
"Yes right, I studied with Ustazah Laili. You know I'm still a layman of religious science." Cika tried to explain in detail with a series of words written in her head. Indeed, the large family of Ustaz Hafid for a while chose to hide this marriage first, they did that because of Cika's own request.
"Huft, almost," muttered Cika in thanksgiving.
Novi and Dinda nodded in understanding. After that the three of them walked together towards the princess dormitory.
"Help me holy, yes," Cika pleaded with Novi and Dinda. Now he was holding a pile of his clothes. He was used to washing clothes using a washing machine in his home, in contrast to the cottage. It was also done by his mother. She's a spoiled type of girl. "Couple, Vi. Comeon!" He whined like a child to his two friends.
"Yes, we'll help you" replied Dinda.
"The more affectionate you two are, the better I am." Cika hugged the bodies of her two best friends.
"The three of us are best friends, please help each other. The joy and sorrow we face together, Cika." Novi tightened his embrace.
It didn't take long for the three girls to finish washing clothes. They sat on the iron chairs in the garden of the cottage while eating snacks.
"That-that's not Ning Aisyah, Vi?" point Dinda towards the parking lot.
Highlight Cika and Dinda's eyes following Dinda's direction.
"Excuse me, the more beautiful Ning Aisyah is," replied Novi agreeing.
Cika saw from a distance the woman named Ning Aisyah who was walking with Ustazah Laili and was followed by the middle-aged man who seemed to be her father. "Who is Ning Aisyah?" ask Cika curiously.
Novi and Dinda put on sad faces.
"Ustaz Hafid's future wife, Cika," replied Novi grieving. The hope of getting married to the young ustaz would soon be dashed when he found out Ustaz Hafid had already proposed to Ning Aisyah.
Uhuk!
Uhuk!
Cika directly sniffed the food hearing that. Dinda hurriedly gave the bottle of drink to Cika.
"Right, you're not lying, Vi?" ask Cika again.
"I speak honestly Cika, well .. It is natural that Ustaz Hafid proposed to Ning Aisyah, while Ning Aisyah had memorized 30 juz of the Qur'an, just like Ustaz Hafid. Their families were also close from long ago."
"Yes, we're so far away, Cika. I was so jealous of that Ning Aisyah. It's beautiful, smart again. The ideal woman, mah," said Dinda with her own joints as well.
"If you don't believe ask directly to Ustaz Hafid," said Dinda, "You're heartbroken like us?"
"No!" sahut Cika ketus.
Novi hugged Dinda's body, the two girls looked so much better in Cika's eyes now.
"Now will marry ustaz, Din. I was already nervous."
"Me too, Vi."
"Try telling me about Ustaz Hafid's relationship with that woman" Cika said.
Novi let go of his embrace. He looked straight at Cika's face. "Tumben kepo with Ustaz Hafid. You're starting to like it too, aren't you?"
"No, you know, Vi."
Novi took a deep breath before telling a story. Novi and Dinda will not miss information when it comes to Ustaz Hafid.
"That's it, the story." Cika lowered her head after Novi told her.
"Yes." Yeah."
"Why am I so sad? It should be nice for Ustaz Hafid to get married again, and I could be free from this crazy marriage," she said. Only one day did he bear the status of wife of a Muhammad Hafid Febriansyah. He knows the harsh reality.
"I'm going to go to the bathroom for a minute." Cika ran as fast as lightning from in front of Novi and Dinda.
Arriving in the bathroom, Cika tries to brush off feelings that are difficult to explain. "I'm not jealous, I'm not jealous. I don't like Ustaz Hafid! Don't like it!" emphatically.
However, it seemed like he could not lie to himself, his tears suddenly shed without being asked. He leaned his body against the wall. Slowly his body fell on the ceramic tile.
"I can't be jealous, right? And it's impossible to like ustaz?" he said he was still trying not to acknowledge the feelings. He hid his head in the groove of his knee.
After crying in the bathroom, he washed his face. His eyes were so dull from excessive crying.
"I won't care anymore" Cika's inner voice as she walked out of the bathroom.
He also smiled wryly when he saw Ustaz Hafid walking in tandem with Ustazah Laili not forgetting Ning Aisyah. And made him grow furious when the man in the sneer just glanced at him. He was eager to scratch the face of Ustaz Hafid to vent his frustration.