Halalku Waiting
Part 7's

"Assynoltom...

There was a greeting, I saw Abiku had come quickly I headed towards him and shook his hand.

"Waalaikumsalam Abi.ko Abi just came home?"

"So Abi came from the hospital"

I heard him jump, and immediately asked who was sick.

"Her pain, whichever one hurts Abi, here let Syifa flinch"

I see, Abiku chuckles at my behavior this chatty.

"Haha, this is you, not Abi who is sick but his wife Adnan..."

It seems like I've heard that name but who yaaa_inku.

"Who is he bi?" My toot.

"That's Umminya Fathan in the hospital"

"What?? Ummi Fathan in the hospital? Can ko bi? " Manyu are enthusiastic.

"Yes can be Syifa, Umminya Fathan is also human as we are" said Abiku.

"Abuh Abi, that's not what it means, Syifa means like this, ko Ummi Fathan can enter the hospital, why? So Abiii...." My lips.

"It's okay, the doctor said, just ordinary fatigue." explained Abiku.

I just want to hear an explanation from Abi.

"Oo yes, where Ummi.."

"Say he was going away for a while, going to an old friend's house.."

"When Ummi left.."

"Just had to leave, it was until Abi could help said Ummi, but Abinya even long back, yaudah said Ummi went alone.." I explained.

"Kok so seh, who's home?

"Emm, when Ummi called Syifa heard a name called Ummiiii....Yu..Yu...Yu, Yu what was that?? That there is an Abi, Syifa forgot whose name, Abi asked himself to Ummi.."

"Where did Zahra go? Ask Abi again.

"Said it was going to study group at a friend's house." I explained.

"Yes already if so Abi went to the room first yes, continue there watching his TV..." Abi said, I just nodded. Then it passed, and I continued my favorite show.

"SHIFA, SAID FATHAN LATER THIS AFTERNOON HE WOULD PICK YOU UP, AND HE SAID THERE WAS SOMETHING HE WANTED TO TALK ABOUT..HE SAID THE SAME TO ABI..."

That's Abi's voice, really Abi can not be allowed what the volume of the sound!_inner.

"YES ABI.."screamed me.

What do you want to talk about, her?_inner.

I see my watch now shows at 02.45. O Allah, meaning soon dong, I better be ready first, then hunt he comes first, it is not good he waited for a long time_gumanku.

I rushed to the room to clean up and get ready.

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Elsewhere, Zahra and her friends are gathering at Cici's house.

"Ni gaes, I invite you all to my mother's wedding, lo lo on must come yaaa..." Said Zahra, they were gathered to do group work, in addition to group work he was also told Syifa to share his invitation to Zahra's friend.

"Waahhh mbakk Syifa already want to marry ya?..." Ask Amel enthusiastically.

"Yes." said Zahra Jutek.

"Waaahh, who did Syifa marry? Not the guy Ra? High ? Fat or skinny?" His story, he was a bit chatty so that when he heard something that surprised him, he was a Diva, Zahra's friend was still a child.

"Where do I know, later you can see for yourself." he said. Actually Zahra knows what his future brother is like, but he does not want to be too interrogated like the police just interrogate the thief. He knew very well this little friend of his, was indeed a little chatty.

"Ee Ra ko jutek is the answer, I don't like it.." Cerocos Laila.

"You guys are rich don't know Zahra, he doesn't like it.." replied Sinta cynically. He and Sinta are rarely familiar, if now they are a group doing this task it is only because the teacher who chose Sinta to join his group.

"Zahras..Zahra, you are, why should you behave like that to your mother, your mother is good you know, you should be grateful not like this, but always towards your mother..."obviously someone who's a little chubby, his name is Cici.

"Ee, Cici I don't want to know, it's up to me what I want..." Zahra said cynically.

"You this Zahra can't be like that, if I'm in your position, I must be very grateful to have mbak like mbak Syifa, he's kind, considerate of you, must be grateful, and more importantly I saw Dimata mbak Syifa that he loves you very much, but you even behave like a person who is unlucky about it, it is, if I were in your position, it would always make her happy, and I would try to be a good sister to her, Yakan Lia.." Sarah asked Lia.

"Yes, that's right Sarah said..."

"Aahhhh, already!! already! I'm tired of thinking about everything about Syifa! so I'm asking you guys for help, don't make me sprain!! I'm only here to do my job instead of being lectured!!!" Kesel.

Her friend's friend just shook his head to see Zahra's attitude like this.

They also do group assignments given by their teacher in Indonesian to do the task of making a drama that will be staged in front of their classmates.

After they finished they went home to each other except Cici, yes they did group work at Cici's house.

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Tong!!

