Tafakur Love Mualaf

Watch Out for Falling Cintrong

Hasbi sat next to Fiha, willingly leaving the important talk with Aqila. He knew that Fiha was not doing well.

"Fiha, don't be sad anymore. You're not alone, there's still Mom and I." Hasbi said.

"But you won't be with me forever. We'll split up, when you're married." replied Fiha.

"Fiha, you're hearing well, I haven't thought about marriage yet" Hasbi said.

"Then Aqila, she's your candidate right." replied Fiha confirming.

"What a candidate is Fiha, he's just a friend" Hasbi said.

"Friends can be a bustle, starting from the approach." replied Fiha ketus.

"Fiha, Fiha, you're talking about it" Hasbi said.

"Son, I'm really talking straight out of a flowing mind." replied Fiha.

Fiha continued his words. "Hasbi, that woman is so sweet in voice."

"If you want to be like that, I can also teach you" Hasbi replied offering.

"Awas falling cintrong, kok suddenly good." seduced Fiha.

"You who are careful fall cintrong." replied Hasbi.

Aqila looked from a distance, the two of them were smiling. Aqila knew that Hasbi was not that happy when she was with him.

”I wonder who that girl is. Since when did Hasbi know him.” Inner Aqila.

When the class hours were over, Aqila, Ali, Hasbi, and Fiha went to the boarding school. They approached the people, who were in temporary tents. There was a middle-aged man, who was the owner of a boarding school.

"Sir, this is a small donation from the Bronze campus" Hasbi said.

"Thank you son, may God repay your kindness." he replied.

"Aamiin." they answered simultaneously.

They put their feet together, to go home together. On the way there were small children, who were watching them.

"Eh, the brother who wears the peci fits the same veil."

"Yes, beautiful and handsome."

"If the one wearing the short-sleeved shirt matches whom."

"Suit with that one." Appointing Ali.

Fiha could hear a milling sound, his eyes also saw Aqila who was smiling withered. Fiha quickened his pace, ahead of them all.

"Fiha, wait for dong!" shouted Ali.

"I'm in a hurry." replied Fiha.

"I have the same business as my sugar Daddy." replied Fiha reasoned.

"Fiha, you don't go anymore." Hasbi's worried.

"No, I'll keep going. It was my way, venting out all the burdens of life." replied Fiha.

Fiha further accelerated his pace, driven by jealousy. Fiha hid behind a lush plant. Hasbi circulated his gaze around, but there was no sight of Fiha either.

"Hasbi wait, you are really fast on the road" said Aqila.

"I'm after Fiha." Hasbi rubbed his nape, which did not itch.

"Often, you know the address" Ali said.

"I'm going home first." Hasbi got on the bike immediately.

The four-wheeled vehicle driven by him, was speeding towards the costan Fiha. But it is not seen either, that the Fiha is inside. Hasbi knocked him repeatedly, but it did not appear that anyone came out. Hasbi finally returned home, and entered the bathroom to clean up. The next day, Jonah made food. He cooks chicken opor, a special favorite of Fiha.

"Hasbi, I want to go to Fiha kosan" said Yunah.

"Yes ma'am, I'll take you" Hasbi replied.

"Mother is worried, she's not eating. Back when we were in trouble, you remember who brought the side dishes. When the grocery store crisis, Fiha came to buy a lot of stuff." explained Yunah.

"Yes ma'am, I remember it." replied Hasbi.

After a few minutes on the way, they finally arrived. Yunah called out the name Fiha, then the door opened quickly.

"Fiha, this is you bringing food." Yunah said.

Fiha. "Thank you ma'am, let's go inside."

Yunah went inside with Hasbi, because Fiha offered her.

"Fiha, actually I want to make an offer. This is also because Mother loves you." said Yunah.

"What offer ma'am, I became curious." replied Fiha.

"If you are willing to convert and marry Hasbi, you can stay at your home without living alone" Yunah explained.

"Where may be Ma'am, Hasbi doesn't like me." replied Fiha.

"Most importantly, you love Islam first." woo Yunah.

"Hmmm.. There is actually an intention to get to know more deeply" replied Fiha.

"Areally Fiha, that fast?" ask Yunah.

"I feel that the Qur'an really brings peace. When others chant it, it really feels cool. A long time ago, I listened to Habsi teach." Fiha smiled towards Hasbi.

"Fiha, I'm glad that you have such thoughts. You have to be truly passionate about loving. Never falter, just because of world affairs. It's okay slowly, the most important thing can be istiqomah." explained Hasbi, with a spring.