The Halal Love

18

Metro is not very crowded with passengers. On the corner of the metro bench Vika leaned back, busy with the thick book she was reading. The phone in his sweeter pocket rang. As soon as he glanced at the screen, Samuel's name as the caller appeared. He was trying to lift it or not.

“Vik.” Sweepings.

Next was followed by a question that asked the existence of the girl. Reluctantly, Vika explained that she was inside the Metro and would soon be down. The connection was interrupted moments after the sound from the loudspeaker was heard and the train began to slow down. Vika packed her phone and book into a backpack.

A long holiday to welcome Eid al-Fitr has arrived. Vika always took advantage of her long holiday to return to her hometown in Semarang. As a regional child, the girl rarely returned home except during long holidays like this. The busyness of college and his organization forced the girl to stay not too often home like the habits of other regional children.

The girl stepped behind the passenger seat towards the exit of the train. Along the hallway to the exit, rows of street musicians enliven the Station with various ambyar buddy songs. He threw money into their boxes, and the street musicians were seen nodding in gratitude.

To get home, Vika had to go back on a jolt that took her 10-minute trip. The girl wiped the sweat that fell on her temple because the sun was reaching the crown.

Actually there are still some things that he must finish on Campus, it's just that the attraction to return to his hometown is stronger. In addition, Vika is also minimizing the meeting between herself and Samuel. Since the Ramadan Safari activity yesterday, Vika has no longer ever raises the nose to Basecamp or BEM secretariat. He only occasionally visited the Campus to complete some of his tasks, it was only limited to reaching the Library.

Knowing the fact that Samuel liked Nisa, was a condition he really disliked. Because of this, he cannot act professionally. Vika who used to put aside ego for the benefit of many people, this time just run away.

He knew that his actions did not reflect more as a coward, but he tried to understand him. After all, she was just an ordinary woman. When it comes to love, as smart as any human being, it will ultimately be stupid too.

Ojol who drove him to stop right in front of the house in a minimalist style. Vika handed over a piece of money 10 thousands to the brother Ojol. Afterwards, the girl stepped into the grounds of her House.

When he opened the door, the scene that was first captured by his senses was silence, as usual. The girl took off the sneakers she was wearing and placed them on the shoe rack. He walked towards the living room, where he found a girl who was playing a mobile phone while occasionally heard laughter hahahihi.

Vika dropped her buttocks on the sofa beside the girl, making the girl jump in shock. “Lo if you enter the house can knock on the door, anyway?” The girl started nagging like a granny who was about to eat but lost her false teeth.

“Ngapain I hit the door at Home by myself.” Answer Vika lightly.

The girl next to him snorted, a mahfum with the arbitrary nature of Vika.

“Where's the name?” Vika reopens the sound.

“Ke Church.” The girl replied but her eyes were still not off the gadget screen.

“Lo why not go to Church?”

Vika menoyor the head of the girl.“Vanessa, when's the date anyway? Already big but worship is still lazy.”

The girl called Vanessa frowned, then fixed her messy hairdo due to Vika. The girl who had just entered the age of 15 years did not pay attention to Vika's preaching. He returned to lay down on the sofa while playing his gadget.

Seeing that Vika growled herself. His only brother seems to be addicted to gadgets. He forcibly seized the gadget from the hands of Vanessa, “This war, lo males worship.”

After that he threw the gadget onto the sofa inhumanely.

Vanessa exclaimed furiously at the sight of her phone landing horribly. “Kak Vikaaaaa you have a problem what the hell is the same me?!”

Vika covered swiftly up the stairs to her room before hearing Vanessa's long, unending scolding. He immediately closed the door. Once until he immediately threw himself in the mattress that he had long left. Now is the time to rest, without the need to think about the problem of college assignments or set assignments.

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Samuel put his phone back in his pocket after he finished calling with Vika. The girl said she was in Semarang, but there were still some tasks that she had to complete. Vika is not like that usually, he never leaves duties and obligations in his personal interest.

Samuel felt something was off with his teammate. Since the incident of Vika back home from Ramadan Safari activities, the girl has never visited the Campus or just popped her nose in the Secretariat. Whenever Samuel asked about his change of attitude, Vika always avoided saying.

“It's okay.”

Samuel pulled his hair back. Then move out of Basecamp to meet the rector of student affairs to discuss the proker that will be stopped during the holiday. The atmosphere of the campus is quiet, attracting the man to freely hum without worrying about anyone hearing his discordant voice.

While passing through the Parkiran, Samuel hopes to see Nisa. But nil, there was no one there but the mosque's marbot mopping the floor. The last time he met Nisa was during the closing ceremony of the Ramadan Safari a week ago. After that he never met the girl who always plundered his mind.

And the stupid thing Samuel does now is look at the phone screen, look for phone numbers, then look at whatsapp chat history and end horribly when you see the Line box. Samuel just remembered that he didn't have any Nisa numbers to call. Even Samuel's social media doesn't know. Though he was waiting for Nisa's answer about her request the other day. Then how can he know what Nisa's decision is if there is no access to contact the girl? It was impossible if he had to visit Nisa in Pesantren. Mr. Kyai can lecture him until eid al-fitri arrives.

Samuel scratched his non-itchy head as if there were head lice bothering him. Why is Nisa so complicated? The girl was completely untouchable. The great wall that closed itself was as if it would not collapse despite being shaken by a violent storm. Samuel thought that with the many interactions Nisa had with him yesterday, the girl could be more open and less rigid.

Not wanting to look like a buffalo running out of grass, Samuel got on the bike, started the engine, then left Parkiran. Ignoring the desire of his heart that asked to be noticed.