I heard the sound of a bell ringing fast I went downstairs to open the door who knew it was him who had arrived and wanted to pick me up.

And when I opened it turned out to be true my guess, Fathan has arrived and I see today he is a bit different, he only wears a t-shirt and jeans. Where do you go Fathan take me, somoga aja later he just want to talk about his wedding later, not anything else_inku.

"Assynoltom..."

"Eh..already arrived, waalaikumsalam salam, let's go in.." I said.

Fathan just nodded at my words. I told him to sit in the living room for a while to wait for him to pick up the bag.

"You wait here for a while, I'll grab the bag first." I said, he just nodded his ass, then I rushed straight to the room to get the bag.

After picking up the bag, I went straight back to the living room to meet Fathan. We also drove out in Fathan's car.

On the way there was only silence, I did not dare to open my voice to ask wherever it was very difficult.

Flashbacks

Drrtt...

Arfan

Assalamualaikum Syifa's...

I saw my phone ringing earlier, and it turned out that there was a message from someone, yes he was Arfan, Muhammad Arfan more precisely. Who are still faithful in my heart. Someone I admire very much for his maturity. Even though we were about two years old, and could be said to be older than him. But I don't think it can be lied to that I love him so much.

Surely you guys think why like leaning?. But know one thing, before I met him I felt uncomfortable and strange, but somehow the curiosity was there and grew bigger for him, I wanted to get to know him even more. Until my ego loses to dislike it, my heart says something else, my heart forces me to continue to know it to any extent.

But as time went on, I was able to pick up some messages from my meeting with him. My encounter with him is not my will, but the will of God. And there I understood, love not only looks at age and physicality, but morality and ethics. As far as I know him, he is a man who knows religion, and sometimes he teaches me what I did not know before.

Didn't think for long I just returned the message and sent it.

I

Waalaikumsalam, what's wrong?

Not long after my phone rang again.

Arfan

I want to say something Fa...

I'm reading her a little curious, want to say what she is.

I

Yes please, by the way....

I sent the message to Arfan. And for a few minutes I waited, finally the message I was waiting for entered my phone.

Arfan

Actually I don't dare to call you Fa anymore,

Just reading at first there is a tinge of sadness that I feel right now..why?? That question is what makes me to continue reading the delayed message.

Sorry yes, because the word ustadz, free us a month of worship and when we return home at the end of the month we communicate with the opposite sex, it is the same as filling the water into the basin, and then we fill the basin, we fill the water as if it were our worship, and the water is a reward, but if we do maksiat or likened to communicate to the opposite sex, it is the same as punching through the basin and the reward that we can also reduce, it is in vain we do worship if the reward continues to decrease...

That's a long message from him, I really can't say what else now.

Tinnn tin tin!!!.

I woke up from my daydream, the sound was shocking to me, I looked sideways, Fathan glanced at me.

"Sorry, I almost hit the sidewalk, there was a little boy passing in front, I don't pokos nyetirnya.

"Yes it's okay.alhamdulillahh we survived, and his little boy where...." I was confused, I saw there was no more child.

Crying out? Am I crying? I quickly touched my cheek, and it turned out that my tears were dripping again without me noticing, and then immediately wiped it off, and worse I cried in front of Fathan. More precisely the husband!!

God!! Why else would I remember all that, it feels like I want to get all those memories out of my mind_inner.

"Syifa, are you okay? Ask again in the same voice.

"What's wrong." I answered, I didn't dare look at him anymore, I turned my face out of the glass, so he wouldn't find the lie I was keeping. Sorry Fathan didn't mean to lie to you, but I was just trying to make peace with the situation, if it was time I would tell you everything.

Then after the incident we continued the journey, a few minutes had passed, and now we have arrived.

Kulirik this place looks like I've been here, and it turns out it's true I've been here with my best friend. Cafe, yes...Fathan took me to this cafe. Want what_inku.

"Let's go in, I brought here just wanted to ask you a few things" he said and walked ahead of me.

Then I accompanied Fathan. When we arrived at the table that we had sat down arrived the cafe waiter approached us and handed over the menu.

"Syifa, what do you want? Ask me.

"Cappucino is...."

After choosing a drink, Fathan immediately ordered to the maidservant.

"The cappuccino's two yaa.."

"Well, ma'am...is there again? Ask the waiter.

"That's it..." Answer Fathan.

Then the service went and left us both, I saw the cafe was indeed crowded but still this awkward atmosphere was not pleasant, how I was not awkward with people I did not know. Although he will soon be holding the status of his wife.

"Syifa I want her.." she said.

I just stared at him for a while and turned my face to another place.

"You want what? I asked to the point and still looked at the scenery around.

