World Angel
Chapter 5's
Out of the UKS room turned out to bring no results. The six friends finally chose to gather in the courtyard of the mosque while waiting for the lecture hours to begin. They walk with a big question mark on their head.
After the Dhuha prayer, they sit in a circle with fritters that are already available in the middle. Dila kindly bought it for them while his friends prayed earlier. Among them, Dila was the one who most often prayed Dhuha in kosan than in the mosque. He assumed if he could be too busy on campus to forget Dhuha. That thought always invited a amazed smile from his friends.
“Eh, so ask who about that brother?” tanya Yani started a conversation that of course the topic was still the same. Mystery youth.
Jinan shakes. “Jinan will faint, do you know who cheered at that time. That's all so good, huh?”
Rini swallowed the vegetable cake in her mouth. “Wih, Jinan doesn't know. Kali kemaren lo storm. The loudest technical kid. Jinan is the prima donna of engineering children,” said Rini teasingly.
The honey-eyed woman snorted. “Primadona what? Do not carelessly give the nickname deh.”
“What do we ask to FT aja?”
Melisa and Jinan shook their heads strongly at Yani's proposal, the idea sounded terrible. Given the scorn of the student Jinan received this morning, he could not lie if his heart was a little afraid of dealing with other faculty students, especially engineering.
Don't know why the aura of the technical student looks dark. They also like to use suits that are predominantly black, adding to the gloom of their appearance. Not to mention with long student hair, long hair and dreadlocks. Duh, horrible. Students also do not want to lose. With an all-black outfit, and a fierce face that makes other students can immediately recognize them when in the middle of the crowd.
“Already, forget about the young man. If it is destined to meet again, we will meet ourselves,” said Jinan mediated.
Melissa nodded in agreement. “That's important God knows our intentions. We better think about where to do the job? Class seems to have been not conducive because the technical children again experiment with their motorbike in the back shed.”
“Unfortunately in kosan Jinan did not receive guests,” said Jinan regretted.
The six of them breathed. It seems like they will be doing the task individually again. Even if they do the task together they can exchange opinions and get a better conclusion.
“Any times yes kosan Jinan is limited. Why can't guests come?” comments Dila curious.
“Hmm, don't know the exact reason. But said temen Jinan there used to be a turning away because bring temen to the room. And no one ngaku. So to avoid that, guests can only enter until the front porch aja.”
“Ngeri is too! Staying in Medan nih horrified as well,” comments Yani. Jinan nodded in allowing.
“Do not intend to move kos? Together with Dila aja,” Dila proposal on Jinan.
“The idea is to move kos, but responsibility. Because next month has increased the semester, the transfer was postponed first so that it can focus.”
“Oh yes? Where do you plan to move?” ask Melisa.
“Rusunawa.”
“Hah? Could anyway? Not a new student anymore,” asked Rini.
“Jinan has asked the head of his dorm. He said he could, as long as he paid directly for a year. Pay system per year.”
They're nodding. After chatting for a while, it didn't feel like time was going so fast. Classes will begin soon and the six depart from the mosque to study with other friends.
The journey from the mosque to the classroom only takes about 10 minutes because they are a leisurely walk. Several times they met other friends and walked together. Talk to each other, joke around.
“Astaghfirullah! Uh, someone missed on the bike. Melisa to the motor first yes, you guys go first to class,” exclaimed Melisa quickly. He hurried to his bike and took a white envelope with his tuition for a semester.
“Alhamdulillah is still there,” he said slowly.
Tiin's! Tiin's!
The sound of the motor horn shocked him. He looked back where there was a woman wearing a purple jacket and his green matik motor came from the back gate of the campus. The woman smiled kindly at Melisa.
“Melisa, assalamualaikum!”
Melisa smiled brightly. “Eh, brother Amah. Waalaikumussalam!”
Amah parked his bike nimbly and immediately removed the driving safety attribute he was wearing. A smile still perched on her tiny lips. His face glowed in the sunshine as he took off his helmet. The long black veil dangled gracefully.
