Mahabbah Love Khalisa

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From a distance Azfan saw Khalisa sitting on a motorcycle waiting for him to leave class to go home together. Azfan fell asleep about half an hour after lunch. It turns out that sleeping on his lap feels very comfortable, now Azfan understands why Khalisa often sleeps on his lap.

Khalisa was unaware of Azfan's arrival because he was too focused on his phone. Azfan accidentally saw the screen of Khalisa's phone that was displaying a photo of a black abaya in one of the e-commerce.

"Assalamualaik." Azfan said his greeting for the second time because Khalisa had just not heard his greeting.

"Mosur." Khalisa turned to spontaneously turn off the phone and put it in the pocket of the suit he was wearing. He smiled at Azfan's arrival and immediately got off the bike.

Azfan's face implied sadness, Khalisa certainly wanted the outfit because this was not the first time Azfan found Khalisa looking at the abaya photo. If you remember it seems like Khalisa never bought new clothes since marriage, Azfan remembered only once when they were about to attend his High School reunion.

"Mas, just stop by the minimarket first yes, the tea at home runs out." Khalisa said when Azfan got on the bike and he sat behind him.

"Yes dear." Azfan turned on the motor and drove slowly out of the campus parking lot area.

Their house is quite close to the minimarket, only about 10 minutes if on foot.

Azfan was curious how much the clothes were worth until Khalisa needed to think many times to buy them. Definitely expensive. If Khalisa who used to live luxury must think long to buy clothes, especially for Azfan.

Azfan took the basket as soon as it went into the minimarket.

"Buying tea." Khalisa put the basket back in Azfan's hands.

"Usually Haura likes to buy Snacks here."

Khalisa shook his head, this time he only wanted to buy tea that was completely used up at home.

"Get you like this one, right?" Khalisa pointed to the blue tea box.

Azfan nodded, in fact he did not mind any brand of tea because if Khalisa that makes it will still feel good.

"This is it Mama?" The cashier made sure once again Khalisa's groceries, he offered various Snacks that were near the cashier's desk.

"That's it." Khalisa took out one card of his to pay for the tea.

"Thank you." Say the cashier while reviewing a big smile.

"Not using my card?" Azfan asked as they exited the minimarket.

"Hm?" Khalisa wanted to avoid that question.

"Is it over, huh?" Allegedly Azfan because usually Khalisa always use his card to shop.

Khalisa looked down at his pair of legs wrapped in black pantofel shoes. How is this, he does not want to make Azfan feel guilty. Next time he should be more frugal.

"Sorry Mas, I can't manage our finances yet, next time I'll study more sparingly and buy something important."

Azfan smiled rubbing Khalisa's arm, "not Haura who can not manage finances but her money is a little." Azfan knew Khalisa was trying to save money. "Let's go up."

Khalisa hugged Azfan's stomach up on the motor. Khalisa thought hard how he also had the income to help Azfan. While Azfan's mind is actually filled with abaya photos that Khalisa often see on mobile phones. Azfan wondered what the price of the clothes was but he could not ask Khalisa. Surely Khalisa happy if Azfan suddenly bought the clothes he wanted. But Azfan has no more money to meet Khalisa's wishes.

"Lately the shop has been quiet." Azfan put the bag when he got home, of course, not every day people buy calligraphy. It is not like selling food that will be sold every day.

"The name is also the business of Mas, there must be when the rise and fall, not just above." Khalisa sitting next to Azfan helped him take off his suit. "Mas himself said that if we are worried about tomorrow's sustenance then it means we doubt God."

Azfan smiled at the steadfastness of Khalisa, his wife did not demand more income and always received whatever money Azfan gave. Azfan must also receive whatever food Khalisa cooks.

"Thank you baby, you've accepted whatever my circumstances are."

"Don't tell me what Mas, after marriage there is no more me you—but we so whatever the circumstances we will pass this together."

"My godly wife, may Allah protect you." Azfan grabbed Khalisa's hand and kissed him. Khalisa assures Azfan prayer. "I'll get ready for the store first." It's up.

Azfan changed his clothes before leaving for the store. Khalisa drove Azfan to the front door.

"Be careful on the road." Khalisa kissed Azfan's perfumed back and palms.

"Haura is also careful at home." Azfan kissed Khalisa's forehead and said his greetings.

Khalisa never expected the calligraphy in Azfan shop to sell loudly but he always prayed that their sustenance could be a blessing.

Khalisa again closed the door after Azfan was not seen, he rushed out his sketchbook from inside the bag. Khalisa has drawn many designs of clothing just not had time to sew it. Dress Renata was the last outfit that Khalisa sewed.

Khalisa opened every sketch sheet he had made. A small part of the image has been made into clothing by Khalisa. He had a dream to make all the designs and then display them in his own boutique. But for now Khalisa can not make it happen.

"Can it be sold?" Suddenly Khalisa thought of selling the design to someone else, he happened to have some acquaintance designer. For now, that's all that comes to Khalisa's mind. That's all Khalisa has and feels can help ease Azfan's work.

Khalisa scrolled the names of the contacts on his phone, he decided to send a message to Sandi—, one of Aisyah's trusted designers who currently also lives in Sleman so that if needed to meet then Khalisa can easily do it. Just like Aisyah, Sandi also has boutiques in the city area of Yogyakarta. Khalisa hopes Sandi will accept some of his designs.

While waiting for Sandi's reply, Khalisa stepped into the kitchen to make the tea he had just bought at the minimarket.

