Aqidah Love
You Where?

Fatiya shifted the picture of the green-colored phone, deciding to receive the call.

"Hello, Assalamu'alaikum." The voice that these few days was very familiar in Fatiya's ears greeted from across there.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Mas," Fatiya replied nervously, the girl did not expect that it was Akbar who called.

"Fa, how come you're not home yet?" asked Akbar who sounded worried.

Fatiya circulated her gaze, looking for the figure of the young man who was calling her. 'There's no Mas Akbar, but how does he know that I haven't come home yet?' batin Fatiya asked.

"Fa, how come you're dumb?" Akbar's voice again made Fatiya confused, the hijab girl who was restless waiting for Daniel's arrival frowned.

"Kok, Mas Akbar can tell? Where else is it?" ask Fatiya who decided to ask.

"You look at the cafe, Fa," Akbar said.

Reflek, Fatiya turned his neck to the left. The sweet girl was surprised to find Akbar sitting on the terrace of Aditya's cafe with several young people, Akbar waved at him.

"If the waiting doesn't come, you come here, Fa. I'll take you home" said Akbar.

"Don't go home by yourself, just look like it's raining again, deh," Akbar continued while pointing up there, where thick clouds are seen marching ready to drop water points to wet the earth.

"It's coming soon, Mas," Fatiya replied hesitantly. He wasn't sure if Daniel was going to pick him up or not, but Fatiya also had to call Daniel to make sure.

"Sorry, Mas. Just first, yeah. There was an incoming call," said Fatiya who did not want to linger talking to Akbar, which would only make Fatiya's heart more upset.

I don't know, even Fatiya doesn't know why. Every time he came close to Akbar, the girl felt a different vibe in her heart.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mas," concluded Fatiya who immediately closed the phone, without waiting for an answer from Akbar.

Fatiya then tried to contact Daniel, the girl moved and walked away from where she was. Apparently, Fatiya deliberately avoided Akbar's vision.

After feeling invisible from the cafe, Fatiya then sat down while waiting for his phone call to be picked up by Daniel.

'If sitting here, it seems invisible from the cafe, ' muttered Fatiya, the girl's gaze focused on the mobile screen. While his right hand massages the temple which begins to pulsate.

Several times Fatiya called the number of the prospective husband, but only the annoyance and disappointment that Fatiya got. Daniel never took a call from him.

'What the hell are you, Bang? If you can't pick me up, why don't you tell me?' gerutu Fatiya in heart.

Fatiya immediately moved, after glancing at her watch which showed the number five. He walked unsteadily towards the highway with tears just dripping down as raindrops descended from the sky.

Fatiya's chest seemed to rumble, like the sound of lightning that also rumbled up there. The girl continued walking, she completely ignored the drops of rain falling more and more and began to wet her hijab and clothes.

"O Allah, in the rain I ask You. If indeed we are a match, ease our way but if Daniel is not my soul mate, please send a successor who can be a priest for me and our children."

Fatiya stood waiting for the angkot, a vehicle that would take her to a place where all the peace and comfort she could get.

Fatiya's tears are getting heavier with the swift rain, he misses his mother and wants to immediately pour into the warm embrace of the mother.

Fatiya looked up when he no longer felt water droplets wet his face, the girl's forehead wrinkled to see an umbrella on his head.

"Come on, get in the car!" invite a voice that always makes Fatiya's heart tremble when you hear it.

"Mas Akbar," said Fatiya after seeing the person who was covering him.

Yes, after Fatiya disappeared from sight, Akbar rushed his car towards the showroom courtyard. The young man kept watching Fatiya's gerik, until the girl walked towards the highway.

Akbar deliberately let Fatiya rain for a while because the young man was still doubtful, whether Fatiya so picked up or not. Akbar does not want to make Daniel misunderstand, if he sees himself with Fatiya.

Akbar held out a handkerchief. "Remove your tears, I don't like to see women grieve and cry."

As hypnotized, Fatiya received the handkerchief and then wiped the tears mixed with the rain.

"Fafa wash first, yes. Fafa returned them to Mas Akbar's handkerchief yesterday" Fatiya said after wiping his tears.

Akbar smiled. "Make you," he replied.

Silent, momentarily greeting.

"Would you go home now, or would you like some rain?" ask Akbar. "If it's still raining, let me hang out!" he continued, smiling seductively.

Fatiya who was stricken with sadness, inevitably joined in smiling. "Fafa wants to go home, Maghrib will be back," Fatiya replied.

"Come, I'll take you!" Akbar leads Fatiya to his car, which is parked not far from where the sweet girl who has been able to make Akbar smile.

Akbar opened the door for Fatiya. Just at the same time, Daniel's car turned towards the showroom.

Fatiya's husband-to-be stepped on the brakes deeply, as his net caught the shadow of Fatiya getting into a luxury car.

'That's like, Dik Fafa, ' murmured Daniel.

Daniel observes the figure of the man who took refuge under the umbrella, who had just closed the car door for Fatiya. 'Grandpa! He's Akbar!' daniel's inwardly.

'Lacking! So right, they both have a relationship!' Daniel clenched his hands perfectly. Jealousy took over Daniel's heart and his emotions peaked again.

"Basic, hypocrite! Sook alim, but it's not different with Santi!" raung Daniel while punching the steering wheel of the car.

Fatiya's husband-to-be hurriedly picked up a cell phone and was about to contact Fatiya. 'I'll call him, I have to make sure if he'll answer honestly or not!'

"Hello, where are you?" daniel asked in a sharp and no-nonsense tone, as soon as his call was received by someone across the street.

"Hello," replied the voice across with a sob.

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