Humaira
Chapter 10 the hospital and the party

Handi approached Humaira who was sweeping the terrace. Humaira cuek's. He didn't know that anyone was approaching him. The man who had been secretly watching him for a long time.

"Assalamualaikum, Humaira"

"Wa alaikum ..." Humaira's reply was interrupted to see who said the greeting.

Handi smiled. It's actually a bold move. So far, Handi has never done so. Talking is always a lot of people. If this morning he did it because the taste had reached the crown. He can no longer be arrested. Today is a holiday. Humaira's mummy was at home anyway.

"Waalaikumsalam warahmatulloh ..." Humaira lowered her face. Embarrassed.

And so did Handi. He did not look at Humaira. He turned his gaze forward, the front road of the mushollah. A good man, Ustadz Rojali said, is a man who subdues his eyes to the opposite sex. How noble the teachings of Islam are; respect the existence of gender.

Both of them were students of Ustadz Rojali since childhood. They grew up and grew up together. In elementary school, they are also one school but different classes. When SMP and High School they split. Sandi continued her schooling to the pesantren. Humaira studied at Junior High School and High School red plate. Meet back in two years

of late. Sandy teaches at the madrasah. An educational foundation run by his family.

"Cambodio ... " Humaira melts the ice.

"Heh, yes. I'm from Nurul mpok stall, breakfast rice sit" replied Handi grogi.

"Loh ... There's a Handi boy, anyway. It's been a while ?" Ummi suddenly appeared from inside while carrying a glass of ginger wedang.

"Oh, yes .. yes ummi. Not long ago, just now" Handi was getting groggy.

"Well, ummi made her drink just one glass. Yes, this is for Handi first. Mai, ummi'll make it again. This healthy drink, suitable to prevent Corona"

"Thank you ummi" Handi received a glass of ginger wedang made by ummi. The glass was placed on a small table in the corner of the terrace. Humaira continued sweeping. Liability, said. Ummi's back in the kitchen.

"Mai, today's off, right?" Handi started to vent to melt the atmosphere.

"Kok know what, Han?" Humaira asked back.

Sandy smiled asked back. He wanted to express his feelings immediately. The taste that I have is pendent. But he broke it. He thinks it's not the right time. Worry is rejected too. It is natural that there is a fear of rejection. For the first time in his life he fell in love with a woman. He wanted this to be for the first time and forever. Classic love story. Unlike millennials who usually change partners in a short time. Sunday night walks, romantic once.

Sandy couldn't have done it. Humaira is like that too. More time is spent in the hospital. Moreover, there is a massive outbreak of Covid-19. His energy and mind focused on helping the patient exposed.

They are two corrupt people. Ancient in terms of the association of young people. Not able to follow the train. Even to express feelings. Today Sandy wants to express her feelings. But doubt. It was always the case when I met Humaira.

"Well, you know. I drink yes, wedang gahnya" Handi still can not find the moment to state it.

Humaira. He sat in the other chair. Keep her face down. His heart was beating faster than usual. Uneasily. But happy. Blissfully.

Door's beating. Ummi reappears with a glass of ginger wedang and a plate of boiled cassava. Sandy has not yet succeeded in her intentions. Cut scene ummi. The God-ordered scene is amazing. No one can resist.

"Well ... ummi make boiled cassava. Yes, yes, Handi. Sorry just boiled cassava ..."

"Thank you, thank you ummi"

"Yes already, ummi to the kitchen again, later scorched his cooking" Ummi returned to the kitchen.

"Mai, may I ask a very personal7fi?" Handi again continued the conversation that began.

"About what, Han?"

Humaira. Actually his heart is happy. But he's holding it. He didn't want Handi to see his red cheeks. Stay down. Concealed it.

"Unfortunately, I have chosen him" Humaira replied firmly though still not daring to look at Handi. He could not see the change in his face.

Handi fell silent. It was like hearing an ear-splitting bomb. It doesn't sound anything anymore. Hot ears. His heart was like loose. Sandy tried to control herself.

"So ... I don't have another chance, do I?" Handi wanted to confirm Humaira's answer.

"The opportunity .... the opportunity is closed, Han" Humaira replied as she ventured to see the look on Handi's face. A moment ago I bowed again.

"It's okay, Mai. May I know that man?" Sandy still could not hide her disappointment.

"For what, Han?"

Sandy smiled despite the force. He stands.

"Wind to know. Lucky for him to be chosen by this village angel" said Handi began smoothly not stiff. There is a tone of resignation and disappointment.

"That man is special to me, Han. He's a teacher. I don't know why I chose it. If you ask me why, I can't answer. He is the choice of heart"

A teacher? In this village there are only two people. Me and Gufron. So Humaira's been dating him all along. Without his knowledge. I never saw them walk alone. Sandy talked to herself.

Gufron once said that he had a crush on someone between Humaira, Salma and Husna. But Gufron never said that girl was Humaira. Well, I lost one step to Gufron.

"Gufron?" Convincing question.

Humaira shook her head. Handi was curious about it.

"No, Han. The man is mediocre. I like his simplicity. I'm not as confident as Gufron. But that man of my choice, the man who would accept me for who I am" Humaira returned to make Handi's heart even more unfazed.

"It's not the village guy, is it?" urged Handi.

Humaira silently did not answer. His sight was shifted to the front street of the house. He did not dare to look at her. Handi occasionally steals Humaira's facial features. The man also did not dare to look long at Humaira. He's still standing.

"Mai, then I say yes. I already know your answer. May you be happy ..." Sandy wanted to leave quickly. He did not want Humaura to see his disappointed face.

"Han, that man is you" Humaira interrupted Handi's speech. Humaira was embarrassed.

"May .....?"

"I didn't hear wrong, did I?" Handi glimpsed Humaira who was bowed. Humaira nodded.

Handi's smile was off. He did not expect. So plain this guy. Humaira.

"You got me, huh?"

There is a satisfaction of outsmarting this man. The man of his heart. Sandy was too happy to be angry.

"Thank you, Mai. You have chosen me. If you're happy after this plague subsides, I want to kill you. Apply"

Humaira swaddled in surprise.