The Love Story of Two Pearls

6. Strange Feelings

That afternoon in a luxurious house, a handsome man was pacing back and forth in his room tidying things up for him to take to his new apartment.

"Are you sure you want to move in now, Joseph? why not come with Abi and Ummi? now in this house live Abi and Ummi alone loh, deserted tau nak" whining Ummi Ulfa in his first child, Yusuf.

Yusuf was planning to move into his apartment this afternoon after careful consideration. Wanting to be more independent and live near RS A where he works to make it easier to come to RS when there is an emergency call is definitely the main reason. But actually, he also wanted to avoid various kinds of sacred questions that have been thrown by Ummi lately. Especially if it's not

'when do you bring a daughter-in-law home?,

when's marriage?,

abi and Ummi are getting older, when can we take grandchildren?'

What a difficult question to answer considering that until this moment no woman has managed to get close to him, given his cold and stiff nature.

"Ommy.. Ummi was calm, Yusuf would often visit Abi and Ummi on weekends" persuaded Yusuf while kneeling holding the hand of Umminya who was sitting on the bedside of Joseph.

Abi just smiled while shaking his head at the behavior of his wife who was not willing to be far from his favorite son.

Tok tok tok tok

"Assalamu 'alaikum Abi, Ummi" a man who was a friend of Joseph suddenly appeared in front of Joseph's room and distracted them.

"Eh son Wildan, come in son" asked Abi

"Yes Abi" replied Wildan and then stepped in while kissing the hands of Abi and Ummi alternately.

"Wildan how come the new tumben is nongol? Your mother how are you, son?" ask Ummy gently.

"Yes sorry Ummi, yesterday was busy once again in the restaurant because. Thank God the good news of Ummi's mother, I was sending greetings" replied Wildan politely.

"Wa'alaikum salam" replied Ummi.

"Wil, is your car ready? I hitchhiked your car first because my car again in the workshop" said Yusuf.

"Who are you, do you want to go directly, sir?" canda Wildan who instantly gets a tab by Ummi on her arm.

"Hehe joked Ummi, peace" wirred Wildan cengar grin while lifting two fingers to form Peace to Ummi.

Abi and Ummi took his son and his friend to the courtyard, and after saying goodbye they left the house of Joseph's parents.

In the car

"Wil, we stop at the minimarket first well, I want to buy groceries so that later it will not go back and forth" invited Yusuf.

"Okey okay" replied Wildan still remain focused.

Wildan also parked his car in the minimarket yard. They both went inside to shop.

"Wil, you push the trolley well, I want to choose the groceries first" Yusuf said as he gave the trolley to Wildan.

"Yes ela Yus, why bring trolley everything, you bring a basket, later we are assumed to be a couple who are shopping together again, ogah ah" elak Wildan.

"O Allah, Wil, I am still normal, your thoughts are far away" said Joseph.

"Ah you are too suudzhon with others. Thanks in part to this debate, now we even look like a couple who are fighting in front of a trolley tau no" said yusuf shyly while looking around as people began to notice them.

"Yes, you shop with your own basket, and I also bring my own basket, we shop separately just so things are calmer" Wildan said.

"So, you buy kitchen materials, I buy house and toilet needs, how about Yus?" wildan was later approved by Joseph.

They also split up looking for their own needs.

"Say already, butter too, now is the time to seek bread" Joseph's monologue searched for the bread he meant.

"Well, there is bread" Joseph murmured as he walked to take the bread he had been baking ever since.

But who would have thought, the bread he was currently holding simultaneously was also held by a foreign girl.

At once Joseph's gaze was locked on the figure of a beautiful and graceful girl wrapped in the Syar'i hijab in front of him, making Joseph's heart immediately pounding violently. The strange feeling he had just felt this time made his body seem unable to move.

"Sorry, the bread is for the pot" said the girl, looking down at Joseph.

"Eh, I-iya thank you" said Joseph briefly as if unable to say longer than that.

As he became more misbehaved, he turned around and left the girl and her friend. Without realizing it, a thin smile was engraved on Joseph's lips, I don't know what he felt at that time.

On the other hand, Wildan had finished shopping, he was waiting for Yusuf not far from the cashier.

"Where the hell is that boy? long time very shopping for groceries like to open a restaurant only" Wildan grumbled to speak for himself.

"Eh, that's the man" Wildan continued as he watched Joseph walk towards him. However, he felt something strange about his best friend, because all the way up to stop in front of Wildan he never stopped smiling himself. Something very rare happened to see Joseph smiling to himself like that.

Wildan put his hand on Joseph's forehead.

"Humm? not feverish" said Wildan, but still not awakened Joseph from his daydreams and happy smile.

Without cue...

"A'uudzubillaahi minasysyaithoonirrojiim, bismillahbornrohaanirrohiim, Allahulaa ilaha illahu wal hayyul qoyyum, laa..."

the recitation of the verse of Wildan's chair was interrupted when Joseph immediately brushed off the hands of Wildan who was already in his crown as if to meruqyah Yusuf who he thought was possessed.

"Astaghfirullah Wil, what do you think I'm possessed!" joseph was upset.

"Yes, you end up daydreaming while smiling from earlier, like a possessed person" replied Wildan rather softly because it turns out his best friend was not possessed.

Suddenly their behavior became the spectacle of the people around, some laughed, some were head bobbing and worse there were to record them.

On the other hand, there were a pair of eyes that were watching Joseph's behavior from a distance while smiling.

"Beautiful and funny are guys too" said the girl talking to herself.

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