The Arabic Teacher

I'm tired, Ustadz

Vita went with his wound, disappointed that he had to get it again and again for the umpteenth time from Ustadz Dafi. Hope ustadz Dafi pursues her and explains as much detail as possible the contents of her childhood love letter with Rania. But what did that man do? Looking at his last position he was still silent in his place. You idiot! It's stupid. Why should we expect something so impossible? As it turns out, getting love from someone we expect is only a thousand and one events for a reply with the same taste.

Vita again shed her tears, the pain in her chest appeared. Why does it feel this sick? Come Vita, do not ge'er, because until anytime, you are only considered an immature child and do not deserve to think about matters of the heart.

Manda who tried to find Vita's whereabouts continued to nag.

"See, he should explain everything! I'm sure, iftadz Dafi with Vita is nothing," he muttered alone while looking around for Vita's whereabouts.

About ten minutes around Manda, he finally found Vita who was alone near the clothesline.

"Assalammual."

"Waalaikumsalam," replied Vita quietly then rubbed the remains of her tears that were still attached to her cheeks.

Manda sat next to Vita, breathing deeply. Her belief grew stronger when she saw Vita crying without someone's gift box for ustadz Dafi. Surely Vita met ustadz Dafi and gave it to him, Manda thought.

"Vit, let's get a little relieved. And don't lie about ustadz Dafi!" Manda asked Vita to tell him honestly.

It was there that Vita explained everything in detail from beginning to end and the present. The shadow of love in white gray in fact is still the same, does not fade in the slightest, even making Vita more eager to solidify himself to become his companion who bernotabene as ustadz.

"Vit, have you ever frowned? Sometimes what we want feels so far away, and impossible to achieve. But, the more lust dominates the harder it feels to have. Want to know how to make it easy?"

"What?"

"Respend to Allah the owner, plead Allah every third of your night, pray for what you want. But keep in mind also, you do not do it solely because God does not let your love be greater to his creation than he who created."

"I feel tired Man. I want to try however, if Ustadz Dafi still does not like how? The heart can't be forced."

"Tried first doesn't hurt, Vit. The spirit!"

*****

"Why did you send this, Ran?" Tanya ustadz Dafi showed me a sheet of paper when she met Rania.

After seeing Vita's anger while reading her childhood letter with Rania, ustadz Dafi called Uminya questioning Rania's whereabouts. It was impossible for anyone else to have sent the letter, except for Rania herself.

Sure enough, Rania is in the city of Bandung intending to follow Ustadz Dafi in the pesantren. Because there is still other business, Rania gave her first gift to her childhood friend entrusted her to one of the students.

"Memangnha why the hell? It's our childhood memories, Daf. That's your writing is still randomadul tauk," said Rania chuckled.

"That's not the problem, Rania."

"The "Vita? Because of Vita, right, Daf? Dafi, you can't see me always accompanying you until now. Why should it be Vita, Daf? The new man who is still a child does not understand the matters of the heart."

"But I don't want to, Daf, I want you to point!"

Ustadz Dafi had the distinction of rubbing his face violently. Obviously he did not want this to happen, the friendship that had been established since the orok had to be damaged just because of a taste.

Rania herself felt that her best friend preferred a new woman who was still a child. Then what is the point of it coming? Clarifying their relationship was one of Rania's goals in returning to Indonesia.

"Rania don't be so stubborn!"

"Daf, don't you realize that I love you? I always respect you, Daf. Want to be the person you lead after Umi and also Fitri."

"Friends won't be love, Rania. Wanna be there anytime, you and I won't be us, except for our best friend!" Ustadz Dafi sternly passed away without saying hello.

"Daf, you and I should be us!" Shouted Rania seeing the departure of ustadz Dafi who no longer cared about him.

Ustadz Dafi felt frustrated, one side was his love, the other side was his best friend. Seeing Vita crying ustadz Dafi felt unbearable, even his heart also felt pain. Now he is pacing around in his room trying to find a way to chat with Vita.

Not a gentleman if Ustadz Dafi doesn't dare to meet him in person. So he intends to round up his determination to melt his prestige and shame to meet Vita directly.

Ustadz Dafi sought Vita's whereabouts to and fro, but it had been almost an hour that he had not met. Ustadz Dafi decided to return to the office of Asatidz, he would discuss this with Vita when he met later.

All of a sudden, he heard the voice of a stranger as his steps reached the doorway.

"When is Ustadz going to my house?"

"God willing in two days I will go to your house."

Ustadz Dafi said his greetings and was answered by them. Ustadz Dafi was suddenly curious about the words of Ustadz Ilham who wanted to go to Vita's house in two days. What the hell is it?

Vita who was being conquered ustadz Ilham did not care about the presence of ustadz Dafi there. Vita focused on clearing out some scattered and dusty files. The ustadz and the ustadzah who saw it immediately mocked ustadz Ilham.

"Let's ustadz fast motion, hunting on people's backs."

"God willing in two days" replied Ustadz Ilham.

Manda who had been silent immediately nudged Vita's arm and turned her lips to see how the expression of ustadz dafi was filled with shock.

Vita glanced at a glance with a flat face, then turned his face back to focus on completing the assessment of Ilham's ustadz because he and Manda were late to deposit memorization with him.

'Don't ever look for me again, ustadz. Because when those two days come, I am not a Vita who has the status of a jomkar, a karatan singles. What is wrong with ustadz Ilham? He doesn't lose his looks to you, even it seems like he's much better and can appreciate someone's feelings. Unlike you, who is very happy to guess his heart. Sometimes selfish, sometimes sweet, selfish again. Ah I don't know, maybe this is the best for us, two lovebirds who are not matchless, hindered by age and status, even now blessing. This relationship if it continues will certainly be heavy as well, Mother is really angry with you after the incident that night. The most historic night of your life and mine. That worthless surprise was in vain with your rejection that left my efforts in shambles. But no matter, everything has passed, even until now I do not know what jampe Lala read in front of the cashier until want to give the cake I want with 50 thousand money. Ustadz, the more I chase you, the harder and farther you reach. Let God determine our destiny, I will not try anything to pursue you, for I am tired, ' Vita murmured inwardly.

⁇ ️TBC️