The Arabic Teacher

One Week More

In the end ustadz Dafi also knew that Ustadz Ilham would come to Vita's house to preach it. In two days, of course iftadz Dafi did not remain silent, he would try to explain everything to Vita.

Ustadz Dafi waited for Vita to come out of his class, waiting a little distance from the door. A few moments later, Vita came out with a book.

With a quiet atmosphere, Ustadz Dafi approached Vita.

"Anty come with me now!"

"If I don't want to?"

"There's no other choice, Anty I'm carrying!"

Vita's eyes glared sharply at the words of Ustadz Dafi. His face and gaze were full of seriousness. Vita knows, he will definitely question the matter of ustadz Ilham who will visit the house in two days. And this is the time for se you good bay with ustadz Dafi and his wounds.

"Tell me now what would ustadz bullshit me! I don't have much time to chat for a long time, there are still many tasks that I have to complete" said Vita to the point.

"What does it mean to say that Ustadz Ilham is going home in two days?"

"What does it have to do with ustadz? I don't think there's anything and don't need to know about it."

"There's obviously."

"What?"

Ustadz Dafi fell silent, puzzled to have to explain how about this to Vita.

"Can't answer? Ustadz, I want to say anything and want anywhere also has nothing to do with ustadz Dafi."

"I'm not willing."

Vita stopped her steps that were about to leave after hearing ustadz Dafi's words which clearly became a question in her mind.

"Huh? I'm not wrong horrified, ustadz not willing? On what basis?"

"Vita, I'm a grown man who can't expose my heart and feelings to anyone who isn't my mahram. Please understand!"

"How would I understand if I couldn't answer my question."

"I can't answer now, but once you know what I'm going to do, maybe you can understand."

"Are you sure?" Ustadz Dafi confirmed again Vita's words, maybe he heard wrong or his speech was just a joke.

"Very sure!"

"That means now you're rejecting me."

"Nobody refuses nobody invites, this is real what I've experienced before. So being uncaring is who I am now."

"You're upset after reading my childhood letter and Rania, why not admit it?"

"What use? I don't care anymore."

"Well, am I married to another woman?"

"Please! That's your choice" Vita replied, turning her eyes away, though her heart ached but she hid it all.

Ustadz Dafi let out a deep sigh, he was quite wrong facing the woman who pretended to be indifferent actually needed. Patient enough ustadz Dafi faced Vita who was angry with him. Although Ustadz Dafi knew, Vita would not turn away from him so soon, he still chose silence. And now, it was not just the skyline that would help her, but her own efforts that would explain everything to Vita and her two parents.

"Okay, I give you another chance to answer. Will you see me marrying another woman?" Ask ustadz Dafi again.

"Why should I ask? Want to marry who the cake is the choice of ustadz, I have no right to forbid."

"Well, I promise, in one week's time I'll send you my wedding invitations. Excuse me first, assalammualaikum."

"Getishalight."

Vita was sitting drowning to see the departure of ustadz Dafi. One week into the future ustadz Dafi will be married, he will be a husband. Then me? I will no longer be able to expect it, even to talk like this is very unlikely to feel.

Vita hid her face in the folds of her knees, her tears unraveling. Loving someone who doesn't like us hurts a lot. Why should the heart be anchored to him? Can't he choose?

Oh my..

I hate a man named Dafi, a selfish man who can't appreciate my feelings. I hate him, I hate him so much!

⁇ ️TBC️