So TKW
Section 37
"Hey, stop!"
"I'm just kidding, Ro'uf" he said, patting his cheek and laughing.
"That's not funny at all, you know"..
Hearing the words of his best friend the doctor just shrugged his shoulders, not forgetting the smile still stuck on his face. Even me and the sister who had been accompanying me smiling to see the behavior of the two friends.
Suddenly there was the sound of a door coming from outside.
After a nun opened it, Adeeba and Umm Jainab were standing with slightly anxious faces. They immediately rushed in after being allowed by Ahmed.
"Yes, Noorah, how are you now" Ummi touched my forehead and put his hand on my face, then said again. "Ummi was worried because you had suddenly entered the hospital, and it seemed quite severe" I smiled flattered by her attention, she said, yes, even though it was small, it was more than enough to make me feel that someone was paying attention.
"I'm good, ummi. I was just exhausted" I replied.
"Doctors say it's a mind factor too, Noorah. Have you been feeling depressed or are you in trouble?" this time it was Madam Adeeba who asked.
Hearing his daughter's words, I saw the Ummi's eyes turn to look at Abdul Ro'uf, immediately Ummi then turned his eyes to me. It's as if her son is the cause of my many thoughts lately.
"No, Ummi. Not because of him..."
"Oh, thank goodness.." umi sighed and exhaled slowly. Then he whispered right in my ear
"No, ummi..."
'honestly I don't know why I'm getting comfortable with your son, but I think it's wrong...'
*****
Today I came home from the hospital, along with Abdul Ro'uf and also a driver.
Because according to ummi we can not go both. Someone must be accompanying. Madam and her husband could not pick up on the grounds they were busy due to tomorrow's feast day.
"It's 'ant jahz?" (are you ready) asked Abdul Ro'uf from behind the bathroom door. A smile is very sweet from the corner of her pink lips. I nodded in shame. He was waiting for me who was changing clothes. Though I was inside repeatedly holding back the chest pounding as this Arab man kept paying attention and accompanying me for these three days.
"Nam" (iya) without having Abdul Ro'uf hold my body next to him to leave the room. Her burly hand holding tightly to my shoulder made me even more embarrassed and wrong.
In the front direction the driver first stepped with a bag containing a change of clothes.
It was still early morning when the sports car we were driving out of the hospital, and drove towards the hills with a winding road. Instead of taking me home to Ummi Jainab, Abdul Ro'uf took me to another place, though I admit the view is very beautiful.
We stopped by the side of the road, where the flower plantation spread wide. Finally the tiredness paid off with the beauty of the trees and also the date plantations are neatly arranged. See also the traditional houses typical of the Arabs of old who are still very gallant standing.
