The Halal Love

35

Alila had just arrived at Pesantren after Ba'da Ashar. Actually he resigned from the house of Samuel before dzuhur. He decided to visit his father's grave. The only place where he could tell anything without anyone being covered up.

He stepped gontai entering Pesanten. His head bowed, cloudy clinging in his heart. His eyes were puffy, because he cried almost 1 hour more in front of his father's belly button. He thought that hope was still there. That hope was destroyed again. Even when he had just dared to collect the debris.

"Alila!" Someone shouted in the back.

Alila turned her head, and found Nisa running around behind her. Nisa's face made her think back to Samuel's words earlier. He was reluctant to see Nisa, because just seeing her made his heart ache. He ran away from the court to the princess pesantren.

"Alila!" Nisa still continues to call Alila, but the girl instead runs away leaving her. She knew exactly that Alila had heard it. Even the girl looked.

Nisa stopped her steps. Let it be later, maybe Alila is in a hurry, she does not want to suu'udzon, Nisa said in her heart.

*****

Nisa had just come out of the classroom when she saw the heavy rain flushed until it looked foggy. The occasional flash flickered and thunder grabbed. The sky darkened, when the new time showed at 5 pm.

Nisa's gaze followed the direction of the water from the sky. The heavy rain made every drop in incalculable.

Petrichors

"Why do most people love rain?"

The voice distracted Nisa. When Nisa turned her head, she found Samuel standing by showing off his magical smile. The man's hair was a little wet, making some of his hair dangle on his forehead.

"Remain here?" Nisa wrinkled in wonder. All he knew was that the Faculty of Social Sciences was quite far from the Faculty of Medicine. Even on the motorbike ride should take approximately 5 minutes. Or Samuel from the BEM secretariat? Ah it doesn't seem. The BEM Secretariat is located next to the Multipurpose Hall, furthermore.

Samuel grinned the horse, "Nyamperin calis?"

"Huh? Calis what?" Ask Nisa.

"Hehe's wife." Samuel smiled pretentiously.

A red hue instantly crept across Nisa's cheeks. Even the girl felt her face hot at this moment. He threw his face in any direction, avoiding the face of Samuel who is currently still grim.

Seeing the wrong Nisa made Samuel desperately hold his laughter so as not to explode right then and there. Nisa was moving uncomfortably in her current position. "Don't salting dong calis." Tempt Samuel again.

"What a hell, it's not good to see so many people." The tail of Nisa's eyes moved to and fro watching the several pairs of eyes that were staring at her at this moment. Even some of the girls who gathered were seen whispering.

Samuel slid his shoulders, "Life belongs to us calis, so why should we think of other people's comments."

Nisa glares. Samuel had just uttered the sentence in a rather loud voice. That some people who were whispering were seen stopping their activities.

"Duh if you glare it's getting prettier deh." Samuel blinked one eye.

Nisa really wanted to drown Samuel in the piranha pond or throw him in the bermuda triangle right now. The man was really causing trouble for himself.

Don't ask how Samuel's fans look right now. They glared ferociously at Nisa, as if warning against Samuel's insignificance.

"Woi, it looks like you're here, Nyet!"

The voice managed to distract Samuel and the few people around him.

Fathur along with the entourage wearing the emblem of the Student Executive Board in his pdh were walking towards Samuel. Nisa was no stranger to their faces. In fact, he also saw that there was Vika there who was smiling and waving at him.

"Assalamu'alaikum Nisa." Fathur cupped both hands in his chest and nodded politely to greet Nisa.

Nisa smiled at a glance and answered Fathur's greeting.

Seeing that, Samuel threw a murderous gaze at Fathur who was countered with a mocking smile by the sturdy man.

"Nis, don't be taken alone with Samuel. Remember, the three are demons." Fathur pretentiously rubbed his chest while chanting Istighfar.

"Yes, it's demon lo." Samuel was upset.

Everyone in the area laughed at the crisp joking scene between Samuel and Fathur. The two partners sometimes look compact, but sometimes also become like Tom and Jerry in certain times. Like at the moment. Samuel was twisting Fathur's neck and then put the man's head into his throat. Fathur.

Nisa blinked in amazement at the silly actions of the two people before her who she thought were like children. They are even more suitable to be called the son of Tk than the President and Vice President of BEM.

"Look out, Nis. They are like that. We are so perfumed." Vika aligns her position with Nisa.

"Eh, Vika." Nisa smiled warmly. Distracting from the struggle of the two men before him towards Vika. "A long time no see. How are you?" Sweep friendly.

"When you meet me, I'm really happy to hear, huh?" Vika chuckles. "I'm good. How are you?"

Nisa chuckled, "Alhmadulillah is good."

"Nis, we go first."

Nisa had not had time to chat further with Vilka, tau-tau Fathur had already pulled the girl's arm and dragged her towards the corridor. How Fathur rushed like someone was chasing him.

"Wait for me in Basecamp. Watch you run away!" Shouted Samuel.

