Red Hooded Girl

Fahri the Savior

"Let go!!! “ The voice of a man surprises all three.

The three sangar men turned to the origin of the voice. The sweet man wearing a maroon coloured cocoa shirt had stood upright behind them. That man is Fahri.

"Don't interfere!!" exclaiming Tattooed man.

"Don't disturb our pleasure!!" exclaims jet black man.

"Or you want us to make it!" exclaiming Men brewok.

"You better stop your bad plan because soon the police will come here" said Fahri steady.

"Wahaha... Of course we will believe the same snapping lo," said the man brewok.

"He thinks we're little kids, what" said the tattooed man.

"Surge lo! Or maybe you want to follow along too. May.. but after we're done yes," said the jet black man.

"A hahahaha.." The three Sangar men laughed out loud.

"Astagfirullahaladhim. Don't regret that you were arrested by the police" Fahri said.

Then there was the sound of police car sirens.

Wiu... Wiu... Wiu... Wiu...

"Woy cop cop."

"The cloud is blurred."

"Kabuuuurr."

The three sangar men ran away because they heard the siren sound of a police car. After the three sangar men left, Fahri approached Opi who was sitting on the ground crying. Then he crouched down next to Opi.

"Opi... Is it okay?" tanyanya while looking softly Opi.

"Huu... Huu... Ustaz..." Opi cried hysterically and then poured into Fahri's arms.

Fahri who has never felt hugged a woman. Let alone being hugged, touched or close to a woman who is not his mahram has never felt. During this time he always applied social distancing with the administrators.

Opi sitting on the ground hugged Fahri who was crouching nearby. Opi's hands were coiled around Fahri's waist while crying bitterly. Fahri was stunned for a while. Indeed, Opi's embrace is like an electric current that stings all over the body. It causes strange twinkling. It made his body tremble, his chest flutter, his heart beat, and his blood rippled.

Astagfirullahaladzim apos. He murmured in his heart.

"O-Op-Opi ja-don't cry," he said stuttering due to Opi's disturbing behavior reaction.

"Huu... Huuuaa... Ustaz Fahri's.... Huuu... Huu.... Hix... Hicks..." Opi cried even more and tightened her embrace.

"O-Op-Opi calm down first yes," he said while trying to loosen Opi's embrace. Please, don't make me this difficult. His inner.

Opi loosened her arms and then her head swerved to the right and to the left like she was looking for something. Then he let go of his embrace after realizing what he was looking for did not get.

"Where's the police going, Taz?" ask Opi while wailing.

Fahri shook his head. "There are police" he said.

"Well, wasn't there a police car siren?" ask Opi back. Even though a moment ago he was in a mode of extreme fear, but his sense of hearing could still clearly capture the sound of police car sirens that seemed to be near from this place.

Fahri smiled mesem then reached into the phone from his pocket. Then he pressed something on his phone.

Wiu... Wiu... Wiu... Wiu...

"Actually the police car siren sound from this phone," said Fahri then he laughed "Hehehehehe..."

"Ih Ustaz.kirain is really a police officer" Opi said. Then push the body of Fahri who was crouching to cause Fahri fell strung backward.

"Eh... Excuse me... Excuse me... Sorry..." Opi stood up to help Fahri get up. But his legs instead stepped on his long skirt to cause him to fall beside the body of Fahri with the position of the head very close to Fahri. The views of the two intertwined for a moment. Mutually silent. Silent. Until Fahri woke up in the fifth second and immediately threw his gaze at just anyone. "Astagfirullahal adzim" he wrote.

Lirihan Fahri is heard clearly by Opi because of their very close distance. Opi immediately stood up and raised both hands like a man praying and raised his head while saying, "Astagfirullahal adzim wa atuubu ilaih."

"Sorry about Ustaz. Opi ga on purpose, sueerrr deh!" the word Opi while brandishing two index fingers and middle fingers forms the letter 'V'. "Ustaz Fahri genius deh. mind to menggerjain those bastard men," he continued.

Opi's face was no longer as ugly as before. Even a smile rose from his lips.

Fahri stood up and patted his shirt and pants behind him to remove dirt that might be stuck due to a fall earlier. "Because I can't possibly fight those three rogue men. Hehehehe.." he said chuckling.

"Haha..." Opi laughed chuckling.

"Ustaz Fahri is smart" Opi said as he punched Fahri's arm. Of course the point is to joke as is usually done with his male friends.

"Adaaww.." cried Fahri in pain from Opi's fist.

