Your hijab warms me

Chapter 14 He's Got Me Bad

I asked something that embarrassed me.

"Do you have a boyfriend?" i exclaimed.

What did I just say? I said it out loud.

Her lips formed a half smile, and she looked at me.

"No, Gisele. I don't have a boyfriend, if I have one, why did I propose to you at the cafe?" He said softly

Oh.... What does it mean that he is serious about proposing to me?, What should I do?

"I thought you were kidding me about that proposal?"

I asked him.

"I'm serious, but I want to get to know you better, not for long, but I'll definitely come to you."

He looked at me seriously.

I was nervous and confused.

"You don't have to worry, just go as usual and wait for me so we can be together."

He rubbed my face with his hands but didn't touch it,

"I want to touch your face one day" he said.

Then he pointed at my lips

"I'll taste it one day!"

I can only talk with all his words.

"For now it's better that you stay away from me, because I haven't become the man you deserve, goodbye Gisele...! And I'll see you later..."

Ricardo said goodbye to me. As I was sitting where I saw him go, I fell down on myself. My face is red, my body is hot...

He is a mysterious man.

But why did he say I had to wait for him? What the hell happened to him?

Why not know each other when you are married?

Suddenly many questions were implied in my head, and I did not know what solution I should take.

What was I thinking? Why did he say I had to wait, but all of a sudden he said goodbye, and stayed away from him? This was very confusing, and without me noticing the uninvited and unwanted tears welling up in my eyes.

Why am I crying? And I felt angry at myself for this unreasonable reaction. Pulling my knees, I folded myself. I want to make myself as small as possible. Maybe this senseless pain would get smaller if I also turned small.

He gave me flowers, but also gave me the pain of not explaining what his purpose was,.

I put my head on my knees, I let the irrational tears fall out of control. I cry about losing something I never had. How ridiculous. Lamenting something that never existed, my dashed hopes, my dashed dreams, and my sour hopes.

I took a deep breath, and steadied my heart and stood up. I headed for Rahma's car while wiping tears from my face. I won't think of him anymore. If the soul mate is not going anywhere, I will only remember this incident I experienced and I must concentrate on the exam that is waiting for me in a moment.

Arriving at the Apartment, Rahma was sitting at the dining table in front of her laptop when I arrived. His friendly smile faded when he saw me.

"Gisele what happened to you?"

Oh naw... Rahma started again.... I shook my head at him.

"You crying,?" he has an incredible talent for stating the obvious.

"What did that bastard do to you?" he growled, and his face.

"It's okay Rahma." That's actually the problem. That thought brought a wry smile to my face.

"Why are you crying? You never cry" she said, her voice softening. He stood up, his black eyes filled with worry. He hugged me and hugged me. I need to say something just to calm her down

"Astaghfirullah Gisele? Are you hurt?" He checked my state and looked at my entire body with a face full of worry.

"I'm fine ma. Ricardo saved me" I whispered.

"But I'm pretty shaken." One lie followed another lie.

The Prophet himself has told us that we must not lie or lie, this is reinforced by the Hadith of Abu Wail of Abdullah he said,

“Reuters Saw said: “Be away from lies, for lies lead to evil, and evil leads to hell. And indeed, if a man lies and is accustomed to lying to God's side he will be written as a liar. And be honest, for truth leads to good, and good leads to heaven. And really, if a person is honest and accustomed in honesty up to the side of God he will be written as an honest person.”

"I'm not surprised. What about the coffee show? I know you hate coffee."

Ask Rahma to me. Actually I want to say that Ricardo proposed to me, then he said I should stay away from him and said again I have to wait for him. That's the thing that confuses me.

But in the end I didn't say anything to Rahma.

"I'm having tea. There's nothing special. He just asked me a few questions about myself and my family, like I was being interviewed by him."

"He likes you Gisele" He dropped his arm.

"not anymore. I won't see him again." Finally my words sounded convincing.

"Oh?"

I headed to the kitchen so she couldn't see my face.

"Yes, he's a little beyond my ability, Rahma," I said as flatly as possible.

"What do you mean?"

"Oh Rahma is clear." I turned around and faced her as she stood in the kitchen doorway.

"Not for me" he said.

"OK, he has more money than you, but he has more money than most people in Indonesia!"

"Rahma she ...." I shrugged my shoulders.

"Giseles.... Come on, how many times do I have to tell you that you really like it" she interrupted me. Oh naw. He went on this scolding again.

"Rahma, please. I need to learn." I shortened. He frowned.

"Do you want to see the article?it's all done. Rahadian took some good photos."

Do I need to remember her perfect looks? Especially by looking at the photos?

I don't want Ricardo The Cafrio....!!

But my actions don't match what my heart says,

"Sure, I want to see it" I bewitched a smile on my face and walked over to the laptop. And behold.... He looked at me in black and white, looked at me and found my flaws.

"That's a very good article Rahma, you're the best" I encourage her, but it's true that the article is good, especially the photo that made me shadowed, it made me, he is suitable to be a photo model or movie actor because of his good looks.

"Thank you Gisele for her praise... " Said Rahma.

"I studied in my room, and don't bother me...!" I said warn him. I walked to my room.

" Ok..ok... alright, but don't let the book you read get turned upside down because it is too focused on thinking about it...!" Shouted Rahma to me...

I closed my bedroom door. I won't think about it anymore for now, I swear to myself, and open my revision notes, and start reading.

It's just..When I was in bed, and tried to sleep, I let my mind drift to the events of this morning. I always remember the words that made me sick

'For now it's better that you stay away from me, because I haven't become a man worthy of you, goodbye Gisele...!'

She seemed to like me, but told me to stay away from her. Let ....it is better that I close my eyes and gradually I begin to drift away. And into my dreams.