Oh, it's just fitting that Fathur ran away like a bit of writhing Satan. It turned out that Samiel was after him.

The man wagged his long, messy hair, then curled it original. "Ah base the Fathur, make a riot." Samuel was still nagging, until he realized that Nisa was staring at him at this moment.

"Don't be surprised, Fathur is like that." Samuel.

"I was surprised to see you. I'm like a kid." Plain Nisa speech.

Samuel frowned for a moment. He thought Nisa would ask about Fathur's attitude, apparently the girl even protested his attitude. But Samuel's expression changed again, "I am what I am in front of the calis, do not want the image of the jaim." Samuel teases Nisa back.

Nisa let out a puffed breath, but unobstructed her face turned red. Samuel this time could no longer hold back his laughter. The man slumped until he wiped the water in the corner of his eye.

Nisa scowled in annoyance. The girl passed by leaving Samuel still laughing. Perhaps seeing a red hue on Nisa's cheek or seeing the girl misbehaving was a funny thing. But not for Nisa. Samuel did not know that when he was dealing with her, Nisa's heart beat the sound of a bedug that was tabooed.

*****

Sarah is waiting for the go car to be sent via the app. But already more than 1 hour of public transportation online is not also appeared. He sighed lazily. It is raining outside. And at this time he is still stuck in the office because the go car in his message never arrived. He took the initiative to cancel his order, but he was not happy if the driver of the go car in his message was on the way. He does not want to harm others.

"Not home yet?"

Someone's baritone voice interrupts him. Sarah turned her head, and found the face of her boss who stood while putting both hands in her pants pocket. The face looks fresh, although he has been working since early in the morning until almost Maghrib time is approaching.

Sarah dissolved in her mind until the voice returned. "Hello."

Sarah surprised. "Eh yes, sir. This is again Go car." Speak quickly.

Sarah is wrong. She scratched her un-itchy head behind the veil. "Eh yes sir, uh I mean Mas. Yes, Mas. Alfian hehe." Sarah laughed awkwardly.

"Would I take you home?"

Sarah gawking. His heart was beating rapidly without warning.

"You're silent. I'm assuming you agree."

Sarah is back. Don't ask how her face looks right now. He looks cengo.

Alfian walked ahead of Sarah. It even left the girl who was still standing pecking at the back.

After Sarah regains consciousness, she runs after Alfian, aligning her short steps with Alfian's long steps. "Sir, uh I mean Mas, no need to be anterin. I can go home by myself." His kill.

Alfian did not respond. He accelerated his pace until he reached the parking lot. "Lake in." His order.

Really, authoritarian once, Sarah's inner heart.

Once inside, Sarah was stunned by the atmosphere of Alfian's luxury car. Even his salary of 5 years of work was not able to me, buy a car like this.

"Awe him?"

Sarah surprised. Unknowingly, since his hand was tracing every inch of the car. He pulled a quick hand. Feeling ashamed for his misbehavior.

"Sorry, Mom." Shamefully.

Alfian only shook his head looking at the innocent manner of the woman sitting beside him. She thinks Sarah is like a child. He also smelled a smile that was not allowed to be seen by Sarah.

If there is the nickname the absurd man in the world, then this Alfian who deserves the category. How not, he didn't even ask where Sarah's address was, or run the car engine and take her to drive through the streets just like that. Even now Sarah does not know where to take her. Can't it be that Alfian's going to do evil to her? Sarah shook. Fuck his crazy mind. If Alfian had any shouting power that overcame Tarzan's voice, then calm down, Alfian would have listened first to Sarah's cry before the man touched her. Besides, if you want to mess around, Alfian should be looking for the right girl. Sarah, this is just an ordinary girl. The face is not so attractive, the thin body does not bahenolnya at all. Then Alfian must be at a loss. If she wanted to, Alfian could pay any woman to fulfill her desires. The money won't even run out just to pay them. After all, which woman would refuse if she was asked to date Alfian. He twisted like a sultan, handsome, and famous everywhere.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim." Sarah beristighfar's. He condemned the stupidity of his brain that thought nothing of Alfian.

Alfian turned, "What's the matter?"

Sarah grinned at the horse, scratching her non-itchy head. "Eh, where are we going? My house isn't this way."

Alfian turned his attention to the streets ahead, "We have dinner first." Her speech.

Sarah glanced at the circular watch on her wrist. It is almost 6 hours, soon entering the Maghrib prayer time. "Oh, then we stop by the maghrib prayer in the mosque first, yes."

Alfian turned, "Sholat?"

Sarah nodded.

"Sorry I don't pray. But if you want to pray I can wait."

Sarah's forehead wrinkled in wonder. Alfian was a Muslim. But hearing him say the word prayer, the man looked foreign to the word.

"You... don't pray?" Ask Sarah timidly. He thought the man would be angry.

Alfian laughed, "No. I've long since abandoned that habit."