"But you answered honestly..."

I who heard it knitted my brows in confusion. Because I don't understand what he wants to talk to her. I saw his face show seriousness.

"This is Allah, if Syifa is able to answer it, Syifa will answer." I replied. I try to look at the people around him, indeed at this time I do not dare to look at him.

"Before we get married, I'd like to ask..."

"Why did you cry yesterday when we went to the boutique at that time and you cried in the car earlier, did something happen?." Fathan also issued an uneg-uneg that makes his mind so not concentrated just because he saw Syifa crying, curiosity is very high.

Deg!!!

God!! 

Why these? Why is he asking like that??

What do I have to answer, God??!

I can't tell you everything at the moment.

'Yes Allah help me.' My inner monologue.

"Mas, this is the drink..." I saw the service coming to deliver our order. Before the cafe service left I immediately thought to avoid questions that attracted my heart it felt crowded!

'I have to find another reason not to answer that. It's not that I don't want to answer that question, I'm just waiting for the right time to get it all out, for now that time is so very!! Not exactly!!' batikku.

"Em, yes thanks mbak.." said Fathan.

When the servant was done, he left, leaving me with mixed feelings now. What should I be!!.

"Syifa, I just want her.I can't know about you, you'll soon be my wife..."

Wife?

That word made me stiffen for a moment. Now I am confused, why the atmosphere became like this, O Allah_into me.

"Why are you asking me that? Didn't Syifa already tell you in the car earlier, that Syifa is okay. I tried to neutralize his nervousness to be ordinary so that Fathan did not suspect him, if he suspected, he made sure Fathan would always question him with the same question as today.

"I just want to know, doesn't every relationship have to be honest? If you want the relationship to be good, I just ask you to be honest with me.." he said again.

Silent...

Until I can't speak anymore now.

I need to find a way to get away from this question_inner. I thought for a moment until I came up with a solution to this.

"Emm.sorry, I'm gonna take a little toilet.."

Hm...

He heard his breath, maybe he was a little disappointed in me, about this question, not the intention of the heart not to want to answer just that this is not the time!

Then he nodded to my words. Then I left in a hurry so that he quickly left the place that made his heart feel like it was going to be dislodged. It wasn't Fathan's treatment that made me this way but rather because of a question that caused tightness in the chest.

I got to the toilet and I went inside and locked it. My chest continued to rumble and overwhelmed me with this sense of coming. Now I can't do anything, just a cry coming out of my mouth. I don't think what happened to me today was completely unexpected, I didn't expect that he would ask me this.

I stayed in the toilet long enough. I see my watch now showing at 17:30.

"Astagfirullah. Fathan must be worried that I've been in the toilet for a long time.."My monologue.

Then I hurried to clean my face, and smeared a bit of the powder I carried in my bag. And went straight to the table where Fathan was waiting for me.

"Old co.." he said worriedly. Right my estimate he must be worried.

"I'm sorry, I just met an old friend for a second.." I said a lie. I'm sorry, God lied to him_my inner self.

"Yes, let's go......

Suddenly his words stopped because he heard my phone ringing. I also asked for a moment's permission to pick up this phone, and move away a little from his presence.

I saw the name Ummi on the screen of his phone, I quickly pressed the green button.

Assalamualaikum...

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This again in the same cafe Fathan, what is it Ummi?

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Oo, yes Ummi, just tell him wait a minute, I will go home soon....

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In which shop is Ummi?

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Ooo, yes Ummi later Syifa there....

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Yes Ummi, waalaikumsalam..

Then I closed my phone and approached Fathan to ask his permission to go home first, because Ummi told him to take his cake order at the Ummi subscription place.

"Emm.sorry yes, Syifa went home first." I said.

"To hurry it's only a minute...."

"So Ummi called he said he was told to go home quickly." I said flatly.

"Yes, come on.."more.

"Eh, where are you going? I asked, I was confused where he was going.

"You're going home, let's go home.."

Subhanallah..do I have to go home with him again? I don't want to hear that question again if with him, I think for a moment to find a solution so as not to be with him again, he can cry again because of the question earlier.

"Em, don't be...Syifa can alone return the syifa will stop by later to the cake shop to take Ummi's order..."

"But I was the one who......

"What's wrong, Syifa can go home alone...." Cut me.

"Later if Ummi how.."

"Well, Syifa went home first, assalamualaikum." I passed by without hearing Fathan's reply. Sorry Fathan_monologku.

Right now I'm looking for a taxi. It's really quiet here. I walked and walked until I found a taxi ahead.

"Taxi!..my words are loud.

The taxi stopped right in front of me. Then I went to my destination, which was the cake shop.

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