"eeee... Sorrysorry... Opi ain't on purpose," said Opi. He rubbed Fahri's arms covered with cocoa sleeves.

Although not in direct contact between the skin with the skin but still the touch and rubbing of Opi hands on his arms make bristling. It caused a strange twinkling that he had just felt for the first time.

Make it special many times in the heart. Astagfirullahal.

Flashback.

Fahri had just returned home from one of the Salafist boarding schools in a suburban village when his net caught the image of a teenage girl sitting drowsy at a nearby bus stop indoapril. "Opi.." he muttered.

He stopped his motorbike in an indoapril parking lot, about to buy some snacks as souvenirs for his nephews. He was about to approach Opi to just ask why at night this late is still outside. Although this is only nine o'clock at night, but for school children like Opi of course this hour is also late, is not it.

Just three steps he was walking to approach Opi, suddenly his phone rang.

Farah's tea calls.

"Assynoltom..."

"Waalaikum hail.." answered the cheerful voice of the little children.

"aa... Don't forget to buy Kinder Joy!" Caca's voice on the other end of the phone.

"I'm UHT milk that's brown A." This time Baim's voice was very fond of chocolate milk.

"I donut doraemon in indoapril." The voice of the kingpin Alif also answered.

His little nieces as usual order souvenirs if Fahri goes outside and when the young date like this.

"Ready... God willing, I'll buy it. If the prayer is not Isya will not be given yes," he said.

"Yes." answered everything compactly and then sounded the cheerful cheers of his little nephews.

"Wait for A Fahri to come home... Assalamualaikum," he said before closing the call.

"Greetings waalaikum..."

After the phone call, he returned his gaze to the stop where Opi was sitting. And found Opi was waving his hand to stop the angkot. And what made him restless was the three sangar men who stood behind Opi. More disturbing because the three sangar men also went up to the angkot following Opi. Something is not good.

Fahri immediately got on his bike, started the engine and then ran it and then followed the angkot.

His heart was gamed when he saw the unbalanced fight between Opi and the three sangar men. He swallowed his saliva many times because he was confused about what to do. Against the three sangar men it was impossible for him who did not have basic martial arts. Asking for help from others also seems impossible because of the quiet place of human traffic.

Until then came up with a brilliant idea. Downloading police car siren sounds. Then with firm and calm steps shouted out loud. "Take him off!!"

Flashback Off

*****

Opi landed his butt in a chair from a row of chairs in front of Indoapril. While Fahri sat in a straight line in front of him with a table as his mediator.

Fahri had intended to immediately take Opi home. But Opi refused, forcing her not to go home. He knew Opi had a problem. So he decided to stop here for a moment, in front of the indoapril terrace to just chat with Opi. Trying to persuade Opi to go home.

"Drink Pi first." Fahri offered a fruit-flavored tea drink.

"Still, Taz," Opi said, receiving Fahri's drink.

"Don't call Ustaz ah. If outside the assembly just call Ka Fahri aja," pinta Fahri.

Opi nodded. "Thank you, Ka Fahri,” he said. Then unseal the drink bottle and gulp it down. He really felt very thirsty.

"The crown is also eaten by Pi. Opi must be hungry, right?" Fahri put a plastic bag containing food and drinks that he deliberately bought for Opi on the table. While the other plastic bags contained snacks and snacks, the order of his little nephews.

Opi opened quickly a packet of torn bread and devoured it quickly.

"Read the bismillah first Pi. Never forget!" fahri reminded Opi.

Fahri who noticed Opi devoured the bread with vigor, curled his lips. It feels good to be able to give one a favor tonight. Alhamdulillahot.

Giving one kindness to teenage girls with very sweet faces. Oops... Astagfirullah. He immediately lowered his gaze.

"So, why doesn't Opi want to go home?" ask Fahri in between the activities of eating opi.

“Emm... Again lazy to go home,” replied Opi while chewing bread.

“There is a problem?” ask Fahri again.

Opi was silent for a moment, stopping chewing. It was impossible for him to confide with Ustaz Fahri about his crumbling heart because his only sister was married to the man of his clan.

“Opi want to nginep at a friend's house,” replied Opi finally.

“The theme is male or female?” search Fahri.

“Ya women are... “

“Keep why was it at the stop?” cecar Fahri's.

“Because my friend has not yet returned, still on the way.”

“Have you asked permission Abah or Mami or Mimin Tea?”

Opi. “Ga need to ask permission.”