What say? A habit? He only considers prayer as a habit? Ah what kind of man is this Alfian. All the compliments that Sarah had given to the man beside her were lost somewhere. Now what Sarah sees is only the shortcomings that exist in her. He has a minus value in terms of religion, and it is enough to eliminate all the good he has that is almost perfect.

"Sholat is a duty. Not a habit." Sarah said before she got out of the car.

Alfian smiled faintly. Just now he saw a subordinate who dared to say that to him. Now, her interest in Sarah is growing. He wanted to explore more about the girl's life.

After the prayer, Sarah returned to the car. He did not say anything, still arrogant with the attitude of his boss who underestimated prayer. He can understand a person's bad qualities, only when someone underestimates God, he can't help but hate him. Especially if he is a man. God alone underestimated, especially his partner later.

"Jadikita dinner in O'Resto only, yes." The sound of the Alfian baritone broke the silence in the car.

Sarah simply responded with a murmur.

Looking at the behavior of his men who changed 180 degrees. Alfian felt that there was something wrong that he had done. But he tried to pull it off, he wanted to focus on driving first.

It didn't take long to get to O'Resto. The proof is that they only need to take a 10-minute trip to get there. Hmm but indeed, the trip was started from the Mosque which is located not far from the five-star restaurant.

Sarah melwpas the seatbelt, then rushed out after Alfian instructed to go out first and wait for her as she searched for a parking space.

Once Alfian had found the parking lot, the man gallantly got off his Alphard car. The adoring gaze of the restaurant visitor girls made Sarah's ears ticklish. The girl is grieving. "They've been blinded by the luxury of the world, so the corn kernels look like pearls in their eyes." Mumbled.

"Come on."

Alfian had already arrived before him. The man put on sunglasses that Sarah thought looked tacky. Yakali, this is going to visit the restaurant, not the beach. After all it's already night, what's the point of those sunglasses? Sarah shuddered inwardly.

The girls who had been whispering adoring him had already left as soon as Alfian approached Sarah. Maybe they think Sarah's the partner. Sarah laughed wickedly inwardly remembering that.

They walked into the restaurant. Once entering the main door, Sarah's eyes were spoiled with the luxurious atmosphere of O'Resto. The golden impression dominated the entire room that was infinitely wide. The high chairs in a silver cover that is so charming. Even the light bulbs hanging almost on every balcony look so luxurious. Sarah gulped, it was a great misfortune that a commoner like himself could enter and enjoy food in a restaurant as luxurious as this.

"What class do you want to eat in?" A waitress wearing a short gown over her knees in a graceful silver padu came over to Alfian and Sarah. The waiter smiled friendly. The blood red lipstick she wore seemed to be so eye-catching.

"VIPS."

Eee buseeet. Sarah spontaneously turned her head when Alfian booked a place to eat in the VIP room. Is it not excessive? They are just the two. VIP room should only be used for meetings or other large gatherings. And for a romantic dinner? His limp brain seemed to have just digested his last thought. Is this a sign that Alfian is taking her to a romantic dinner? Ah no, no. Don't dream of you Sarah. You are different caste with Alfian. Alfian's not a good guy after all. He dared to ignore God, how about you?

"Why? Your head's dizzy?" Alfian's voice resuscitated Sarah's daydream. The man saw Sarah banging her own head.

"Huh? No-no. Let's get over there. Where's the VIP room, Ma'am?" Ask Sarah to the waitress.

The waiter looked clumsy, but he pointed to the south. Exactly to a large door with VIP writing on it.

"good. Let's Mr." Sarah walked first. Leaving Alfian who was astonished to see the attitude of the girl who changed like a chameleon. But he walked after Sarah. Align her long steps with the girl's short steps. It's not so hard.

Upon entering the VIP room, Sarah was made three times more amazed. The atmosphere in the room was ten times more beautiful than the main room he saw when he first entered O'Resto. The large window facing directly into the sea adds to the beauty of the room. If not with Alfian, Sarah would have danced in the room. It's just that he doesn't want to look tacky in front of his boss.

Not only that Sarah was amazed. As soon as the waiter came to bring food, the girl was made to gawk completely. Because they were just the two of them, but the food that Alfian ordered was like being eaten by ten people. "This is not excessive? We're just two of you." Sarah tried to protest.

Alfian shook his head, "Who said we're just the two of you? My mother and sisters will be here soon. They're already on their way. So get ready, huh?" Alfian ended his sentence with a flirtatious blink of one eye.

Sarah is in the heart. Sialaaaaaan this Alfian. Why would he suddenly take Sarah to a Sultan's restaurant like this and invite his family members to eat together? He may propose again. Sarah nodded in frustration. Relax Sarah, calm down. Take a deep breath, throw it away. Okay now you have to look relaxed. Don't look classy with this man in front of you. Sarah nodded with her own voice.

Alfian laughed at Sarah's behavior. The girl really caught his attention. Maybe his search has been over. He has now found the person in his way. Plain and what-is-like girls like Sarah are much more attractive than thick-makeup girls with luxurious accessories and eye-catching glamour fashion.