The Halal Love

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It's been almost a week that Nisa has never met Samuel. The man never contacted her either. Heavy indeed, releasing someone we love for someone else, when our feelings for him are at the highest level. Nisa is forced to press her ego strongly, trying to convince herself, that who loves Samuel is not just herself, Alila put a lot of taste in the man first. Even in hindsight, Alila needed Samuel more than she did. "Whatever this is. It deserves very cloudy clouds, it turns out the lightning is right next to me." Sarah puts her bag next to Nisa, while teasing the girl.

Nisa only glanced at a glance, not having any interest in replying to Sarah's words.

Sarah sat inching closer, her hands resting on the table and then on her chin. "Not a bright spot yet?" Ask.

Nisa rubbed her face, saying Istighfar many times. After giving a rough breath, he sat back down quietly. "I told Samuel to choose Alila."

Sarah was almost stranded because she suddenly stood up when her balance was not yet fully stable. "You're piye anyway, Nis?!" Said screeching.

All the eyes inside the club were on the two of them. Nisa immediately pulled Sarah's arm to sit back and hinted her best friend to be quiet. "Your voice is Rah. So relax why." Nisa Protests.

"How can I relax, wong you make such a crazy decision." This time the volume of Sarah's voice was not as shrill as before. Even impressed by whispers. "Cepet story, why can you talk to Samuel." Say again.

Nisa wet her dry throat, then cleared her throat. "Alila needs Samuel more than I do." Answer Nisa.

Sarah smiled obliquely, "Heh, I'd like you to know for a long time. You said it was on your presumption basis again, right?"

Nisa shook her head quickly, "No. So two days ago I had a conversation with Alila. He talked about Samuel. Alila never seemed to have the spirit of life, but when she spoke of Samuel, her eyes were sparkling. It's like Samuel's the center of his world."

Sarah was silent for a moment, and then she laughed out loud. "Udah, I know the subject where. You're jealous." The girl is still laughing.

Nisa glares. He is not jealous, he does not even know what it feels like to be jealous. "I'm not jealous!" Exclaims. She did not want to be labeled as a possessive girl when she did not have a clear bond with Samuel. "I'm just saying what I saw from Alila."

Alila nodded her head, "Yes, yes, Nisa's not jealous." His laughter rang out again, his face still looked seductive.

"Bye, uh. Males I told you that you're like this." Nisa sulking. Making Sarah desperately stop her laughter.

This was the first time he had seen Nisa jealous. Girl as innocent as Nisa does not even know how the form of jealousy, so that when she experienced it, she herself could not define her feelings and instead twirled-putr make an alibi. "OK, I quit."

Nisa finally turned around. Her face flushed, either from embarrassment or from just realizing that she was jealous.

"What are your plans now?"

Nisa's sniffing her shoulders, "Either."

Sarah let out a rough breath, "Don't let go of Samuel, Nis."

"Why?" Nisa's question doesn't understand Sarah's words.

"Casian. He was again in the process of studying religion. Don't let your decision affect his hijrah."

Nisa speechless. Before finally opening his voice, "If the divine hijrah ta'ala, then he will continue the learning process, the presence or absence of me. But if it's just because of me that he wants to study religion, then he can be sure, he stopped to study."

*****

Vika is drafting a proposal for a seminar procurement. BEM plans to hold a seminar on writing scientific papers. No kidding, BEM invited an extraordinary speaker, even the speaker was a speaker who came from across the country, namely Australia."

Seminar preparation has been arranged in such a way since 1 month before day H. Seminars are held for 4 consecutive days. And this seminar is not only attended by students, but is open to the public.

Vika turned her head as the creaking of the door in the open rang out in the ears. "Vik, make surah a wish for speaker dong." Fathur took a comfortable position, sitting cross-legged beside Vika.

Vika nodded. He immediately scanned from the proposal word window, to the new word window. His hands shrewdly began to copy the paste of the existing documents.

"Well, why'd you think Samuel?"

Vika turned her head, and raised an eyebrow when Fathur asked that. "Why indeed?" Ask.

"That kid from yesterday pushed for work. Some jobs that should not be him who fuss instead taken over all. Never rest until now."

Vika thought for a moment. "Lo don't try to find the cause?"

Fathur snorted, "Udah. But I'm even in anjingin. My real males if he's in a bumpy fashion again. I'm like a lioness asking for mating but not finding a tough male."

Vika hits Fathur's arm hard, until the male she is complaining. "Ngaco really lo."

Fathur rubbed his arm, "Yaelah, Vik really. If you don't believe me, look at yourself next door. He's already cake Pharaoh fossils in love life, diem just no sound."

Vika immediately completed the application letter he made. After that he turned on the printing machine, then clicked the print button on the computer machine. Even though the document had not been printed, Vika had already left it. Making Fathur misuh-misuh, even though only the rest of the document is waiting to be printed.

Vika knocked on the door before entering in the official secretariat room. There's no answer. Vika pushed the door slowly. Samuel was sitting at his desk facing his laptop. His hands were busy playing the mouse, and the printing press sounded noisy due to the quiet room.

