The Throb of Love In Do'A

Chapter 5. Mohammed Salman Al - Fatir

***I***.. is a man with gray eyes. I am the eldest son of Abah Pesantren Al-Kausar. The only successor of the cottage.

I have one sister of the cute Nidya. The spoiled youngest. The last time I saw him he was quiet and never even familiar with anyone except family.

And the one woman who made me wonder she could take little Nidya's sympathy. Her name was Nurul Hilyah. I just finished my education in Al-Ahzar cairo Egypt, after 6 years in Al-Falah.

I'm 25 years old, but sometimes I think I'm too young to get married. Even though Mother and Abah have been waiting for that.

Even the little Nidya as I wondered about the prospective shoot-in-law, which sometimes made me shake my head.

When I first came home from Egypt, I was greeted with a broom punch belonging to one of the santri watu of my cottage. At first I was very emotional about his behavior.

But when I saw the broom holder it was like my heart was saying.

فباي الاءربكماتكذبن...

(That is the favor of your Lord which you lie to)

واصطنعتك لنفي....

(And I have chosen you for myself)

My heart is beating fast. The golden-yellow eyes that made my heart flutter. It was Nurul Hilyah with a bright white face that made my eyes cool to look at him.

I desperately calmed my heart. Until he finally lowered his eyes. His attitude was my heart-saver who almost jumped out of place.

I saw so clearly the fear in his reaction. Makes me more anxious. I tried so hard to cool him down. I asked in my heart.

"What feeling is this"

Until the question was answered by little Nidya. As I quietly observed Nidya who cheerfully berserked with Hilyah.

(I love you)

I don't know where it came from, but I'm sure this can't be wrong. The third time I saw him in Muslim studies. He was so good at his salary. When I accidentally looked at him.

It turns out he was looking at me too. Only he dared to look at me. My heart beat again until the trembling sensation of my athletic body.

So great is the vibe of love. Until I couldn't hold on much longer. The Njai that I ended with as fast as possible and I observed Hilyah's behavior that seemed still in shock.

"Am I good-looking to make him that sick" My inner self is confident. While walking out the entire santri princess lowered her head. But I did not see Hilyah among them. I turned towards the mosque and found out that he was fuming with his prayers.

"I will reach my love through your prayer Hilyah" My inner self again.

"Assalamualaikum, Fatir you've come home apparently" Sapa a tall man who is almost on par with me.

"Huda..?? You're an adult yes" my Ejek while throwing away the view of the figure of Hilyah.

"Hey.we're only different 3 years remember that" he said not to lose.

"Alright Akhi you've got this apparently" I said as I flicked the gold logo on the black coat of the man who turned out to be Huda.

"Yes, I got it from 2 years ago friend" said Huda while showing off his white teeth and dimples that were immediately visible.

"Well I'll come to the Dormitory wait for me we'll tell a lot of stories" I said as I patted Huda on the shoulder.

"Where are you going Fatir.?" Ask Huda.

I did not answer him and I just smiled meaningfully to answer the strange question from Huda.

Obviously it's up to me where the boarding school is also my boarding school. Huda who did not want to take a headache straight out of the gate separating the block of sons and daughters. And immediately focus on the son santri who started walking towards the dining room.