ERIKA (The Slandered Woman)
Chapter 21

Without further ado, Erika immediately issued a Qur'an for Afnan and an Iqro for Icha who also wanted to study together. Icha said earlier, he was tired of studying alone at home without friends. And knowing Afnan wants to learn to teach in his mother, then Icha is enthusiastic.

"Kh..." Afnan clucked. Erika of course saw Afnan's strange facial water tetiba.

"Why again?" erika asked not to understand. This is more than Icha's behavior. Like a boy whose mood quickly changed.

"Afnan is still illiterate, Erika." Melati's mother walked eroding the distance to join the new one out of the side door, saying explain it. "From childhood, it is difficult to manage. Not teaching and other religious matters. I'm sorry, maybe it's because I'm also less strict about educating her." Mother Melati bowed down regretfully. Should have been, he used to really curb his son so that the lesson concerning the door of heaven should he prioritize.

"Ouh," Erika responded while looking at Afnan who was sitting next to Icha. The leaning propped up his chin in his own embarrassment.

"Mr...!" Everyone's attention was distracted by the voice of Mr. Ridwan-husband Mother Melati who called it.

Afnan silently grunted angrily, both his parents why come to the garden gazebo behind his house? Just disturb him who wants to learn while ahem mode pedekate to Erika.

"Papa must go to work now."

Good riddance! Inner Afnan waited for his parents to leave the area where he studied.

"Come, Pa. Mama's dropping out."

Erika turned her face when she saw Melati's mother kissing the back of her husband's hand. Although aware that Aldo is not who he is anymore, but the memory is still a memory that anytime comes to remind him. Two days ago, he still kissed the back of Aldo's hand when he left for work.

"Erica...!"

"Eh... I-yes." Erika gasped in shock to find her shoulder in a soft pat by Afnan.

"What?" Not liking to be touched by a man who is not his mahram, Erika subconsciously asked in a slightly taut tone, without caring about any Afnan parents though.

"Papa invites you to talk." Afnan explained quickly because he was aware by Erika's warning gaze as if - if, 'do not touch touch.'

"Ah... Really true?" Erika who was daydreaming, so not feeling good. He also ignored Afnan who had put on a sulking face.

"Yes, Sir. Sorry, I was __"

"If there is free time today, come to my office," Mr. Ridwan felt that time was hunting him.

Erika's forehead crinkled deep. He did not understand what Mr. Ridwan said. "I mean, Mr Ridwan?"

It was not only Erika who was feeling confused, Mother Melati was the same. Except Afnan who already knows the direction of his papa talks that might lead to work.

"Are you the E-Cha?"

Although confused, why did Mr. Ridwan know his pen name, Erika still nodded.

"You and I have a contract together, Erika. One of your manuscripts we've edited."

Erika's eyes sparkled, so Mr. Ridwan was the owner of the office. Alhamdulilah, it turns out that the person who has given him a fortune is his own distant neighbor. Why did he just know that Mother Melati's husband was a great businessman. Maybe because he was too busy taking care of his household who knew his taunya ended up failing. Erika immediately regretted that her lack of socializing made her a little kudet.

" God willing, I'm going to the office, Mr. Ridwan." Erika smiled reverently. And Mr. Ridwan walked away with his flat face, without even returning Erika's friendly smile.

Melati's mother obviously drove her husband out of the house, so there were Erika, Icha and Afnan.

" Let's start teaching him, Afnan."

Afnan was just silent and still propped up his chin with his elbows stuck on a special folding table for teaching.

"You're pouting like this already like a boy. Icha just lost to you," Erika sneered deliberately comparing.

"I know again," he said in a spoiled tone. Manor Erika stroked his head.

"Why gambek?"

"You said jutek to me."

Icha who did not understand, only became a loyal listener with a small head turned to Erika and Afnan who alternately spoke.

"Your fault! I don't like to be touched."

"Why?" Afnan's turn asked confusedly.

"We're not mahram, Afnan. It is illegal for us to touch even though we only intend to shake hands." Erika deliberately said slowly so that Afnan could digest his words. But for some reason, Afnan even smiled at him. Is there anything funny about the word full of seriousness?

"Then let's get married! It's halal." Afnan smiled without a burden.

Uhuk...

Erika herself immediately coughed cough at Afnan's invitation. It seems, becoming a teacher of this fairy tale is not easy.

"Mother sick?" ask me plain icha. Erika shakes.

"Icha, Uncle Afnan, lend me your Iqro, will you, son?" Instead of serving the word Afnan who according to Erika was just a joke, he better start his duties in the house.

"By dong, ma'am." said Icha generously thrust his Iqronya into Afnan who sat cross-legged on his left.

"Thank you for my son!" Afnan pressed his sentence. And managed to make Erika look at him sharply. But it's not Afnan's name if you're just afraid. He even blinked his flirtatious eyes, making Erika special in the heart. This young man was completely lacking in morals. Forgive me!

"If there is no intention to teach, then do not waste my time, Young Master!"

"Eh, I meant. The oath!" Afnan knows the limits if enough here tease, because Erika has started to lose her patience.

And Afnan also opened Iqro belonging to Icha. Because he was only a Muslim ID card, immediately his head lier saw the basic letters of hijaiyah in front of his eyes.

"Icha, what's this letter?" ask Afnan full of seriousness. Instead of asking Erika, she prefers to test Icha first.

"That's Alif, Uncle."

"Or read 'a' if given a harakat fathah like this..." Connect Erika while writing a special punctuation in an empty book that she has prepared on the folding table.

Afnan menggut understand, no look rancid or playful anymore. He really wants to learn to teach. Not because of that reason Erika again like the beginning of her plan who wanted to get close to the beautiful widow, but her heart was now knocked. Although late, the most important thing is that he has a strong awareness and determination.

"Why alif or a is standing upright and placed at the front. Why not just a letter shaped like a duck." Afnan pointed to the hijaiyah 'Yes'.

Erika took a slow breath first. The disciple of this waste has disturbed the soul of his actual knowledge is also not much, because he also still needs to learn from the experts, but to kill the sense of knowledge that seems serious. Erika also answered first and will start her teaching session even deeper.

"The letter has a good meaning and a lot. But there are the most remarkable philosophies in between. Why was the earliest written question, right?" Afnan nodded who was indeed listening closely.

Erika further explained, "The initial hijaiyah letter that stands tall and sturdy is a sign of everything. And all that belongs to God, our early Lord. As His word reads, 'huwa awwalu wal talu.' means, 'God is first and there is nothing before Him. If you want to learn more fully, then Surah Al-Hadid verse three will take our time. A full day we won't teach."

Afnan was astonished that had been stunned by Erika's brief summary but immediately hit her brain directly.

"Teach me to teach, until I can."

Erika raised her right thumb. The corner of his lips smiled faintly.