Samuel's gaze was straight ahead, but Vika knew, not the laptop or the job that was the focal point of his mind at the moment. I don't know what the man was thinking. The last time Vika saw him like this, was two years ago. When he was MABA. Samuel was still studying in class. Class is the most comfortable place to hang out. The guy was sitting in front of the window in the corner for a long time. There was nothing he did but sit quietly looking at the passersby outside the window. At that time the other friends were just whispering and guessing, about what made Samuel like that. One classmate named Rusdi tried to parse him with bayolan which actually made Samuel angry. Samuel punched Rusdi's jaw until the man fell to the floor. Luckily, some of the other friends tried to separate. Samuel slammed the chair before leaving the classroom. But Samuel's attitude like that had not appeared for a long time. He looks more cheerful than grim.

"Sam." Vika scolds carefully.

Samuel turned a glance and then refocused on the monitor again. If this is the case, it is true said Fathur, Samuel like a lioness who asked to mate but did not meet a tough male. A moment Vika giggled amusedly remembering the analogy of Fathur smelling porn.

Seeing Vika laughing, Samuel turned his head again, "Why lo?" Cynical ask.

"Weits, relax bro." Vika stopped her laughter after successfully making Samuel open his voice. "Do you want a coffee on the warkop?" Fresh Vika. The girl raised both her eyebrows.

Samuel did not respond, the man actually moved to take something in his bag. Feeling neglected, Vika no longer bothers Samuel. He left Samuel. Let the man calm his mind. He probably doesn't need anyone right now, he thought.

As Vika's feet were about to move out of the room, Samuel held her back. "Where are you going? So ngajakin, now want to leave."

Vika turned her body to face Samuel. "Gue kirain you don't want to." Plain talk.

Samuel just clucked. The man was wearing a parachute jacket he had just taken from his bag. "Come on." He walked first. Leaving the gawking Vika in amazement. But after he laughed, his laughter sounded crisp.

The first thing Samuel did when he arrived in Warkop was play the chirps owned by Salwa, the son of the owner of the warkop who was only 5 years old. He didn't speak at all, didn't even move to order something. Jemgah look at Samuel's silly behavior, finally Vika who first ordered. The girl ordered an espresso coffee for herself and a black coffee for Samuel.

"Who told you to make black coffee?" Samuel protested as soon as the waitress delivered the order to their table.

"Who told you not to." Samuel won't lose.

Vika racked waist. Look at his sharp eyes. If only the gaze could kill, then by now Samuel would have been lying helplessly on the floor. At such a glance, finally Samuel ciut too. "Lo kayak chick again PMS know not, anyway!" Vika exclaimed in annoyance.

Samuel distracts himself by drinking his coffee. He forgot that his coffee had just been served and the heat that was caused made his tongue like burning.

"Thankiratin. I'm kualat lo." Vika grumbling.

Samuel was overheating. Then run to get cold water in the refrigerator. "That's because I forgot my coffee is still hot." He blamed Vika for the hot coffee tragedy.

Vika smiled obliquely. "Lo if you have a problem, can't you go to someone else?"

Samuel pulled the chair in front of him. Then sit face to face with Vika. "Gue, there's no problem." Her speech.

"James. Fathur said, you are again like a lioness who mates but does not meet a tough male." Vika meredek.

Samuel's nose bloomed instantly. "*****. Tuh son in front of baek-baek to me, it turns out ghibahin me behind."

Vika grunts. "But actually. Good analogy with Fathur. Could be exactly that."

Samuel clucking. Staring at Vika with a sharp look. But not Vika name if daunted in the face of Samuel like that. The girl looked back at me. "What?" Ask defiantly.

Samuel ruffled his hair in frustration. "Why are all girls so complicated?!" Hisses.

Vika raised her eyebrows next door. "Not what looks complicated now you?"

"Vick.." Samuel threw a death glance, as if Vika had just said the sentence just now would have been covered alive.

Vika ignored Samuel's glare. "Lo why?" He just threw the question that had been stuck since.

Samuel threw away his sight. Maybe telling stories will not solve the problem, but at least it can alleviate the problem. "Nisa's more complicated than I thought." Samuel started to tell me. "Gue couldn't dive into his thoughts. I killed my feelings for someone else for her. But he lightly declared himself to stop and made the decision that I would choose someone else." Samuel laughed bitterly.

After that, only silence surrounded the two. Vika thought Samuel would continue his story. But it didn't. The man was immersed in his own thoughts.

"Gue had also once liked someone who was complicated. He's also hard to understand. All these years I've been with him, not once has he ever considered me more than a friend." Vika twirled her coffee cup. His gaze stared straight at the cup. Brings a flashback to her love story. "Gue couldn't dive into his thoughts either. I thought, with me always by her side, I could be the only person who could understand her. I was wrong." Vika laughs blandly. "She likes unexpected girls."

Vika let out a rough breath. "The word living person is about competition. If you keep fighting, you will win. It's not really like that. Some have fought desperately, but he has lost. His efforts ended in vain. Do you know why?" Vika throws a question at Samuel.

