Tafakur Love Mualaf

Gossip Cheats

Ali had arrived at Fiha's house, carrying a packet of medicine. He knocked on the door, then the door opened. Ali gave her a crackle bag, which contained medicine for her.

"Fiha, I'd better get home. Gossip about the two of us, has spread throughout the campus." said Ali.

"Yes Ali, you be careful." Fiha felt weak, and fell on the floor.

Ali helped Fiha up, until Hasbi came. He was still looking in the distance, how his wife received Ali's hand. Obviously they are not husband and wife, but hold each other's shoulders.

"It doesn't seem like this is gossip, they do meet behind my back. Fiha always urged me to go away from him, only for what I see now." Hasbi monologue.

Who would not misunderstand, when our loved ones are close to others. And not just once twice. Hasbi has witnessed it many times, even on campus often both.

Fiha smiled. "Thank you Ali, you've helped me."

"We're like Fiha's brother. I consider friends, not just carving land on water." replied Ali.

Ali immediately went inside the house, to help Fiha walk. He was afraid, if Fiha fell again.

"Are you sure we're safe?" ask Fiha.

"Yes, I'm sure." replied Ali.

"Don't let Hasbi know yes" Fiha said.

"Habsi si do not know, but the gossip circulating on campus is not very good" replied Ali.

"Yes, I got a message from the rector. He told us to go into both rooms. Perhaps, he wanted to ask for clarification." said Fiha.

"Yes, we'll face it together" replied Ali.

Fiha immediately swallowed the pill, after gulping down the drinking water. Not long after, Hasbi heard him say hello. Fiha and Ali answered the greetings, with feelings of immeasurable anxiety.

"Darling, are you home?" ask Fiha.

"It." Answer briefly, with flat intonation.

"Hasbi, I hope you don't believe the wind" Ali said.

"I didn't pay attention, before my eyes saw for themselves." Hasbi replied.

In the afternoon, Yunah had already returned home from the boutique. He approached Fiha, looking at him fixedly.

"Mom, that's really just gossip. Please, don't believe in outsiders." replied Fiha.

"If you want to be trusted, what can be from now on away from Ali." said Yunah.

"Mom, I'm sorry I can't. Him and me..." Fiha was hard to explain, wanting to cry.

"What you and he are, is actually cheating on Hasbi's back." Yunah remembered the picture of their togetherness, which she saw on her friend's phone.

"Mom, I love Hasbi. My goal is to come here, because I love him. Please trust me Mom, I beg you." Fihah started crying.

Yunah immediately got up from her seat, bringing with her a sense of disappointment she left. He did not expect, Fiha still denied. He did not want to be honest, but clearly did not want to stay away from Ali.

Fiha went into the room, then saw Hasbi who was teaching. The man seemed to be dispelling the confusion, by reading the Koran as much as possible.

”My husband, do I look very ungodly. I love you, so I hid this. I realize, just a convert. I'm trying, to keep quiet. It's okay, if you now hate me.” Inner Fiha.

The next day, Hasbi still kept it quiet. Only when inviting morning prayers together, only her husband's lips spoke. She did not cry, but she was hurt deeply. Fiha and Hasbi are already halal, but like just the other side. Hasbi felt that only he was honest, but Fiha was not at all.

Hasbi approached Aqila, and let Fiha lag behind her. Fiha smiled, thinking maybe Hasbi would have a replacement. Fiha could be relieved to leave him, then Hasbi learned to love Aqila he thought.

"Aqila, I told you to come to Fisbi Boutique" Hasbi said.

"Yes, I'll be home from college." replied Aqila.

"Thank you." he said.

"Don't hesitate." replied Aqila.

Fiha held onto his chest which felt tight, he immediately walked into his class. Ali approached Fiha, not caring about the voices of the people around. Ali opened the drinking water, and Fiha received it.

"Mualaf the cheat."

"Kedok doang hijabnya, but also not Istiqomah."

"It's cheating, it won't confess."

"Good, have a hypocritical classmate like him."

They were about to throw a bottle at him, but Ali tried to stop him. They were even more brutal, about to throw a ruler. Ali immediately stood in front of the Fiha's table, trying to fend off the attack. His head was hit by a marker, and his leg was hit by a chair. Fiha and Ali immediately walked out of the classroom, with both enduring the pain.