The Light in My Darkness
09

Then they headed to the mosque because the prayer had already begun. After finishing, all the teachers headed to the teacher's room to continue their pending work, there were also those who went straight home after tidying up his belongings, such as Fatma and Nurul tidying up his desk.

Geck! Geck! Geck! Someone knocked on the door of the teacher's room.

" Ashalamu'alaikum Wr. Wb!" greet someone.

" Wa'alaikumsalam Wr. Wb!" answer everything in the teacher room. It just so happened that Fatma who had her desk right next to the door immediately stood up and opened the door to see who was coming.

" Am Aaron?" greet Nurul when she sees her brother.

Deg, geek! Aaron's heart skipped quite a beat as he stared at Fatma right in front of him. Their eyes clashed for a split second and Fatma immediately lowered her head while nodding. Aaron replied to Fatma's nod. Nurul stood up and approached her brother, while Zahirah returned to her desk.

Teachers at that school have been married on average only 1st and 2nd grade teachers are still girls.

" Excuse me, ustadz!" said Fatma who had finished tidying up her desk and would come out but blocked Aaron and Nurul.

" Sorry! Please!" aaron answered a few steps from the door.

God is such a soft voice and such a beautiful face! inner Aaron. Athaghfirullah! I'm sorry Safira! inner Aaron.

Safira is a beautiful artist who is in demand in this country. She hosts the show Harun held every morning on private television. Because they are often together, they become close. Not wanting to cause slander, Aaron slammed Safira.

" I am Ustadzah Nurul first! Ustad!" pamit Fatma's.

" Yes, Us! Please!" answer Nurul and Aaron together.

" Asalamu'alaikum!" hail Fatma.

" Wa'alaikumsalam Wr. Wm.!" aaron and Nurul answered again.

After Fatma's departure, Aaron saw some of the teachers in the room.

" Ustafz!" greet them.

Aaron smiled and nodded his head. Then she took her sister to her desk. Aaron sat in a chair in front of Nurul's desk.

" There needs to be the same you, deck!" said Aaron.

" Why not call me?" ask Nurul.

" Mas' phone is left at home!" answer Aaron.

" What's necessary?" ask Nurul.

" Want to buy Safira a birthday present!" said Aaron.

" Ck! Lazy!" answer Nurul.

" Why is that?" ask Aaron who knows that Nurul disagrees less with his relationship with Sapphira.

" Ok, but next time Nurul won't!" nurul.

" Thank God! Come on!" bring Aaron.

Then they went together to the car park after saying goodbye to the teachers. Fatma was sitting on a bench near the gate, waiting for Arkan to pick her up.

A car expander gets into the school parking lot. Come out a handsome man with a little beard and sideburns on his face from inside the car, walking closer to Fatma who is engrossed in playing his cell phone.

" Asalamu'alaikum!" greet the man.

" Da'alaikumsalam!" fatma answered gently and then raised her face.

He smiled looking at the man, then stood up and approached him. He kissed the man's hand politely.

" Have you waited long?" ask the man.

" No, bang! Fatma's only been sitting here for five minutes!" answer Fatma.

A car stopped near them and Aaron came out of the car followed by Nurul.

" Ashalamu'alaikum Wr. Wb!" greet Aaron.

" Wa'alaikumsalam Wr. Wb!" answer Arkan and Fatma together while looking at the giver.

" Ackan?" greet Aaron with a smile.

" You can! I'm still the old Aaron!" answer Aaron.

" aha! You have become a great scholar. So what do I call you, huh? Ustadz Harun or Kyai Harun?" ask Arkan.

" Alahhhhh! Just aaron!" answer Aaron casually.

Aaron did not really like it if he was called Ustadz, even though he grew up in ponpes and Al Azar graduates. But he did not feel his knowledge was still far off as an expert in religion.

" Ok! Aaron! I know this is me, Fatimah Zahirah Fayyad!" know Arkan. The introduced Fatma immediately cupped her hands together in front of her chest and nodded her head at Aaron and Aaron retorted.

" Call me Zahirah!" arkan said gently, making Aaron's heart melt.

" This is my sister Nurul Jannah Bashar!" said Aaron.

" I'm Arkan!" arkan.

" I'm Nurul, sis!" nurul answered while cupping his hand on the chest like Fatma that Arkan had replied.

" I'm going to marry you?" ask Arkan.

" Where are you?" asked Aaron back while glancing towards Fatma who was engrossed in talking to Nurul.

" Prospective artist, bro!" answer Arkan.

" Can you do it! In God, bro! Next month if Allah gives smoothness! Aamiin!" answer Aaron

" Amij!" reply Arkan.

Arkan knew that Aaron's eyes occasionally glanced at Fatma and he just smiled at Aaron's behavior.

" I'll say goodbye, Bro! Come to the house sometime!" arkan said.

" Oh my God!" reply Aaron.

" Asalamu'alaikum!" pamit Arkan's.

" Wa'alaikumsalam Wr. Wb!" answer Aaron.

Then Arkan shakes hands with Aaron and hugs, Arkan nods his head at Nurul and is answered similarly by Nurul. Fatma shook hands and hugged Nurul then she smiled and nodded her head at Aaron without looking at him.

" Asalamu'alaikum!" hail Fatma.

" Wa'alaikumsalam Wr. Wb!" answer Aaron.

Very soft! inner Aaron heard the voice of Fatma. Aaron retorted by nodding his head also at Fatma.

" What a beautiful girl! Gentle and gentle!" nurul.

" Safira too!" reply Aaron.

" But he's not Safira!" nurul.

" Yes!" aaron

" Dear is already dikhitbah!" whisik Nurul

For some reason at once Aaron's face looks disappointed to hear Nurul's words.

" Thank God! It's lucky the guy who cut it!" answer Aaron flatly.

" Some don't like it!" sindir Nurul's.

" God, Deck! It's liver disease! Come on!" harun said along with Nurul's mischievous smile.

" Heheh!"

The next day Nabil woke up from his sleep and felt his body crumble, slowly opening his eyes. Where's me? inner Nabil. Looking around the room, it seems...The hotel! inner Nabil was shocked. He stood up and felt m***it felt a little sore and strange. Nabil went into the bathroom and took off all his clothes. Then enter the shower box and flushed his body with water flowing through the shower. Rubbed the white body with soap until evenly, when he rubbed his property, he grimaced because he felt sore and sick. It was quickly watered and rubbed the thing with a grimacing face due to the pain. Nabil grabbed the towel and dried his body. He wrapped the towel around his waist and he stood in front of the sink mirror. His face turned deathly pale as he looked at the state of his body. What is this spotting? Why so much? Did I get allergies? inner Nabil felt those patches. But if I'm allergic, why don't I feel any pain at all? nabil again. Nabil opened his towel because the spot was also evenly distributed to his stomach. He just remembered when his shower was painful. What happened last night? Nabil tried to remember what happened last night at the club. Last night I drank? She faintly remembered the whole incident. Abaghfirullahaladzim! Forgive me, O Allah! Fatmas! bayin Nabil's. His body slumped to the floor by standing on both knees. Cupped his hands to his face, he cried bitterly regretting everything that had happened.

Damn you, Boss! What the hell are you doing to me? Why are you setting me up like this? inner Nabil.

" Baboooooooo!" nabil cried regretfully.