Samuel shook.

"Because they fight for something they shouldn't. When someone wants to fight, then try to see first whether something we fight is worth fighting for or not. Because in fact, there are efforts that betray results."

Samuel took a deep breath. In his eyes, and then a human out the window there. He remembered what he had done but ended in failure. And one of them is trying to conquer the heart of Nisa. The girl made Samuel believe what Vika just said, that there is something you can't fight as hard as you try. Samuel had to realize that long ago. The apparent contradiction between her and Nisa is inevitable. Nisa is like a pearl hidden in the deep sea, beautiful and not just anyone can have it. While himself, just a piece of wood that was planted on the beach. Easily brittle, unsteady when exposed to waves and wind. There is no price at all.

"Sam, life is about choices. When a person makes a choice, he is responsible for that choice. But when you are responsible but something you choose is actually away from lo, then there is nothing you can do but let go."

Give up? That easy? Samuel can quickly fall in love with Nisa, even the first time they meet. But to forget the girl, it felt so hard. Rarely did he find a near-perfect girl like Nisa.

"Maybe you think that Nisa is the perfect girl for you." As if she could read Samuel's mind, Vika said that right after Samuel thought about it. "Gue never accidentally read Islamic quotes that are booming, he said 'Your soul mate is a reflection of you', then why should you be afraid? If you can not dapetin Nisa, then it means your mirror is not right for him. You must place a mirror on the appropriate figure. Lo bakalan nemuin which is equivalent to lo. Your job is now only one, just fix yourself for the better, so that your soul mate will be the person who always improves himself too."

Samuel was speechless, feeling struck by Vika's words just now. Yes, maybe the mirror is not right for Nisa. Or it could be the mirror Nisa is not right for her. Because indeed, if something is said to be inappropriate between him and Nisa, then what deserves that nickname is her.

"In this world, sometimes there is something that we really want to do, but we can't do that." Vika said the sentence just now not to Samuel, but rather to him. All this time he wanted a relationship that was more than just a casual friend with Samuel, but there were things that limited him from doing that.

Samuel took a deep breath, then threw it away violently. "Vik, I think you're very good at heartbreak."

Samuel's words just made Vika laugh bitterly. Of course he is proficient, after all, Vika has been friends with something called heartbreak. And tragically, he gave a short lecture to someone who broke his heart.

"What do you think I should do?" Ask Samuel then.

"Meet Nisa. And make it clear first. Ask him if he is sure of his decision. If it can be repaired, fix it. Don't wait for each other like people ****. Raising each other's egos will never solve the problem. I'm sure, right now he must be worried too." Vika sipped her espress with a lithe gesture. He ignored his heart that was throbbing pain from earlier. Let Samuel not choose himself, as long as he is always by Samuel's side. Make sure that the man is okay. Bucin indeed, but well how else. If you love, bitter coffee without sugar will taste sweet.

*****

Nisa stroked Aya's hair. The toddler was asleep. Maybe tired from playing all day with the kids at the Foundation.

Nisa's mind is currently in a state of turmoil. He thought back to whether his decision to have Samuel choose Alila was the right thing. He became doubtful of his own decision after Sarah protested this decision this afternoon.

Should he rethink? Or do his words? To be honest, Nisa is actually heavyhearted in letting Samuel go. But what can be done, the human side is superior. So he does not want to be selfish because of selfishness.

Nisa shuffled from the bed with the smoothest movement possible so as not to build Aya. He moved towards the living room, looking for Abinya. Usually at this hour, Abinya is teaching or rereading her bald books.

True to Nisa's guess. Right now her Abinya was sitting sweetly in the living room with the yellow book in her open hand.

Nisa cleared her throat to distract her Abinya. Abi turned his head, and found his daughter standing next to him. He closed the book, then fixed his sitting position. "Not sleeping, Nduk?" Ask.

Nisa shook her head, then took a comfortable position sitting on the sofa opposite. "Bi, someone wants Nisa omingin."

Abi took off his glasses, "What's wrong?" Ask him later.

Nisa exhaled softly, trying to relax herself. "Did Abi really dislike Samuel?"

Abi smiled witfully, "Nduk, did Abi ever say that Abi didn't like her?"

Nisa shakes. In retrospect, Abinya never said that.

"Abi just told him to study more religion, Nduk. That'sallthatis. Abi just does not want you to build a family with someone whose religion is shallow. Remember, if you marry a man who understands religion, when happy he will divide you, when angry he will still glorify."

Nisa speechless. Right, Abinya just wants the best for him. No parent wants to see their child live a miserable life. Maybe when giving direction, we feel that what they do seems annoying, too organized, so not infrequently many children who uphold the principle that his life is his. Parents cannot interfere. Because the one who lives life is himself, not the parents. Even if in contemplation, parents are not wrong, even what they do belongs to the category of noble deeds. Because they want the best for their children, only that. There is no basis of benefit that they expect for themselves. But very few people realize this.