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Asmara Seeds

3.

Beren chuckled at this young man's confession. It turned out that a religious leader could praise women as well. He thought, pious people like Ustaz Salman would far avoid or refrain from all temptation—but in fact not. This young man looked even more populist despite remaining within the boundaries.

“Then, excuse me, Ustaz,” says Ros resigned. His face looks red. It was so obvious because his face was pure white. Maybe if he was a man, he would be mediocre when praised so by the opposite sex—but for women not. Of course they will get carried away. Especially when marking how Ustaz saw it.

“Wait!” haikal stopped Ros who was almost out the door.

“Yes, what's up, Ustaz?” her question with a lowered face hid her anxiety. To be honest, he had just recognized this strange feeling. He guessed, “What is my cooking less tasty?”

“No, I have not tried it,” Haikal replied making Ros look up.

So, what does that mean?

“Lain times close your body. Everything in a woman is aurat, including your voice. Your voice is also aurat. So if you talk to men, don't be too soft. Should be fierce let them not misinterpret.”

The truth just now wasn't entirely true. Haikal took advantage of this girl's innocence so that other men would not dare to approach Ros before he entered her heart first. That is how the land crocodile marks something he loves.

“So I have to be fierce same all boys are?” ros looked confused by the rules he had just heard. “Sama Ustaz Salman should also be fierce?”

“Not like that either, Uni. Same me, same parents, brothers, of course do not be fierce. Later they can be offended.”

Ros grimacing. “Ya, okay. Thanks for the explanation, Ustaz. Later I ask Mommy to buy brackets.”

“Good,” said Haikal raised his thumb.

After Ros left, Beren approached Ustaz and sat down beside him. “Ustaz seems interested,” he said as he grinned like a matchmaker, “dia is still alone, you know. Ustaz is also still alone ‘kan?”

“I'm still single!” press Haikal.

“Ting-ting?” beren asked again to make this young man suddenly widen his eyes.

“What does this question mean? Of course I'm still ting-ting!”

“Sorry, sorry Ustaz. I didn't mean to offend you. I shouldn't have asked like that,” Beren grimaced and scratched his non-itchy head. “But if Ustaz wants me to help him.”

“No need,” between Haikal, because he is not sure about the appearance of this person because he is still single, “you better find a mate for yourself alone rather than bother taking care of people. I'm skinny, so you don't need to curate!”

Beren wettest, “Hahahah! Turns out besides being fierce, you're funny too, Taz.”

After a little chat, they then did a goat gulai breakfast provided by Ros just now. It's delicious. Haikal assesses the value of his own food that goes into his stomach. Even in a state of consciousness—dia to emphasize two large rice dishes, even though he was not hungry.

What a bad habit he has not done for a long time when he meets some kind of food. The cuisine of the bundle did not necessarily fit on his tongue like this, he thought.

‘It's beautiful, smart to cook again. If I had a wife like her, Bahhh! The same belly of the lower head can be safe throughout the ages. Wkwkwkwkwkwkwkwk.’

“Omong-by the way, was Ustaz not praying at dawn?” suddenly Beren asked.

“Body up, stay,” Haikal replied in a somewhat taut voice as usual.

“But I saw Ustaz wake up in the afternoon,” said Beren very frankly.

“I woke up before you woke up. I slept again because I was still very tired and sleepy. I only slept for a few hours last night. So just understand!”

“Oh... next time you wake me up too, yeah!”

Haikal. The day started at that time. And strangely, he heard the commotion of many people outside.

“What's up, this is Bang Beren? Why so much noise?” haikal asked inexhaustibly.

Beren who at that time went inside immediately replied, “They want to see Ustaz he said. Like what, anyway, Ustaz sent the government?”

“What are they looking at me for? I'm not a spectacle.”

“Ya, already! You stay with me.” Haikal's head is getting dizzy, or maybe, they will ask about religion. Oh, really too! What can he answer later?

And it is true that when he came out, Haikal saw many people there who might number in the dozens. Like yesterday again, they were vying to grab his hand. But strictly speaking, Haikal refused to be treated as such.

“Don't you guys touch my hand!” he was half annoyed.

“Excuse me, Gentlemen, Mothers, Children—everything! This Ustaz doesn't like to be kissed by his hands. After all, sin comes into contact with women. So better just look!” beren gave them understanding.

“So from when can we teach, Ustaz?” ask someone wrong.

‘Aduh.... What should I teach them? Where can I go?’

Therefore, Haikal tries to give a reason to buy time, “Fix your mosque first to be more comfortable when occupied. It was only after that I announced when we could teach,” he explained. Fortunately, this decision was approved by all citizens. Until that day, they were busy to repair the mosque.

While Haikal himself went into the room, his brain again thought hard. What's he supposed to do?

Is he running away now?

But, is his position safe from police pursuit?

And what about that girl?

“Why should I think of Ros? I can even get another girl who is more ehmmm, yes ... more ehmm.” she suddenly has trouble describing the beauty that is imagined in her mind.

Ah, but rather than dizziness, Haikal chose to close his eyes. But just a few minutes of dreaming, someone woke him up again so that he immediately jerked.

“Oh, Yes, Lord.. It is very appropriate if this village is called Beringin Village. Because there are many temptations of demons!”

In a few moments, Beren again knocked on the door and called, “Ustaz Salman!”

“What's up, Bang Beren?” ask when he comes out.

“Em, em, the. I'm going to the market to buy some building materials to fix the mosque. Do you want to take Ustaz?” said doubtful. He was afraid of getting angry again.

Haikal took a moment to think. He does need a lot of things, especially clothes and interior. There is nothing else except that which is attached to the body only. A moment later, she finally answered and decided to come.

But because each has a different purpose, the two finally decided to meet again at one point.

Haikal bought some clothes that were the same shape as the one he was wearing. Not to forget, he also bought several prayer guide books, iqra, and so on for him to memorize, so that his disguise was more perfect. Because he was sure he wasn't safe. Out there, the police are still looking for the culprit.

“Somehow the fate of my friends. I don't know if they survived or not. Bundo must have been looking for me. I haven't been home in a long time! Ahh iehiedhieshwswxb!!”

Not wanting to take a headache, he rushed to another place to look for Beren.

Later in the end, his disguise step as well as the books he read later, even made him feel comfortable. Such is the miraculous way God changes a person's heart—and he only realizes it after some time has passed.

A few hours later, Haikal and Beren made it home. Both of them take royong pieces to bring each part to feel light.

And accidentally, he meets Ros again. But with a different look. The girl had already sealed her aura perfectly and looked even more graceful.

“Well, this is more graceful,” he said in praise again. At that moment Haikal saw Ros's sweetest smile so it rubbed off on him.

The two stared for a long time, then smiled, then looked again, smiled again, and looked again and so on until finally they could not help but laugh.

I don't know what's funny—but at that time, Ros covered her face with both hands because she felt so embarrassed.

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To be continued.