Tidying Up Asa, Inviting Hidayah

100. Let Me Fight to Love You

🌵Be assured of the heart, that sincere feelings will be reciprocated. Vibration of the heart will arrive, not just clapping one hand.🌵

“Since you stay here, you haven't seen you this happy,” said Nanda who was sorting out kitchen spices with Jenar.

Jenar smiled, “Indeed yesterday-yesterday I often pouted, Ma'am?”

“Mbak Sayumi said, now you rarely wake up at night because of nightmares.” Nanda confirmed the news from the housekeeper who every night accompanied Jenar to sleep. He knew his cousin's sister couldn't sleep on her own for fear of nightmares.

“Alhamdulillah, it's rarely a nightmare. But I still can't sleep on my own. Especially if it rains and turns off, afraid that there are monsters coming,” Jenar explained seriously, but Nanda responded with a smile. For he does not know the true state of Genar.

“Have you found a way to stop nightmares?” ask Nanda.

Jenar nodded, of course because of the benefits of undergoing counseling therapy for three weeks. However, he has not wanted to tell anyone, including Nanda.

“How to?” Nanda immediately adds an explanation to a question that might offend Jenar, “Ah! Maybe I can practice if I have nightmares later.”

Jenar pulls both corners of her lips up, “Do relaxation before going to bed, then do not stop berTO’a before it is completely sound.”

Nanda mangosteen. However, his curiosity has not been satisfied with Jenar's answer. There is still something that stirs up feelings.

“That's what makes you so much smoother?” Nanda watched his cousin's sister from top to bottom. In the heart of assuring if lately Jenar's face looks more carefree, emitting an aura of natural beauty.

“Ehm .. maybe because I can sleep well at night, so when I wake up more fresh. The mind is also more relaxed, Ma'am.” Explain logically.

“Mbak think it's not just that that makes your face so radiant every day,” Nanda rotate the body, look at his cousin's sister, then conclude alone, “There must be something else.”

“Meanings?” Jenar looked at Nanda.

“Maybe something happened that you did not tell us.” Nanda gave the clue, fishing for Jenar to tell her story.

Jenar just shook her head while smiling. It still did not seem to want to reveal the secret stored. It's not easy to share a painful story, is it?

“Jen?” the call from behind his back blew his mind. The two women compactly turned their heads, finding Hara had been standing at the end of the kitchen.

“Mas Faiz asked for a knife to clean the fish,” Hara told two women in wide headscarves in front of her.

Jenar immediately took out some knives and gave them to Hara. He looked at Hara from top to bottom, stain on the shirt and wet pants. The man's hands and feet were dirty.

“Koyone ono sing kesengen ngesat blumbang.” Mbak Nanda said before Jenar had said. (Something seems too happy to drain the fish pond.)

The genar was so wide that he covered his mouth with the back of his hand. Hara snorted, knowing that the two women were laughing at her mud-filled condition as a result of catching fish in the pond.

“This is because of your silly idea!” hara's Grout on Jenar.

The jenar is getting dipped. Remember a while ago, when Arkaan and Naufal were fishing and only got small fish. He proposed to drain the pond only, in order to catch large fish. Ideas are welcomed likes by children, but make the adults hassles.

“The glasses are removed, sir! Worried about falling, even difficult later.” said Jenar after his laughter subsided.

Hara slightly lowered her head, leaning forward, “Can you please? My hands are dirty.”

Jenar understood Hara's intentions. “Sorry, yes, Sir?” he said before helping to remove the man's glasses. He felt his heart beating, when accidentally his fingers touched Hara's cheeks.

“Please save! Can not go home I later if it is lost.” seloroh Hara while upholding her body, immediately denied the strange hissing that was present when accidentally jemari Jenar touched her cheek.

Jenar nodded, “Can see, right, sir? Don't get caught wrong, look.” he again closed his mouth, holding back laughter.

Hara smiled in response to Jenar's clumsiness. A puff of breath could be heard from his nose, accompanying his steps out of the door. He had to dispel the strange feeling that first came to the heart.

Jenar stared at the strapping back that was walking away. A puff of breath was heard from her nose, when Hara's shadow was no longer visible. The man's smile danced at the eye crest, presenting a strange swish in the heart that was growing, warming the blood stream.

“I first met, I thought Hara was a cold haughty man. More familiar, it turns out he is good and friendly, yes?” nanda said as Jenar returned to the kitchen.

“Every body never stop change!” jenar replied with a smile. Revealing if everyone is going to change over time and he enjoys changing Hara's attitude lately which tends to warm up.

