Pursuing the Cold Love

Still in Mushalla

"Ee... What is it? There may be a child of 12 IPA 1, or a younger sibling who is also a bully today, who is also a rohis child, I mean earlier, who was salaried earlier," refute Dimas did not believe until his words became convoluted.

"Yes, there are IPA 1 children as well. Classroom sister is also the same picket. But that was it, Dim. Even if there were a prison class, they wouldn't come straight here. The employees are not directly here right penjas, let alone the akhwat. This is also the first time you go to mushalla, right? Though there are IPA 1 children who are also brothers who are also jailers."

Before long, there was a rather noisy sound from the prayer area. Many students in sports uniforms visited the prayer area. Also followed from the front, many voices of the Brotherhood in sports uniforms stormed the part where the ikhwanikhwan wudhu, but the ikhwan section can still keep its voice, unlike the akhwat section.

"Assalamu'alaikum akhwat" said Dimas strongly. Instantly the noise from the ink section subsided. They answered Dimas's greeting and immediately realized that they were too noisy when entering the mushalla.

"People voice, yes. If you want to continue tadarus again better. Do not make dirty mushalla too, because we are abis from the field, body odor and sun smell. If the intention is to ngadem because there is AC in the mushalla, it is better to go back to the class and immediately ngadem in the fan class each. Soon also want to enter the time of Dzuhur, so please be conducive," said Dimas as well as insinuate. He knew today the weather was very hot and hot outside, especially for students who get a prison turn and use the field as a place to study. Hence, the majority of the classes that had finished the prison immediately invaded the mushalla. Dimas is also so. However, because he was first finished with his plumbing practice, he first came to mushalla. Take a shower to get rid of her body odor. However, because so until he was immediately heard the beautiful chants of an actress who was teaching, he was even accustomed and wanted to listen more to the voice. The cool sound and plus the AC that was no less cool made Dimas forget that he had taken a sweat bath earlier.

Instantly a group of people who entered the mushalla was scattered out because they felt insinuated with the right target Dimas speech. Begutupula with ikhwan who can also hear Dimas' loud voice. Rather than being insinuated once again, it was better to be self-conscious now, they thought.

"Bro, very fierce. Haha. It's a natural girl, it's so noisy. If the gini will be on the human stamp of the refrigerator you know, Dim. You are famous for being cold, hahaha. Yes, even though, we thank you for changing our work. Syukron, yes, Dim," replied the friend.

"Afwan. You welcome. Udah, yes, I want to take a shower and change clothes first before dzuhur. I think body odor I will disturb the congregational prayer later," replied Dimas at once saying goodbye.

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Behind the hijab of the Brotherhood and the akhwat, Alya could hear all the words between Dimas and the two spiritual children. Alya felt lucky, this time he could see the figure of Dimas who spoke a lot. Not usually who like to talk and tend to cool his words. He also knew the custom of Dimas that every time there was a penjas lesson, he always bathed first in prayer and changed clothes. Habits that he did not expect, until Alya also thought that Dimas could every day bathe in mushalla because often come home late to discuss problems with his teacher and Olympic team. Although it has not been confirmed by the defendant—Dimas and only Alya's assumption.

The time will start adhan is only five minutes away. Finished tadarus due to interrupted Dimas, Alya spent time with his phone while waiting for the time of the Adzan.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Akhwat." There was another voice call from behind the hijab. But this time, Alya knew clearly that this was not the voice of Dimas.

"Wa'alaykumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh," replied Alya alone. Because right after Dimas's reprimand was thrown, the entire office felt expelled and only left Alya.

"Is there a rohis kid there?" ask the other rohis.

"Nothing. I'm just doang."

"Who?"

"Alya."

"Alya who?"

"Duh, really complicated, anyway," Alya was mumbling.

"Alya Zahra Shafira's. Class 12 IPA 12, student class failed. Wh why? That was less obvious?"

"Yes, i. Why emang? But I didn't skip, anyway. I went to Mushalla precisely because I was expelled from the same teacher. Rather than not clearly say, better to mushalla tadarusan, I thought so. Don't report it, yeah."

"No, we won't report. Thanks for the confirmation. Just want that. Sorry if we made you uncomfortable."

"It doesn't matter" Alya said.

"So it's by itself, isn't it, Dim? That one wasn't really a rohis kid. You're satisfied, don't you, because you know who the real chanter is?" Throw the two men to Dimas who turned out to have returned to mushalla after finishing bathing and changing clothes.

"Yeah. Sorry to doubt you." Dimas is a bit of a gag. He realized that he had been blatantly praising Alya freely to be heard if he wanted to hear. After this, Dimas who was at home would definitely be damaged his image, he thought. In front could be that cold, behind praising straightforwardly, Dimas imagined how Alya would utter the sentence directly to Dimas. However, he immediately dismissed the thought, after all he could turn things around and show his coldness again if Alya suddenly discussed this to Dimas.

"Aa.a., no problem. We are also curious about it. Just relax."

"Do you want a prayer, Dim?"

"Umm.., yeah, yeah."

"Yes, really, haven't heard Dimas Adzan in a long time. Let alone the same clop that was tadarus earlier. His voice was equally cool going into the ears."

"Haha, what the fuck, anyway," replied Dimas rather uneasy as it sounded.

"Eemmm, that was just going to praise you. We never believed rumors about you and Alya." The friend even slipped, and even made Dimas increasingly uncomfortable. Just now Dimas wanted to dismiss the thought of Alya, suddenly there was something that made him even more upset.

"Huh? What else, anyway?"

"Oh, Afwan, Dim. This mouth likes a girl sometimes. I didn't mean to hurt your heart. It was just the intention to melt the atmosphere with a joke like that. I'm so sorry, Dim."

"The rumor even reached the Rohis's son, huh? Haha. No problem, anyway. You know, too, right, I'm just a normal human being who can make mistakes. At that time I realized that what I was doing was not good. I hope you don't think anything weird between me and Alya anymore. I'm also sometimes uncomfortable when people talk about it again. But, what you just said I will not enter the heart, really. I can tell if you're joking. It is precisely I who I apologize for the delay in his reaction, because it is still sensitive only when people discuss it. Sorry, yes," said Dimas after taking a deep breath earlier so it was calmer. His opponents also calmed down when they saw the friendly face of Dimas visible.

"Dim, we're sorry too, yeah."

"Yes. I'm just straight away, aren't I? It's time, right?"

"Oo, yes, Dim, please."

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