World Angel

Chapter 8's

Jinan made a hasty walk to the FAI bureau to submit her paper assignments. He was late to class because he had to print his work. Yesterday he did not have time to photocopy because he had to re-edit the task. There were still many typing errors when he reviewed his task.

And it is unexpected that he just finished his task after the Adhan Isya reverberated. He was again confused by the surrender of duty. Inevitably he had to use the number he recorded in his book. Relator class, Ruslan.

With a heartbeat, he ventured to send a message to the young man who had a charming smile that began to interfere with his thoughts. He could not reveal his identity to Ruslan because of the shame that spread to the spinal cord. He had never given his personal number to another brother during college, and it made him wary if anyone asked for his mobile number.

He breathed a little when Ruslan did not continue to urge him. However there was a pain that pierced his heart when the young man ended their chat. Jinan was tired. What's wrong with me? Why should this be because of a young man I don't know yet?

“Astaghfirullah, forgive Jinan who began to make sins,” he whispered softly. The shadow of a young man who smiled faintly at her made his eyes teary.

As smart as a jumping squirrel, it will definitely fall too. That's what happened with Jinan. He had tried not to give his mobile number to just anyone, but it turned out that the class recording from the lecturer made him inevitably have to write his mobile number in the attendance book provided.

His heart was not calm when the attendance book fell into the hands of the brothers who were busy recording the number of his classmates even more Ruslan. He watched the young man's movements carefully. His heart was racing at the sight of the thin smile on the young man's lips. Especially when his eyes were rubbed with eyes as sharp as an eagle looking at him with a smile still perched there.

Ruslan was surprised and also happy. He did not expect it to take more than a month for him to get the phone number of the shady-faced woman in his class. It was because of this lecturer that he finally knew if the owner of the unknown number was Jinan. The woman who caught his attention because of her awesome calmness.

Unknowingly, he looked at Jinan with a faint smile. They looked at a few seconds that felt very long. Unaware of the eyes of a woman who stared intently at Ruslan who was still at home staring at Jinan.

Jinan himself who was stared at by the young man became misbehaved. He moved clumsy with a flushed face of embarrassment. He who stubbornly hid the fact that he was the owner of the number finally bore the shame of being caught with such uncoolness. Even so, his heart was happy. He smiled in his face.

Drrt!

Jinan was shocked. His phone vibrated in his lap. He quickly opened the message and was shocked.

‘Udah sister guess it's Jinan's number. Haha.’

Ruslans. It was a message from a young man with eyes as sharp as an eagle. And no responsibility, directly sent right then and there. The lecturer is still in the class. Can't he be patient waiting for the lecturer to leave the class first?

With a flushed face of embarrassment, Jinan stored his phone into a bag. Not long after the lecturer was out of class after receiving an attendance book containing the number of students.

“Jinan, to yuk mosque! Still time for Dhuha,” invite Melisa to Jinan.

Jinan nodded, his hand deftly stuffing all the books into his tiny bag. “OK, Jinan to bathroom first.”

As fast as lightning Jinan walked out of the classroom. As they passed through Ruslan, their eyes turned back to rubbing. And he could see the motion of Ruslan's mouth that said—

“Do not ignore!”

Jinan smiled shyly, inviting a happy smile on Ruslan's lips. Not expecting the shy-eyed lady's shady behavior was very interesting to see.

***

Starting from the needs of lecture information, the chatter of two people of different gender began to penetrate the direction of jokes and attention that is not needed. Almost every time there is an opportunity, Jinan and Ruslan will send messages to each other. Some are true reasons, but some are just excuses to be justified.

Jinan and Ruslan at least realized that their actions were likely very wrong, but whether the devil had launched his attack. Halal chatter turned into questionable position.

‘Lecture tomorrow will be held in room 108.’

‘Oke, thank you, sis.’

‘Sama-sama. Don't be late tomorrow, be careful on the road.’

‘God willing that Jinan is not bad luck, hehe.’

‘Then so don't sleep late.’

‘Hmm, still not sleepy nih.’

‘Why? Is something bothering you?’

‘No, but something.’ thought

‘What is it?’

‘Ra-ha-si-a!’

‘Wiih, very stingy use secret.’

‘Hahaha. Only certain people can know.’

‘And that person is?’

‘Mm, maybe those who love Jinan because of Allah?’

‘That's it? Then brother will try.’

‘Hah? What does it mean?’

‘Ra-ha-si-a. Hehe.’

Chatting via WA is normal for most people. But for those who understand the nature of the opposite-sex interaction that is halal, it is clearly an invitation that can be haram. Unnecessary interaction and cause shakes that should not start to occur.

In his prayers he often cries, fearing to repeat the same mistake. To be His servant who transcends borders. But when the devil began to launch his action, as if forgetting the tears he shed in his prostration, the woman returned the devil's temptation with a smile.

Replying to meaningless messages to a man who is not kosher to him is dangerous. Especially when the message raises an unusual vibration that is always the beginning of disaster. He doesn't know how to handle all this.