"Ah turned out not only the tea is exhausted but the sugar is also exhausted." Khalisa turned to look at the empty sugar jar that was not left. He poured hot water into the mug and dipped the tea. "Today we drink tea." Somehow Khalisa laughed when he saw the sugar jar was empty when it was not funny.

Khalisa returned to the living room with a glass of unsalted tea, he hurriedly checked the phone but there was no reply from Sandi.

"Please Sa, it's only been a few minutes, Bang Sandi must be busy." Khalisa tried to calm himself down, he sat down to sip his homemade tea which poured warmth all over his body, but it could not be compared to the warm embrace of Azfan, uh.

******

Kafa is enjoying the atmosphere of a newly opened cafe near his apartment. Many young people seem to be hanging out at the cafe. Maybe only Kafa comes alone and looks like a miserable singles. But Kafa is better labeled as sad singles than acting because of having an unlawful relationship.

No. gabe. Kafa is not alone, he has made an appointment with Sandi—cowok who is several years older than him. Kafa has made that promise since he arrived in Sleman. But the world of lectures is not as beautiful as Kafa usually sees in movies. Kafa thinks he will have plenty of time to hangout often with his new friends. In fact, the lecture schedule is very solid even in the early semester. Even sometimes Kafa wants to give up but he has promised his family to take the major. Thinking about how steadfast Khalisa was in his choice to marry Azfan made Kafa even more upset. Kafa has made a big sacrifice for Khalisa but look now that his cousin's brother chose Azfan—which Kafa sure can not support Khalisa well.

"It's not a weekend but the road is jammed badly." Sandi sat in front of Kafa. "Such printer yes you choose a place to meet that is the same distance where you live." He wiped away the sweat that ran down his temple.

"Yes, let's be fair if we meet again but near the residence of Bang Sandi deh." Kafa raised his hand calling the waiter to order. He had looked through the menu book earlier and there was actually nothing of interest to Kafa. But because it has arrived here, Kafa must order.

"Meet again next year." Password flipping through the menu book, he ordered Ice Coffee Rum juice and a chocolate-flavored dessert. "Coffee is Kaf." Tukas Sandi saw that Kafa did not immediately mention his order.

"I can't drink coffee." Finally Kafa ordered Lemon Green Tea and Churros.

"Why?"

"My hull is wry." Kafa chuckles.

Sandi checked her phone because she heard some incoming messages while she was on the street.

"Tumben Khalisa sent us a message." Password opens Khalisa message that begins with a greeting and asks the news. Sandi immediately replied to the message.

Hearing Khalisa's name, Kafa sees Sandi hoping that he will be told what the message is about.

"It just so happens that she's nawarin design." Sandi looks sumringah, he had long wanted a design that Khalisa made but never managed to get it because Khalisa said it was his personal collection.

"Cece nawarin design his clothes?" Kafa turned his back on whether Khalisa's life was really difficult to sell his designs.

"Yes, he sent me some pictures of his designs."

"Any interested?" Ask Kafa.

"But I can't pay the price." Sandi put down her phone.

"Why?" Kafa frowned, "the design that Ce Khalisa makes is always good lo Bang."

"Yes I know but Khalisa is not a professional designer."

"Bang Sandi will have to pay dearly later I will change the money."

"Well why is that uh but wait a minute why is Khalisa doing this?"

"Well Bang Sandi knows her husband Ce Khalisa that people don't have so now surely Cece I want to do anything to survive."

Sandi noticed Kafa's expression, "why don't you like Khalisa's husband, you don't fight anymore, right?"

Kafa shook his head which made Sandi confused whether it was a slab to answer her question or a slab because Kafa did not want to answer her question.

"You know Khalisa is your Cece, you can't." Sandi gives advice as an older person.

"I just don't think the same Cece who chose the man as her husband and the journey is still long, she too soon decided to get married." Despite thinking about it many times Kafa will not find a single truth from Khalisa's choice to marry Azfan.

"Now you're worried about Khalisa?"

"Honestly yes, but we can't like it anymore."

"You should respect whatever Khalisa's choice, don't look at things from one side."

"Apaan the hell Bang, I met not want to hear Bang Sandi's advice." Kafa shook his hand.

"You're a kid, I guess you've never been in love, have you?"

"Sokot know." Even if I fell in love, I would not like Ce Khalisa who forgot everything.

Their order came, Sandi immediately drank the iced coffee because the throat felt dry due to too long stuck in traffic.

"Try to imagine if you are in the position of Khalisa, how do you feel?"

"I'll never like him."

"That you know what your destiny will be like, don't be fooled."

"Well now Bang Sandi wants to pay for Cece design how much?"

"Most 2 millions." Sandi deliberately provoked Kafa's concern for Khalisa.

"Crazy what year Bang, stingy really cece design is not the market loh."

"How much do you want to give me?"

"Thirty, Bang Sandi should buy that design a minimum of three five."

"Yes already." Without a second thought Password agreed.

"I'm transferring now." Kafa pulled out his phone, his thumb moving agilely over the flat screen of the phone. Moments later he showed his phone screen on Password. "Udah!" Said.

Sandi smiled. They are still brothers, although Kafa's mouth says he hates Khalisa but Sandi believes Kafa still cares about Khalisa.

"Eh but don't let Cece know." Kafa said in a threatening tone.

"Big!"

Kafa made sure himself that Sandi kept the promise to pay for Khalisa's design. Kafa hopes it can ease Khalisa's current suffering.