Nanda mangosteen. The interaction between Jenar and Hara further strengthened his assumptions. Although visible signs are not enough to answer a big question mark in the mind.

“I pick basil first, yes, Mbak.” Jenar took the container, then rushed out without waiting for her cousin's approval.

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Naufal and Arkaan seemed happy to catch fish in a pond that had been drained of water. They do not hesitate to walk on mud, not kapok even though repeatedly stung until falling. No matter the dirty clothes and the whole body full of mud. The fish floundered among the black mud, making them chuckle and enthusiastically catch on.

“The small don't mix the same big one, Fal! Difficult later choose it, if you want to be released again.” Hara gave a warning to her father. Naufal nodded, though not sure he could carry it out. Because, he does not really understand how to separate fish that vary in size.

“Hara!” Faiz called out to Hara who was helping Irkham to reduce the mud in the pool from getting too shallow. It's been drained already, it's better to clean all those pools.

Hara looked up, finding Faiz waving towards her. He nodded, then rushed over to the man.

“Help me clean the fish scales, yes?” the Pinta Faiz was immediately approved by Hara.

“Can, right?” Given who Hara was and what her job was, Faiz said the man could do the job he asked for.

“Can, Mas.” sahut Hara sure, “Have been told several times Mbak Nabila cleaning fish.”

“Good then."

In the next second, Hara was already sitting next to a large bucket filled with tilapia and catfish. He painstakingly cleans the scales of the fish, while Faiz cleans the belly of the fish.

“I didn't think you could stay at Nabila's house, as far as I know Akmal is annoying.” Faiz started a pleasant conversation.

“Mas Akmal sucks sometimes, but he's nice. Anyway I stay more often in pesantren now.” said Hara.

Faiz. Hara immediately explained before her interlocutor was confused, “I work to control Kyai Ali if he filled out studies in certain places.”

Faiz responded by nodding as well as an o-shaped mouth without a sound. Then he asked again, “What kind of place does Kyai Ali need your escort for? As far as I know usually Mr. Kyai only go with the driver and santri if filling out the study.”

“There are certain places that Kyai Ali thinks are unsafe, so it requires my existence. Such as when filling in drug addict rehabilitation centers, or localization of prostitutes.” explained Hara.

Faiz mangosteen. He slashed the skin of the fish, opened the stomach, then took out its contents. After that he put the cleaned fish in a bucket, separated from the surviving fish.

“Indeed you are a fighting hero, so Kyai Ali asked you to be his bodyguard?” Faiz was looking for information.

Hara nodded, “I hold a taekwondo black belt, won the championship several times while in school. However, Kyai Ali needs me not to fight. He wanted to anticipate if one day he had to go through the law. Because all this time his preaching in unusual places, worried there are groups who take advantage of the opportunity to spread slander.”

“Oh, definitely because Kyai Ali knows your credibility in Jakarta. It is common to take care of things related to bureaucracy so no doubt.” Faiz praised.

Hara only gave a respos by lifting the corner of the lips upwards. Her ordinary mind guessed that Faiz was digging up information about her.

“How long has the Reyfan family been working together?” ask Faiz.

“Almost for life,” Faiz widened his eyes at Hara's reply. The movement to clean the stomach contents of the fish stopped temporarily.

Hara tells about her family's origins, how it can relate to Reza and Reyfan. Who his parents were, also included his relationship with Nabila.

“Sorry, I'm sorry.” Faiz is so bad for making Hara tell her about her past.

“It’s ok, coke. It used to be hard to tell my childhood. When my peers still like to hang out and play, I have to get used to taking care of and supporting myself.” Faiz's eyes were wide again at Hara's confession. It is fitting that this man could not express feelings on his face, because he was usually depressed since childhood.

“That's why you can do so many things, huh, Hara?” flatland Faiz.

Hara smiled wryly, “There are always blessings in every calamity.”

Faiz agreed with Hara. He turned his gaze to the left side, when he heard Arkaan yell. Apparently the boy had just got a fish that was large enough to not be strong enough to lift it. Irkham immediately took the net, asking Arkaan to put the fish away.

“The children are like having a backup battery that is automatically charged, so do not have fatigue despite having been on the move all day,” said Hara while shaking her head.

“I told you about it, Hara. You who do not have children must be troubled to face them.” Faiz replied.

Hara smiled faintly, Naufal's actions made her bother several times. However, being around the child was able to make his mind tangled by work, gradually fade away. It seems that Naufal is able to transmit positive energy, so he never refuses whenever the child invites to play.

