobile phone vibrating on his lap, written Grandma's name on the thin screen.

"Assalamualaikum Nek, Khalisa again want to go to the cement house in Bantul, Khalisa just said Granny just now, Grandpa, uh Grandpa did not miss the same Khalisa time do not want to say, Azmal same Zunai there? I miss going home." Khalisa laughed casually chatting with his grandmother who was Ica's mother.

Azfan smiled and listened to Khalisa's chatter, he could feel the warmth of the Khalisa family.

Khalisa just put down his phone after talking to his grandmother. But the phone was back vibrating, Khalisa can guess for sure Renata who called him three times a day like taking medicine.

"Hello Ama." Khalisa pointed the phone in front of his face answering a video call from Renata not forgetting to pin the Airpod to the ear so as not to disturb Rindang and Jason who were listening to the sermon.

"Jeez, Ama's granddaughter is beautiful disposable white headscarf."

"But Khalisa's face looks bright using any color including white, eh that's Rindang again there is a service huh?" Renata faintly heard the sound of the sermon.

"It's the same Jason."

"You're going to Giriloyo with Rindang?"

"Yes, this is the same thing Khalisa whose name is Azfan that Khalisa told the story at that time." Khalisa pointed the phone at Azfan.

Azfan was surprised not to think that Khalisa had told about himself to his family when he was a nobody. Khalisa really appreciates the people around him.

Azfan just nodded his head greeting Renata, he did not know what to say. If Azfan has a nature like Khalisa surely he will not be confused looking for greetings or chatter when dealing with others.

"It's so good to Azfan." Renata laughed at the end of his sentence making Khalisa laugh. Khalisa is ashamed because Renata is very honest when praising others even they have never met in person. Fortunately, Khalisa used the Airpod so Azfan did not hear what Renata said. "Yes, Ama there is also this service soon at ten."

"Eh Ama xie xie ni ham choy is really good, khalisa semalem cook with chicken."

"If you tell me later Ama will send you again."

"Ready boss!" Khalisa made a respectful position of tightening the fingers on his temple. A moment later the connection was severed.

Many questions in Azfan's mind about Khalisa and his family after hearing all Khalisa's sayings with his grandmother and ama. But Azfan could not ask Khalisa, he had to have the courage of Mount Merapi to ask such personal questions.

"Where are the sisters going?" Khalisa greeted children of Azmal age running around on the side of the road.

"They're boarding school kids here, usually they can get out of the cottage for a while on Sunday." Azfan.

"I think they're going to go to the lick seller, yeah." Khalisa pointed to the cart in front of a house, he could read the cilok on the cart. "Well, the food of all people yes, always rame everywhere."

"Khalisa want?"

"Can you stop by for a minute?" Khalisa.

"Can." Azfan stopped the car in front of the house, he went down followed by Khalisa who was also eager to eat tapioca flour immediately.

"You want to buy a lick?" Khalisa asked the children who wrapped up the cilok cart.

"Yes, Mother." Answer them.

"It's okay first." Tukas one of them.

Khalisa smiled, they were very good at allowing him to get his turn first when he came later.

"Really?"

"Yes." Yeah." Call them again.

"It's because you're so good, you buy everything." Khalisa made the children exclaim with joy for getting free pegs so they could save the money for snacks next Sunday. Don't forget they thanked Khalisa.

"Mom, I've mixed it all up, the kids are also being equated." Khalisa said to the mother of the seller cilok. "Azfan want to?" Khalisa see Azfan.

"No need for Khalisa." Azfan shaking.

"Thank you, Mother." The seller offers a full-coated seplastik and tofu that has been seasoned with peanut sauce, soy sauce and chili.

"So not enough, ma'am?" Khalisa gave two hundred thousand pieces.

"It's still no change Mommy."

"It's okay to take it, come on Fan." Khalisa immediately turned his back before the seller turned him down.

The seller was stunned for a while, saying Thank God in his heart many times because God brought good people in this sunny morning.

"Monggo Bu Zizah." Pamit Azfan's.

"Eh Azfan, you're taking the car home?" The seller named Zizah who knew Azfan was curious. He saw a luxury car in shiny red exposed to sunlight that began to rise.

"Yo ain't Mom, got my friend." Azfan shook his head, to buy a motorcycle alone he had to save years especially for such a luxury car. "Yo wis ma'am, excuse me first."

"Iyo-iyo, kesuwun seng akeh ngomongo koncomu."

"Yes, Mom." Azfan returned to the car following Khalisa. "The seller's mother said thank you very much."

Khalisa nodded, waving to the children before the car moved to leave the yard of the seller's home cilok.

Soon they will arrive at Azfan house which is a famous batik craftsman village not only in Yogyakarta but almost all over Indonesia.

Xie-xie ni\= Thank you

Hamchoy\= Salted vegetables (fermented mustard)

Monggo\= Let's