Habibillah Hawaari
I don't know, I hope it wasn't.

Ricky stared flat at the scene before him that was clearly visible from the driver's seat of his car. The man had not yet left the campus parking lot because he saw his girl and her best friend's sister were still busy chatting near a row of neatly affected Student motorcycles. The man grabbed his phone and pressed the Call button with one of the numbers on his phone. It didn't take long for the man to wait, his call was connected to the intended person.

"Assalamualaikum Ky, Wohooo.. Tumben once called, how are you ?" ask a man so happy when his best friend calls.

"Waalaikumussalam, usually, rich never called. Thank goodness my news is good. What about you ?" ricky replied with a gaze that continued to look at the man and woman in front of him who were still chatting.

"Alhamdulillah is still given age. Where the hell, hang out yuk. Pumpung today I've been doing college business." Encourage her to be enthusiastic because she has not met her best friend for too long.

"Alright, I also have something to ask. Your wife doesn't care if you play before you go home ?" ricky asked seriously wanting to hear the response of his newly married close friend.

"God willing, he doesn't matter, as long as you just come home late because you met a friend. All right, we meet at the usual place bro" Ricky nodded steadily and immediately ended his call after saying his greetings. The man immediately turned on his car engine after making sure his girl had ended her encounter with a familiar male figure. Billa had passed home while Ricky was still calling his best friend.

After a few minutes, the adult man had arrived in the yard of a cafe that was quite comfortable. The favorite place of the two friends when they want to confide in each other, Ricky got out of his luxury car and went straight inside because he saw his close friend's car on the page.

"Old sorry, it made sure of something first" he said casually as he patted his best friend's shoulder from behind.

"Weh, make sure what's up ?" replied his close friend jahil when he saw the look of his best friend's face looks upset.

"How's your wife ? Do you guys fit in even if you meet in the ta'aruf way ?" Ricky did not answer his close friend's question because he knew very well that his friend was a fairly sensitive figure and understood it so well.

"Thank God, my household will go according to my wishes. One thing I am so grateful for. Getting married without a date is a gift. Because that's where the beauty will radiate when halal relationships are established." Ricky was happy to hear his best friend. The man smiled faintly while nodding his head signifying agreeing with the words of his close friend.

"Thank God, I am glad to hear that, may Allah be with your household ark." Ricky's prayer sincerely looked at his friend with a smile continuing to expand.

"What about the girl ?" Ricky sighed softly before answering a question from his best friend. The smile that had been continuously released faded on its own.

"We'll talk about that later, he's even in college. May God take care of him and grant me my hope." He said softly staring at the drink that had been ordered by his best friend.

"May God grant. Keep up communication every night with God. Only He can grant the request of every servant. Still routine tahajud right ?" Said his best friend so knowing outside in the figure of Ricky Irawan. The two have been friends since they were in Primary School. Although both do not continue at the same institution but both still maintain communication until now.

"He was at your college. Abah sent me to college at my college, but she refused. But he's only one semester away from your college. After that he moved to Medina where I was in college." Said Zaid clearly staring at his friend who seemed to listen while occasionally feeding the food presented in front of him.

"Why move ? Is it uncomfortable with my college ?" Zaid laughed lightly at the question of his best friend.

"It's not. She is heartbroken because her CV was rejected by her target woman. He wanted his studies to be undisturbed because he kept seeing the women he liked. He also wanted the woman to study quietly on campus. I heard this morning at breakfast Zafran wanted to see the girl to see her on campus." Ricky stopped chewing his food and leaned his back on the chair he was sitting on. The man let out a rough sigh while calming his mind and heart that was beginning to unsettle.

"Did that woman go to college ?" Zaid nodded surely not realizing the question of his best friend. While Ricky is increasingly convinced that Billa is a female figure who is the target of his best friend's sister.

"What's the matter of suddenly asking Zaf-, wait." He began to understand the direction of his friend's conversation and questions. Zaid looked at his best friend who now looked flat expressionlessly looking at him fixedly. "Astaghfirullah, is that the girl the same girl as the girl you have submitted the CV for ?" zaid asked seriously looking at his friend asking for certainty.

"Okay, hopefully not." He said indifferently and then drank the ice tea presented in front of him. Zaid continued to look at his best friend who was now avoiding the look in his eyes.

"Hey, don't look at me like that. You're married still weird with me." Guyon's words make Zaid immediately stand up and overlay his best friend's arm with his arm. The two laughed together as they nudged each other with strong arms.

"Hey enough. I just nudged it softly but you retaliated like an enemy." Ricky laughed when he saw his friend fall from the chair they were sitting in. Both of them laughed funnyly when they realized the ridiculous thing they had done. Both are prospective campus owners who were pioneered by their ancestors. Ricky and Zaid share a common goal of devoting themselves to education.

"I miss times like this. If we're married, there's a lot more we can do with our wives to play like this." Said Zaid who immediately got the throw of a sofa cushion from Ricky.

"Go get married if this girl accepts you. Don't delay it anymore. It's not good to delay the good for too long." Ricky nodded slowly in response. Zaid's advice has always been accepted by him, for Ricky his best friend was already considered like Brother and Sister. The two have a very close relationship. Even Zaid did not hesitate to ask Ricky's opinion when he wanted to advance closer to his future wife first.

"I ask for your prayers, don't forget to tuck in a prayer of kindness for me right now. I really want to marry her." He murmured softly but could still be heard by his best friend.

"Not you asking me to pray either. Friends, hopefully later we can also live next door when in his paradise later."

"Aamiin" The two continued to talk intimately, until a very familiar voice sounded for the two men who were engrossed in telling stories.

"Sister Ricky how are you.. ?" Zaid and Ricky turned to the source of the voice now standing between Zaid and himself with a smile that was typical of the handsome young man.