TWILIGHT

13

Conquering a woman's heart is not easy. Because women have something called feelings. If it scratched a little bit of his heart, it would also hurt his feelings. So we as a man must know how to take care of the heart and feelings of a woman. Especially if the woman we like has its own privileges among other women. And it's very difficult to conquer it. Like Aisha, who was so beautiful and awake by her faith and her taqwa.

I admit it's very difficult to approach a woman like that. Because he will always keep his views, his words, and his behavior towards the opposite sex. That is the image of Aisyah. And everything I said was the right thing. Because from the first time I knew him to this day, he was always like that and never changed his attitude towards any man. And this attitude is what makes me even more curious about what the real figure of Aisyah is.

And this time I really wanted to chase her to the end of this love story.

Assalamualaikum Aisha...

***

This afternoon I was following a routine activity carried out by the members of the rohis. I'm so excited because I can see Ica. As usual, discuss some material about the development of Islam. It didn't feel like I've been following this organization for nearly 2 months. I got used to it and began to understand the true meaning of Islam. And I began to realize that all the dreams I had would never have been realized by effort alone, without there being a Do'a.

1 hour later...

"Alhamdulillah, finally the tea is finished too." Mamat.

"Yes, let's go to class."

"have you come."

After bidding farewell to kang Adi and the other friends, Me and Mamat rushed towards the classroom. However, while we were on the road, we passed by a group of princesses who had also just come out of the mosque. And among them was someone who made me unable to turn my face away. Aisha!

"Bro neng Ica tuh!" whispered Mamat.

"Where?" my many.

"Look at it yourself."

After hearing Mamat's whisper, I turned my head towards the group. Sure enough, among them there is the figure of Ica. And my eyes can't be sidetracked from her.

"Hehe, I'm satisfied with his belly, on the cake." said Mamat.

"Hus, diem!" my sautku.

Moments later, an embarrassing moment in my life happened.

"Hehe, look at it." said Mamat.

"What sight?"

"Assalamualaikum neng Aisyah, Nih si Ardan send greetings!" shouted Mamat.

I was surprised to hear his words too.

"Heh Matt!! You tea by saying it!!" My atonement.

Unfortunately, at that time I wanted to throw this face away from me, even if I could just disappear from the earth. Haha impossible!

I saw one of them looking at me.

"Waalaikumussalam, said Ica.." cried Beautiful, Aisha's best friend.

Then, just contact Ica immediately see the face of Beautiful.

"Beautiful, what the shame knows!" whiskey Aisyah

"Hahaha.." Lovely laugh.

After they started to move away, I no longer heard their conversation. And now that I was beginning to worry about what Ica was thinking, she would definitely be very angry with me.

Momentary silence...

"Heh Matt! you tea is so embarrassing!" I said.

"Hehe, your brother's tea is not gentle.." said Mamat.

"Bodo very!"

"Haha..."

Out of annoyance, I finally left Mamat.

"Woy! wait kek!" shouted Mamat.

After the events of that day, it became even harder for me to get close to Aisyah. Every time he met me, it was as if he wanted to dodge and walk away. This time he was really angry with me. And all this was caused by my own best friend Mamat.

In the hallway to the library.

"And he was angry." persuaded Mamat.

"Whisper!" My savour.

"Hm, keep an old fret lo.."

"You can't drink tea?"

"Hehe.."

It is difficult to have a friend whose jail is acute.

"Eh Dan, Ica!" whispered Mamat.

Ica was walking towards me.

"Assalamualaikum.." I told Ica.

As always, it's funny and it doesn't matter. As if I had not heard my words. At least he didn't touch her.

"Hahaha, kasian dicuekin." mocked Mamat.

"It's all tea because of you!"

"Well, what's wrong with tea?"

"Bodo very!"

"Are you really me tea or not?"

"Yes, it's you!"

"Truly-very doubtful!!"

"Haha..."

"Whatever Mat!"

"It's wrong again..."

After several times I met her, her attitude remained the same, and it made me even more depressed. And I want to end this misunderstanding as soon as possible.

***

Kringh......

The school bell has rung. Time passed so fast that I did not realize my journey today was over. However, until now I have not managed to be able to speak to Aisyah.

"And, come home together, right?" ask Mamat.

"Son, I tea there is the same business of the children of sausage, you tea first." I replied.

"OK on." said Mamat.

Today is the schedule of routine meeting activities of the management of the osis. So, normally I would ask Mamat to go home first. The meeting will be held at 3 pm, so there is still half an hour to rest. Because the orphanage where I live is a bit far from my school, and I decided to wait at school.

It was a long and exhausting day. However, the energy Ica emitted to me seemed to give a great zeal to go through the journey. But I still can't straighten out the problems between me and him. And I'm still thinking of a way to do it.

Silent mood

Maybe today is my lucky day. When I was thinking of a way to speak to her, she suddenly flashed before me. An opportunity that comes only this one time should not be wasted. And I decided to pursue him.

"Dear of it!" my yelling.

I ran as fast as I could. Until I could be right in front of him and stop him from leaving this time.

"Astagfirefull!" Aisyah said surprised.

Hosh hosh hosh.

"Assalamualaikum Ica, uh Ayesha means." My speech.

"Mosur."

"Alhamdulillah, the tea is not running away anymore" I murmured.

"Snow?"

"Eh, no.."

"What's wrong?" ask Aisyah.

"I want to say something to you" I replied.

"what?"

"Not now, but tomorrow."

"I'm sorry but I can't!"

"Pliss, just this once!"

"......." silence.

"School bus stop, 5pm, Assalamualaikum" I said.

"Waalaikumussalam" he said

Then I left him. I don't know if he'll come or not. But this time I don't care, because love needs sacrifice. However, I still hope that he will be there that day.

Love is blinding. But its existence is absolutely necessary. Since all men have it, it is necessary to have control over it. That love may produce sweet results, not bitter ones.

***

Dream Woman

What a beautiful smile you

Full of sun series

Which continues to shine its light

And always shines on his heart

So good of your behavior

Just a soft word

The one that says on your lips

My soul is broken

By yourself

O angel

Which I always miss