Innallaha Ma'Ana (Verily Allah is With Us)
Chapter 38. Rinjani & Bagaskara (2)

Read until it's over, yeah. Don't skip let it read by the system. Then, do not forget to always give support to me with likes, comments, flowers, coffee, votes, and ⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐. May you be happy and healthy today always.

***

Chapter 38

Rinjani fell silent and thought of Bagaskara's words. Not even had his mouth opened to say something, the man had already cut it back.

"Or don't you want to come back here because there's me?" bagaskara asked with a sharp gaze as if piercing through Rinjani's heart.

Rinjani frowned and shook her head. For him this man is not a threat or a problem in his life.

"I want my kids to grow up well. They can socialize well with friends, neighbors, or other people they meet on the street. I want the kids to have a good adab. Speak words and act kindly and politely. It is not all learned in school subjects, but directly in the daily environment of residence. I do not want children who become individualistic and cannot sympathize or empathize with neighbors or others" Rinjani replied as she looked back at Bagaskara.

"I feel for myself what life here is like. It is difficult to make friends with a neighbor's child if not one class or school. I don't have any friends living in this compound. I have a friend that's just a schoolmate from Kindergarten to college. Then, friends at work. I have no memory of playing with the neighbors, because they are just like me. Just befriending the kids at school. I sometimes envy when I see Azzam visited by his friends who come home to be invited to play ball on the field or go fishing in the river. Aqilah who invited girls to play with dolls or play congklak on the porch of the house. They enjoyed the childhood that I never felt," Rinjani continued with teary eyes.

"Listening to their laughter makes me happy. I will not take away their happiness if I force them to stay here, while their hearts want a life in the village. So, I put their happiness first." Clear liquid in the net belongs to Rinjani who has accumulated. Now in one blink of a clear circle in his eye cracker also fell wet his smooth cheeks.

"I'm sorry, I don't mean that. I didn't think of getting there" said Bagaskara and his hands without him realizing it, wiping away a trace of tears on the cheek of the idol.

Rinjani keeps her head away as Bagaskara touches her cheek. He quickly rubbed both of his cheeks to remove the warmth from the traces of the man's hand.

"I'm sorry, I was so lazy to touch you without permission" Bagaskara said as he realized his mistake. He should not have touched this woman in front of him.

A gust of wind that shook the tip of the Rinjani hijab on the forehead, making it fold. Then, the woman also corrected the tip of her hijab. All Rinjani gestures can not be separated from Bagaskara's view.

'Beautiful.' (Bagaskara)

'Oh Allah, what sin would I be if I wanted Rinjani to be my soul mate?'

'Open his heart to me, O God. I love her so much. Don't let this love of mine never return.'

'If Rinjani is not my soul mate, just eliminate this feeling of my love for her.'

Bagaskara's heart has been ceaselessly praying ever since she stared at Rinjani's beautiful face. If, the woman did not stick to the rules of Islam, it would have been easily touched, even if only the fingertips. Or even he will not hesitate to hug and kiss this woman he loves.

"Rinjani, I still love you" said Bagaskara softly as the idol entered.

***

What choice will the three Rinjani children choose? Do you live in the city or stay in the village? Wait for it to go, yeah!

Waiting for the next chapter. Yuk, read my work too. Nice and exciting story, you know! Especially when you are finished, you can read marathon.