“Ngak run out of thought with Lion, has been rejected unequivocally by the Om Fares family, kok still aggressively deketin Jenar. Sometimes I get uncomfortable every time he comes, offering help as a mode.” grumbled Faiz. Hara now understood what made this man next to her display a dislike mimic.

“Maybe want to prove that she is serious with Jenar, always can help her family.” There is a strange taste that goes through the recesses of the heart, as she says that sentence. The true expression did not want to be thrown from his mouth.

Faiz shook his head, instead pecking at Hara to comment, “They are a compatible couple.” he said without a straight look looking at Jenar without blinking and a sad tone of voice. A moment later he turned his face, refocused on cleaning the fish scales.

“Who says it's compatible? Jenar is his innocent child, does not like neko-neko, fits the same unique man, not a bourgeois pretender like Lion.” Faiz replied.

Hara turned her head for a moment, Ghufron's figure flashed in the eye. Men are simple, but exude a strong personality. Not much to say, but able to bring an atmosphere of hospitality every time talking.

“oya? Like Ghufron, huh, Mas?” he became enthusiastic to guess the man who fits with Jenar according to Faiz's assessment.

“Yes. About like him,” Faiz pointed his chin towards three o'clock.

Hara followed the intended direction of view, a long-haired, thin-bodied man not too tall, seemed to be preparing a furnace to burn fish. He squinted his eyes, observing the man he had just seen for the first time.

“Name Liam, medical student, one campus with Ghufron. I am studying neurology specialist. He often comes here to do research, because here many children with special needs. First time meeting, surely people do not think that he is a candidate for a neurology specialist.” Faiz paused the sentence, giving Hara a chance to observe Liam, the medical student whose appearance was more like an artist.

“His mother Liam became a teacher at the boarding school where I taught. Several times I asked for help to find a mate for his son. Had thought he was a match with Jenar, because Liam's appearance was similar to Om Fares when he was young.” Faiz laughed, the face of young Fares who is often seen through photos adorning memory, “Making them both is not difficult for me, but it turns out Jenar does not want.”

Hara frowned, withholding the intention to ask until Faiz finished telling the story.

“At first I thought because he hasn't moved on from Ghufron. Married to a person who has an educational background and will later work with an ex-lover, will only cause him to continue to remember the past, right?” Faiz stared at Jenar at a glance, then resumed cleaning the stomach of the fish.

“It turns out I was wrong, that's not what makes Jenar do not want to be betrothed to Liam.” Hara was about to open her mouth, but was stopped because she did not want to seem pretentious.

“You don't want to know why Jenar won't be betrothed to Liam?” Faiz began to spread a larger bait to attract his prey.

Hara ate bait, “What?”

Faiz could see Hara's enthusiasm, the man had been entangled in her lure. It is time to launch an attack.

“Entaih! Jenar said she did not want to get married until her business was done. Do you know what kind of business Jenar means?” faiz asked with a serious face which of course was made as convincing as possible if he really wanted to know.

Hara of course knows what Jenar's business is, definitely related to therapy to cure her trauma. However, he chose not to answer Faiz's questions in order to preserve Jenar's privacy. The girl holds full rights to keep secrets, or reveal them to the family.

“I saw lately you are quite close to Jenar. Says Ma'am Sayumi several times you two go, you often shuttle her to campus?” Hara could not dodge anymore, as all of Faiz's guesses were on target.

“Maybe Jenar once told you about the business she was working on, or-” Faiz deliberately hung a sentence, to see firsthand Hara's response.

Hara was silent, even deliberately focused on cleaning the fish scales. Although he was actually very curious about the continued sentence Faiz, but he held back. Faiz smiled, knowing it was not easy to make people like Hara blunt.

“I had thought you were approaching Jenar, so the business that Jenar meant had something to do with you.”

Hara reflex turned her head with wide eyes, not expecting Faiz to be able to read the maneuver. Faiz smiled again, the lure managed to make Hara unable to wiggle, trapping too deep.

“Sorry if I was wrong kera.” said Faiz, deliberately making Hara cornered slowly.

“If my guess is correct, there are many things I have to tell you.” This time Faiz chose to do a threepoint directly, so as not to waste time on pleasantries.

“True tends to be quiet, not too attractive like Aneesha. He will only talk if he has found an opponent who can make him comfortable. Like when you guys ate the blendrang earlier .. recently I saw Jenar can laugh freely in front of men, in addition to our family of course.”

Hara responded with a smile while busy cleaning the fish scales. He did not expect Faiz to notice all his actions. Slowly he began to understand Faiz's direction, and the reason the man asked him to help clean the fish scales.