“Self?”
“Iya brother. Same with the others, but they went to class. Something is missing on the Motorcycle,” replied Melisa.
“You together?” tawar Melisa's.
Amah jerked. It moved clumsily justifying his veil and clothes that were already neat. “Melisa in advance aja, brother still has business.”
Without saying much more Melisa left from there and hurried to walk towards the classroom not far from the back parking lot. He slightly looked back where Amah was sitting on the low barrier of the corridor wall.
Who else is Amah's sister?
Arriving at class, Melisa saw her friends were already sitting in their respective positions. He immediately took a place next to Jinan which was indeed left empty for him. He smiled and thanked me.
“Ukhti what to take on the motor?”
Melisa smiled clumsyly. “Tuition, in the trunk of the motor.”
Jinan glared at the answer and then hit Melisa's arm slowly. “There-there's aja! What if it is lost? New teledor, ukhti.”
Melisa laughing. Jinan could only shake slowly. Although Melisa was the wisest person among them, she was also the most careless person. Often forgets something important to her. He has been in trouble several times because of his carelessness.
While being cool nagging that was useless because Melisa only laughed at hearing the nagging, the sound of greetings from the classroom door distracted them. Amah entered the classroom and took a seat in the back, while behind her walked a charismatic and shady-looking young man.
Melisa jerks. Are you waiting for Ruslan? He seemed to be unable to believe what he was seeing.
The hoopla happened. The arrival of the two men invited a teasing whistle from classmates. It's not usually that the two of them come together like this.
Desas desus about the closeness of these two students is often heard. But both have strongly denied the allegations. They're not dating. That's how it says.
Until a sentence jolts someone's daydream.
“Lho? So ustadz Ruslan same Ustadzah Amah or same Ustadzah Jinan?”
The question instantly made Jinan jump in shock. He stared intently at Amar the questioner. Her heart beats unsettled at the question, a question that is not only being debated by her five best friends and classmates but also by her own.
To whom exactly was the young man named Ruslan tethering his heart? Amah or Jinan? No one knows except the owner of the heart.
Not only is the closeness of Ruslan and Amah a big question mark. Ruslan's unusual relationship with Jinan is also questionable.
How close are they? It will look in time.
Not only was Jinan surprised by the bold question, Ruslan and Amah were also shocked. But Ruslan only smiled slightly and shook his head, while Amah looked at Jinan briefly before protesting Amar with a small voice.
“Eh? Can't ask, Amar!” the petite woman's nagging with a feigned tone of annoyance.
Amar laughing. “Loh? Why ustadzah? We wonder who in the end the woman who managed to conquer the heart of ustadz Ruslan. Isn't that right, tadz?”
Ruslan gave no answer, he just smiled. Made some curious people in the class stare anxiously at him. Is it difficult to clarify others so as not to cause prejudice?
His name was Ruslan, a tan-skinned young man with a pointed nose and thick red lips. A nomad from the Stabat area who currently lives temporarily in the Jl mosque. Gaharu as mosque marbot. Previously he studied D3 in Malaysia and continued S1 in Medan. He was a student who trusted several lecturers to become class relators.
His skills make many lecturers and also students like him. Many women are fascinated by her charisma. His religious knowledge is also not inferior to the lecturer himself. He is a role model with almost equal knowledge and realization.
While Amah is a student who graduated from pesantren and currently teaches while in college. He is a Medan citizen who has been very unfortunate with the ins and outs of Medan to the rat aisle though. He is friendly, helpful and often bothered with his friends' problems. She is also known as a Judes woman who protects her friends. His older age than his classmates earned him respect.
From the beginning, the two were very close to each other. Do not know what the business is, but they often seem to both are working on something. Some people say it's just an alibi of their feelings that they like each other.
To cover up the feeling, both are looking for reasons so they can be together more often without suspicion. Now they have a special call for each. Wak and Mbok. When friends asked about the call, they said it was a mock call that had been their icon all along.
What about Jinan and Ruslan?
Wait in the next chapter.
Seriate...
