Tell Your Father I'm a Muslim

Enough to Get Here

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David pushed his bike, his dog barked. He stepped into his room, his dog followed. He laid his body on the bed, his eyes glaring at the ceiling of his room.

But it is not the ceiling that is visible, but the face of Maryam who has now become her lover.

Suddenly his father came in.

"It looks like my son is in love."

David was embarrassed.

"I'm a teenager, Dad. Naturally, right, if I fall in love?" david smiled.

"With that arab-faced, hooded woman, huh?" ask his father suddenly.

David was speechless, he was confused where his father knew where Maryam was coming from. He did not dare to ask. He pretended not to know because he did not understand what to explain.

"Disregard your feelings, my son. You should know what you're doing is dangerous, very dangerous, so you should be careful. Moreover, he's not as confident as you." His father was serious this time.

"We're just friends, Dad." David lied.

"Thank God that you're just friends. Change clothes, let's have lunch together." His father took him with a smile.

David daydreams. "O Lord, where has this love come to? Why is the road so hard?" whispered the heart of David.

Meanwhile, Maryam remained silent on her bed. His thoughts were bright, thinking between his love for David or advice

father earlier.

"O Allah, by Your Great Love as wide as the earth and the heavens as Your servants, what sin would I have if I loved David? I love her, I love her so much" whispered Maryam's prayer. Zahara fell silent in the corner, away from Maryam. If he could talk, maybe a thousand pieces of advice

he gave it to Maryam.

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David continued to go back and forth in the classroom, he was agitated to see Maryam had not appeared yet. Two minutes later the bell rang. Just as bells rang throughout the school, Maryam appeared. He looked down and showed a sad face. I see David strangely. He knew what made David nervous, especially after Anggel saw the look on David's face that immediately changed when Maryam came. Angel tepis jealousy far away, let the feeling disappear swallowed by the sea of the Atlantic ocean that sank the Titanic phenomenal ship.

Not yet had David talked to Maryam, Mr. Lucas, their History teacher suddenly entered the classroom. In between the opening of the History material, David wrote on a piece of paper and gave it to

Mariam.

"You have a problem, huh, to give me a sullen face today? But if you pout like that, you're getting prettier." Maryam, who was upset and no longer wanted to talk to David because she thought about her father's advice last night, could now smile again.

"Oh my God, I really can't hate these Americans" whispered Maryam. He did not reply, instead he was silent and daydreaming.

David wrote on a piece of paper for her.

"I get it, maybe you're... Um, usually women if it's like that his emotions increase. Last night I missed you, I can't wait to see you and talk to you today. I'll wait for you on the basketball court at break time, yeah!" Write David. Maryam rolled

the little paper then put it in the bag.

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"Mary...!" Shouted David who was still curious about Maryam's attitude today. David approaching.

"At first I never believed in the story of Layla-Majnun written by the Persian author, but after feeling it, I became

believe it and even want to read it again!" Shouted Maryam.

"You why? Mrs Lesson. Violence has begun" said David.

"It's like you're not just not supposed to touch me, Dave."

"What are you talking about? (What do you mean?)" david asked not to understand.

"I wish we could keep our distance. We can't interact anymore. Let's just say we don't know each other. Let us only see each other in

school. Let us just enjoy our existence in school. What matters is that we believe we love each other." Mary still stands

behind him.

The wind blew high above the building, Maryam's veil fluttering. David's hair was blown by the wind. David is down, though,

is it the fate of his love? After trying to follow the culture of Dubai who can't touch her at all, now Maryam

asking him not to interact again, only love can they both do. “What kind of love is this?” David kept his head down and whispered.

"I know, it's probably because you want to respect your father, but as long as this love is still allowed, even if you can't

touch you and talk to you again, I'm ready Maryam, I'm ready..." David did not believe his own words. He's not sure if he can.

Mary cried and ran downstairs to her class. After Maryam disappears behind the stairs, David approaches the side of the building. He looked down, then his gaze circled the view of New York City that lay before him. He shouted loudly as he said, "Lord, where is your justice? Why do you give me this kind of love? Why?"

School hours come. When all the students were out of the classroom, David could no longer say hello or perhaps take Maryam home on his silver bicycle. He had agreed to the deal Maryam had made with him.

Maryam was standing at the bus stop waiting. David braked his bike when he saw Maryam standing waiting for the bus to come. Realizing David's whereabouts, Maryam looked down unwilling to see him. They agreed not to greet each other anymore. David stood quietly by the side of his bike staring intently at the hooded girl. Their distance is only four meters. Shortly thereafter David boarded his bike again and passed by leaving Maryam. Mary saw him sadly and regretfully, but he had no other choice, he had to follow his father's advice. David moved away, the longer he got away from Maryam's eyelids. Suddenly he stood up from the seat of the stop, then ran after David. Maryam kept running fast, until David disappeared unseen again. He stopped and sat down limp, his breathing gasping for fatigue. Misty eyes.

”David..” omitted.

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