“If Opi doesn't ask permission... Ka Fahri will tell Abah to pick up Opi here,” threatened Fahri.

“Ih don't geh,” said Opi gusar.

“Then the phone used to be home person. If Abah or Mami allow Opi to stay at Opi's friend's house. Ka Fahri will take Opi to the front door of Opi's friend's house. Ka Fahri has to make sure that Opi is okay. Do not let the incident happen again,” said Fahri firmly.

"Opi Laper has not eaten yet. Try if Opi had eaten, Opi energy will rise many times and certainly can paralyze the three bastard men," said Opi full of confidence.

Fahri smiled mesem. "Yes... Ka Fahri. Opi is a PORCAM pencak silat champion yes," he said with a smile. Opi's behavior is adorable.

"Well... That's Ka Fahri tau."

"So.want right now call the house if Opi wants to nginep at a friend's house."

Opi took a long breath. His hand reached into the bag and took his cell phone. Then thrust in front of Fahri. “Tuh, hape Opi lowbat.. so can't phone,” the pretext.

“Opi phone use hape Ka Fahri aja nih.” Fahri gave her cell phone. “There are Abah and Teh Mimin numbers as well,”.

Want not. Want not to. Opi received the phone from Fahri's hand. Just now he was holding Fahri's phone, there was a call coming in.

“There's a phone nih Ka,” says Opi. He returned Fahri's phone.

“From whom?”

“Ga has his name.”

Fahri grabbed his phone back. After waiting for a while, making sure the call from the unknown number wasn't a prank call then he picked it up.

“Assalamualaikum.” The voice of a man on the other end of the phone.

“Waalaikum greetings warahmatullah wabarakatuh.”

“Fairy... It's me Iyan.”

“Masya Allah Yan... Ana's waiting for Antum to come to the house eh ain't coming again."

"sorry. I was busy looking for something. But we never met at the mosque."

"Oohs.. Yes Afwan. Ana yesterday was doing a lot of activities outside.so ga salat congregation in the mosque village Cibening."

“Oooh... Fahri... I need your help?”

“What help Yan? If ana can, insyaallah ana will help."

“Fahri... know Opi right? His youngest son Haji Zaenudin. It's been this night, Opi hasn't come home yet. Please help me find Opi.”

Fahri stood up from his seat and walked away from Opi to be more comfortable talking.

“Please send my regards to Mr. Haji. God willing, Opi is okay and healthy and safe. There is no shortage of anything. Ana is with Opi. It just seems like he is sad. Later ana persuaded let Opi want to go home ya.”

“Yes Allah alhamdulillah... So Opi is with you?”

“Iya.”

“Please take care of Opi... Later I will tell Mr. Haji's family. If there's anything about Opi, let me know again, Fahri.”

“Insyaallah.”

“Syukron Fahri's... Assalamualaikum.”

“Afwan. Jazakallahu khiiran's. Waalaikum greetings.”

After receiving a phone call, Fahri sat back in his place. While Opi had just devoured the last mouthful of bread. Then drink the drink.

“Hot full, Pi?” ask Fahri.

“Iya,” reply Opi briefly.

“Keep saying what if it's full?”

“Thank you, Ka Fahri already bought all these food.”

“Not that what it means. When we are full, after eating we say.... “

“Alhamdulillah.”

“Well, Opi pinter?”

“Indeed Opi pinter Ka, hehehe... “

“Opi... Ka Fahri can ask?”

“Bby... ask aja.”

“What was true last night Mimin married?”

Hearing this question, Opi cried again. "Huu... Huu... Huuo..."

"Why is Opi crying?" fahri asked in confusion.

"Hiks... Hix... Hicks..."

Seeing Opi cry sobbing sobbing as much as possible caused a strange tremor in her heart. He wanted to touch the girl for a moment to calm her down. Even his hands were almost outstretched intending to wipe away Opi's tears. But immediately realized and undo it. Can't touch a woman who's not the mahram.

"Dear api as well as Mimin Tea? To the extent that Opi feels sad because Teh Mimin is married?"

"Hiks... Hix... Hicks..."

"Sooner or later Mimin Tea is getting married, right?"

"Hiks... Hix... Hicks..."

"If Mimin Tea is married does not mean Opi lost Mimin Tea. Opi remains his sister Teh Mimin."

"Hiks... Hix... Hicks..."

"Opi just pray that Mimin Tea is happy in her marriage. Become a sakinah mawaddah warahmah family."

"Hiks... Hix... Hicks..."

"Who was Pi married to?"

.

.

.