“Basically, I don't want to curb Jenar. Om Fares also did not give an ultimatum, forbidding his daughter to be approached by any man. However, we have specific criteria for those who want to be serious.” Faiz continued his explanation, deliberately emphasizing the last sentence.

“What kind of special criteria, Mas?” ask Hara. The question had unknowingly reinforced the truth of Faiz's guess.

Faiz turned his head, a smile of satisfaction adorning his lips, as his eyes met Hara's eyes. He deliberately asked Hara, “Jadi ... My guess is right or wrong?”

Hara laughed, realizing that she had fallen into Faiz's trap. “I'm being bullied apparently.”

“Do not underestimate how to interrogate a teacher, which only can be expressed, especially those that have been implied.” Faiz replied.

Hara can no longer wiggle, like a fish that has been caught and can only wait for the execution of the angler.

“Is it highly visible, Mas?” asked Hara, curious how Faiz could guess his closeness with Jenar as a sense of interest, whereas Jenar himself might not be aware of it.

Faiz shook his head, “You are smart to maneuver, make him comfortable with small things that are not excessive. I'm sure Jenar wasn't aware that you were trying to reach her heart.”

“Until now he did not even know that I was jealous to see him get off the Lion.” car Hara spontaneously told the truth, because she felt Faiz could be trusted.

Faiz was blown away, until the fish that was being held almost came off. It turned out that the case that had happened something with Hara and Jenar was right.

“That makes you hurry to invite Naufal home from the dzuhur prayer earlier?” Not a question, but a statement approved with a nod by Hara.

“You know Hara? Women do use feelings more often than sense, but there are times when women are less sensitive and need recognition.” always Faiz.

Hara nodded, confirming Faiz's words. He did not waste the opportunity to ask, “To what kind of special criteria did Mas Faiz mean?

“Wah! Can't wait apparently,” Faiz said.

Hara chuckled, "I need to know before steadying my heart to reveal."

Faiz smiled meaningfully, just continued the sentence, “So our family has special criteria for the boys who want to approach our daughter. First, if we seriously invite to leave to dare to come home, we will not accept candidates who play behind, meeting outside without our knowledge. Second, we are not dating people who have just been married. If it is serious, ask carefully, we will not complicate.”

Hara recorded all Faiz's explanations, so far nothing has been difficult to do. He never played back, always picked up and drove straight home every time he took Jenar away. However, he still needed to explore before deciding to come asking carefully.

“Oya, one of the most important and intolerable is about religion.” Faiz deliberately spoke firmly and with emphasis, “We do not accept ungodly candidates. Maybe we can blend in with all circles, including people of different religions. However, only as brothers, not to enter into the family tree.”

Hara smiled bitterly, this was also what Noura said yesterday. Speech that made him aware, there is a large fortress to be a barrier to his relationship with Jenar. No matter how serious, he would never be able to step forward as long as he was still in a different faith.

“I say like this, so that you can prepare yourself as well as convince the heart." Faiz tidied the equipment into the bucket, then moved. He had spoken before stepping, “Heavy, Hara! But that doesn't mean it can't be fought. I'm sure you don't just want to mess with Jenar.”

“I felt like I was being interviewed, then given a challenge by an HRD employee, Mas.” There was a sad tone in Hara's words, but the man covered it with a thin smile review on his lips.

Faiz was devastated, not wanting to make Hara drift away sad. He had also experienced being in a situation like Hara. The difference is, he does not need to convince Nanda's parents about faith, because they embrace the same religion.

“This is just the beginning, it will be heavier if the father or Om Fares who did the interview. So get ready!” faiz said as he walked away.

Hara snorts. Remember when Reyfan came to propose to Aneesha a year and a half ago. Pakdhe Teguh deliberately complicates it by filing various kinds of strange and unreasonable requirements. Various thoughts raged in the mind, swarming. If the conditions proposed to him are the same as Reyfan, then of course he will lose before fighting.

He looked up, looking at Jenar who was walking through the pond. Their gaze had met, only for a moment because Jenar immediately lowered his head after reviewing a smile that was only intended for him. He began to get used to the smile, as well as the carefree voice of Jenar when greeting through a telephone connection. To be honest he didn't want to lose, all that wasn't even really grasped in the hand yet.

Let me fight to love you, inner Hara in heart.

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Connect ....

Uh, already dare to open-open with Mas Faiz si Hara. Roughly next will dare to reveal the same Jenar no? Would you careless or long to reveal it? Could be accelerated, anyway. But it's over, hehe ....