
"Mas Rafka, Ning Adin asked to go home today." Nabila immediately conveyed that to Arafka.
"Yes, I'll see a doctor."
"One more thing, Mas Rafka," Davina said. Arafka looked at him. Looking forward to what will be conveyed by Meidina's friend. "From now on, Ning Adin didn't say anything. Sometimes he still cries. Sorry if I was presumptuous to suggest, try Mas Rafka talking to him." Davina seemed to be very careful to convey that sentence, because there was already a certain awkwardness in their hearts towards Arafka.
"Yes, I'll talk to him" Rafka said with a brief smile. "But I'm going to the doctor's office first." And that handsome young man was taking a side note to the others.
They all choose to sit on the front sofa of the room with a variety of small talk, accompanied by a variety of snacks. And the topic of their chat is also still not far from the events of last night, where the truth about Rafka was revealed. They were both shocked and unexpected. However, they all greatly appreciated him.
For the second time, Davina's phone rang again. Unlike the first one, where the sweet girl immediately ignored, this time she was still staring at the phone screen carefully.
"Wift! It's been twice already" said Nabila. He understood that Davina was still hesitating. "Come here, let me do the talking" said Nabila again with a smile.
"It's okay, Davina. Everyone knows about this, and you'll know better after this." Ustadz Widad gave very wise advice.
Davina nodded, looking relieved, and immediately her fingers pressed the green color on her phone screen.
Davina spoke softly, said hello and apologized for picking up the phone now. From that they could all judge how beautiful and deep, the taste that girl had for someone on the other side. Someone who is now calling himself. Yes, everyone must have understood, if it was Rayyan Ali Fattan.
"If you want to go home from the hospital, I'll pick you up." That's what Ra Fattan said on the phone.
"Ee sorry Ra, it seems like today Ning Adin is going to be out of the hospital. So we'll go home together" Davina replied.
"Oh so. Thank goodness ning Meidina is healthy "
"Yes, Ra."
"Yes, greetings to everyone."
"Yes," Meidina replied, and she answered her greetings, because Ra Fattan had broken her connection. The sweet girl was still silent as she sighed softly.
"It looks like there's a storm" said Nabila.
"Not really, just the wind" Davina said.
"But the wind is big huh, Ma'am," Zaskia chirped.
Davina smiled as she shook her head. It is always like this, he always takes a moment to neutralize his own feelings every time after talking with the son of kyai Muhajir.
While in the room.
Meidina Shafa was still in her original position, she sat leaning on a soft sofa with both legs straight. His eyes looked empty and bright. There is a clear speck rolling on the face of his father who today looks brighter and brighter, coupled with the selection of colors of clothes and pasmina worn.
Sounding footsteps approaching, the girl turned her head. When he knew who was approaching, he immediately changed his sitting position and lowered his legs.
Irfan Arafka Wafdan looked at her carefully, before immediately sitting on the sofa not far from Meidina. "Have you felt better?" tanyakanya.
"Yes." Yeah."
"Not dizzy anymore?"
"No." Meidina shook her head briefly. "Sa-I want to go home today."
"Can't say the doctor" said Rafka, which made Meidina look up at him in wonder.
"Why can't it? I feel healthy now."
"Your doctor said you can't come home from this hospital, because you still cry a lot, and still can't smile."
At first Meidina was stunned to hear that remark, but when she realized that it was just a joke, the girl smiled gently.
Just like today, when asked that question, he chose silence. Actually very big desire to answer what is asked, even he wants to talk as much as Rafka about what is asked. But somehow, it still doesn't feel like it can. The language is still stuck in the chest cavity. However, the girl was not completely fixated in silence, she chose another topic as the subject.
"They've been to my house?"
"Never," Rafka replied quickly, while her heart felt a strong beat, with Meidina asking who had already placed her in a noble position. The language is madurese. That is, you are especially for a person who is honorable and respected. In Alhasyimi, this word is rarely used, because the majority of santri use the language of unity, Indonesian. But, this word is not a foreign thing and has never been heard. Therefore, Arafka understood.
"Have you met my parents?" ask Meidina again. Initially Rafka wanted to question the girl about everything, but now turned upside down, even Meidina who interrogated.
"Yes, it was in the branch. There's you too."
Meidina let out a short breath. So, that's just once Rafka met his parents.
"Why, Ning?"
"My parents were just ordinary farmers" the girl said softly.
"Then?"
"Very different from the family background, Worship."
"Ning Adin." Rafka looked at the girl closely, and in quite a long time.
"If you were sincere with your statement last night in front of aba and ummi, that you are willing to marry me, you are willing to be my wife, then you will never bother about this."
Meidina Shafa was immediately bowed, with a pair of eyes that immediately glazed over. Arafka naturally doubted his sincerity, because the answer given by Meidina last night was only spontaneity.
"I really want to live with you, even though I know that in your heart there is someone else" Rafka said softly.
And the tears of Meidina fell upon hearing that sentence. For a moment he could say nothing more. Rafka also did not bother him, until then Meidina looked up and said softly, "I'm sorry, Mas Rafka."
Rafka smiled gently. "Now, almost everyone calls me that. But, this call from you is what I like the most."
Jemari's end then rubbed a clear point on Meidina's face.
"Don't cry anymore, please," she said gently. "There is no problem that cannot be solved. There is no problem that has no way out. The important thing is that you can talk to me about anything. Even if it's for the most unpleasant thing, for example you want to cancel our marriage." The handsome young man said steadily, unlooking burdened and heavy.
Meidina was only able to shake her head, without being able to speak, while Arafka did not let go of her gaze in the least. Just suddenly.
"I'm sorry, Mas Rafka." Nizam Ali is seen standing in the middle of the door, looking hesitant, between wanting to continue in, or just go out first.
"Yes, Mas Nizam" said Rafka with a calm face.
"Mas Rafka called the doctor."
"Oo, thank you, Mas Nizam."
Nizam Ali nodded and passed away. Arafka slowly got up. "I'll see the doctor first" he said, and immediately stepped out of the room.
However, just two steps away, Meidina called out to him. "Mas Rafka."
As Arafka paused and looked at the girl, Meidina immediately said, "Tell the doctor, I want to go home. Because I don't want to cry anymore, and I can smile." When he said so, on the face of ayu it was indeed embedded with a smile.
Rafka also smiled at the smile of hearing that remark. "You're so ayu, Ning Adin. May Allah really grant me the right to look upon your face."
Gentle speech, but upon hearing that remark, Meidina felt her throat choked like it was blocked. It took him a few jokes to answer. Unfortunately, Rafka did not seem to need an answer, because he immediately stepped out.
Mas Rafka, why leave immediately, without waiting for my answer first.
The girl's mind sighed heavily.