Tell Your Father I'm a Muslim
Returnees
Maryam got off at the bus stop near her school first. After returning home from his new school, he somehow wanted to go to this stop. It
looking at the sidewalk he had been through with David. He wanted to wait for David. He wanted to know his name and where he lived. He sat on the bus stop and looked at the street towards the school. He saw that there were still some school children walking towards him
stop, but David's face is invisible as well. Some of them looked at Maryam strangely and whispered, as if they knew her, as if they had seen her. Long time, but no students through the sidewalk anymore, David did not show up.
It was late in the afternoon, David didn't come. Suddenly Jardon appeared while running hastily after two men holding sharp weapons. The two gunmen ran. Jardon gasped and sat weakly as he could not catch up with the two men.
“Sials. Watch out for you k****t, if I see you later, I'll have***h both of you!” Jardon shouted at the two young men who had fled
that's.
“You why?” ask Maryam curious. Jardon did not realize that it was Maryam's voice. Jardon answered without looking
Mariam.
“All my valuables were robbed by the two young men. My cell phone, my watch and my wallet, they all took them. I can't go home, my driver doesn't usually pick me up. Want to take a taxi no one at home to pay for it, all go.” Jardon answered almost screaming, sad.
“This is my money!” Maryam. Then Jardon looked. He was shocked to realize that it was Maryam's voice. He didn't realize it. He thought it was just someone else who happened to be waiting for the bus at the stop.
“You, *******?” jardon said in fear and immediately took three steps back from before Maryam.
“I am not *******, trust me. I am a Muslim, but the true Muslim never wreaks destruction on the face of the earth. Only those who are not in line with the true teachings of Muslims can do that. Take this money. You need this to go home!” Said Maryam while extending her hand containing a few dollars.Maryam then looked down.
Jardon fell silent, and he took the money in Maryam's hands. But who else would help him but Maryam? Everyone at school is gone. Shamefully he took the money.
“Thank you, I'll change later,” said Jardon a little embarrassed. Mary just smiled.
“Hey, why are you here? Didn't you move?” ask Jardon curiously.
“It's okay, it just happens to be through here,” replied Maryam did not want to explain the real reason why she went to that place. The bus has arrived. Realizing that it was almost dark, Maryam immediately decided to get on the bus.
”Sorry, I’m in Hurry. My father must be worried about me. I’m going. See yes. (Sorry, I'm in a hurry. My dad must be worried about me. I'm home, yes)”
Jardon just looked at him, as if he could not believe that Maryam was his hero today. If there were no Maryam, Jardon would have died on foot to her distant home. Jardon saw the dollar bill from Maryam in his hand with haru.
”David was right. She’s not a terrorist. She’s nice, (David's right. He is not *******. She was so good)” whispered Jardon's heart a little doubtful.
On the bus Maryam daydreamed. Today he can no longer resist the longing for David, so he ventured to visit the bus stop he used to stop when he returned to school.
Maryam did not want to be treated like a king's son. His father had provided the car with a private driver, but Maryam insisted on refusing, wanting to be independent. He looked at the view of New York City that evening, the sun began to hide behind the city's skyscrapers.
“Where are you? I miss you. (Where are you? I miss you)” Maryam asked inwardly.
***
For two days Maryam did not open the door to her room. His eyes are always watering. An outrageous love engulfed his body at this moment. How the blue-eyed, blond-haired teenager had hypnotized him. Maryam could not pull over and throw away her increasingly passionate feeling. He regretted knowing the American teenager. Now that makes him very tortured.
“Maryam, open the door, you'll be sick if you keep shutting yourself in the room!” Shouted father. Her mother cried seeing Maryam's strange behavior on her husband's side.
shouting weakly.
“What's wrong with you, until you're this determined to persuade dad to let you go to that non-Muslim school?” asked his father curious.
“Daddy has promised to obey my will if I want to move here. Where's dad's appointment?” yell Maryam again.
His father was silent, while his mother kept crying, not knowing what to do.
”I want to be independent, Dad. I'm old, I can take care of myself, let me get to know new people. Believe me, I can
take care of myself.” Mary begged her father.
”Alright, if that's what you want, as long as you open your room door. And remember, if anything happens, I will never forgive you!” Yakap
his father was upset and left Maryam's room.
***
That morning David went back to school after a few days. He stepped uninspired towards his bench. One by one his friends greeted him. David just smiled. Shortly after, someone shouted.
“She’s back. The terrorist is back. (He's back. ***** it's back)”
Hearing the word******, David vibrates violently. The weakness that he felt turned so quickly into spirit.
“Terrorist?” whispered heart.
“I saw him ushered by a number of arab-faced men here, what should we do?” shouted the young man.
”Just if until he goes to school here again, we really have to act!” Said one of the students in the class.
”We just marched to get the Muslim girl out of this school again!” Shouted one of the students in the class.
Jardon. He walked to the front of the class. While David, he could not wait to see it. He doesn't care about his friends. It felt like he ran out and looked for Maryam, but he was powerless, his love was just unspoken love, love in heart. Simply looking forward to seeing his face again has made David a little calm. Jardon was standing in front of the class right now, as if she wanted to announce something.
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