When he was confronted by God, he cried. But when Ruslan said hello, he smiled sweetly. Are they among the hypocrites? He wanted to deny it, but reality slapped him. The contents of the chat a few days later hit his little heart.

What's he supposed to do? Return to God Forget his feelings for Ruslan? That's a good idea, but it's hard to do.

The help of God comes at an unexpected time. He thought of it that way, but it might just be another wrong coincidence.

Mutia came at him with a radiant face...

“Jinan! I think Mutia likes Ruslan.”

The sudden sentence that entered into Jinan's eardrum struck a feeling. He did not expect this to be the way God helped him from the snare of feeling not in time. However, as unfortunately for Mutia exceeded her interest in Ruslan, with a smile she replied softly.

“Thank God. Ruslan looks good, but don't overstep the line. Mutia knows that courtship is forbidden, right?”

Jinan said that sentence with a torn heart. He felt slapped with his own words that seemed hypocritical. Advising his dear friend but he himself becomes the perpetrator who violates the speech.

“Yes right? From the beginning Mutia also thought Ruslan's brother was good, wise, smart. But Mutia won't date. Mutia also will not say the same brother Ruslan,” Mutia said grimly.

Jinan looked in wonder. “Why not say?”

“Kak Ruslan same brother Amah looks close.”

Jinan. Did ya? It never occurred to him if Ruslan and Amah had a certain affinity. Or is he blinded by his own feelings? If indeed they have a certain closeness, is not their attitude seems ordinary in class?

Ruslan was often cold to Amah when in class, but what happened outside the class he did not know. It's just that Jinan did think that Amah was in love with Ruslan. Seen from how he behaves when it comes to Ruslan. Too nervous too much.

“Jinan is not sure,” Jinan said commenting.

“But when viewed, Brother Ruslan usually just to brother Amah. If brother Amah looks like.”

Jinan shakes. “Astaghfirullah, please. Better ask the person directly than guess. Besides not good to be tempting, Tia.”

“Yes really! Astaghfirullah aladziim.”

Jinan smiled. If Mutia likes Ruslan, I'll back off. Thank God, this is how God helped me. May I be more dedicated to my intentions. Aamiins.

***

“Jinan, Dhuha?” Melisa asked friendly as usual.

Jinan nodded happily. He was closer to some of his friends whom he nicknamed ‘Para Bidadar’. They are Melisa, Rini, Dila, Mutia, and Yani. They often spend time together when the lecture hours are over. Being around friends who always remind you of God certainly makes the heart more calm. Although in the association there is an error, they do not go beyond the limits and remind each other.

Jinan is grateful to have a friend who always shows the right way instead of justifying the path he chose. When they are confused as to which way to choose, discussion and surrender to God is always the solution to the solution. There is only one thing that they are still covering up for each other.

Liking the opposite sex.

All five are ashamed when they have to confess their feelings to a brother. Especially if they know who the brother is meant to be. But especially Mutia, the woman did like to talk as is to Jinan. He did not cover anything on his High School friend that one. Just to express his feelings to his new best friend, he is still shy.

Mutia and Ruslan's relationship did not change as Mutia had promised. He would not express his feelings to their class relators. He just tried to approach the young man with the intention of learning, learning and learning. Ruslan is a great learning resource, especially the young man he likes.

A few weeks into trying to get close to Ruslan via live and indirect chat, Mutia finally gave up on her feelings. He could not shake the constancy of Ruslan who seemed to make a wall on him.

“It looks like Ruslan's brother is the same as Jinan deh,” Mutia said one time.

As soon as Jinan choked to know the meatballs that were being chewed. “By the way uhuukk what the hell? Astarghfirullah's. Uhukk-uhuk! There-there's aja.”

“Ya Allah Nan, sorry, sorry,” exclaimed Mutia panic. He gave drinking water from his drinking bottle to relieve the cough that Jinan experienced.

Not waiting for long Jinan received the bottle and downed the contents. “Haahh~ Thank God.” He stared intently at the clumsy smiling Mutia. “If there is a similar grudge Jinan spelled aja deh, do not kill slowly gini,” said Jinan pretended to be upset.

Mutia laughing. “Mutia seriously lo. According to Mutia, Jinan is a good fit for Ruslan.”

“Could not. Jinan is not his type. If Mutia likes high school Ruslan yes please, take gih,” cibir Jinan.

Mutia scowled. “It looks like Mutia isn't her type either. He used to go to Mutia.”

Jinan looked at Mutia inside. His friend looked glum.

“Yasudah, means it is not yet his soul mate. There must be something suitable for us,” said Jinan cheered.

The two friends smiled and laughed. Both are currently in class because the hours are over. His friends have gone home and there are also those who are praying Dzuhur. While those who are on holiday pray choose to wait in class while snacking.

They were unaware of the existence of the young man listening to their chatter. The young man smiled faintly at Jinan's words.

Seriate...