Islam Learning Fasting
41. Bench On The Hill.

"Islam!!!" yelled Umma Nur who continued to follow Islam who continued to step away.

Islam did not care even he was seen running and out of the boarding school through the gate. He did not care if Umma Nur kept shouting and followed him from behind.

Islam rubbed his wet cheeks while crying as he pleased. Islam ran up a rather high hill overgrown with big, green trees.

Islam threw his body beside the largest tree. Islam hugged his knees while crying. His red eyes were staring in all directions with uncertain gazes.

"Don't hurt!!!"

"Please don't get sick!!!" shouts Islam while hitting his chest trying to eliminate the pain in his chest.

Islam rubbed his hair back and grabbed it firmly. Islam again hit his chest that had been flushed.

"Umi" whispered Islam.

"Umi, Abi has slapped Islam" he said.

Islam looked. His head hurt after crying. The chest of Islam is painfully stabbed by slaughterer with a dagger.

"Islam wants to go home" said Islam again.

Islam rose from the green grass and approached a bench facing the high mountain. From up here, Islam can see the view of the vast rice fields below.

Islam sits on that long bench, there are two benches on the left and right sides. Islam does not expect if on this hill there is a long bench as if it has been made to see the scenery below.

Islam rubbed his cheeks. He took a deep breath trying to stop crying, but it wasn't easy. Islam blew up his cries and then hit his chest again which still hurts.

Islam can now only feel the pain in his heart while the wounds and the blood that flows, he does not care.

Islam stopped his crying even though he still heard a hiccup when he heard the sound of footsteps approaching him. Islam can hear clearly the branches that are broken when someone steps.

Islam knows that someone must be Umma Nur who did not give up on pursuing him.

"Go!" the Islamic order without him looking.

Islam does not want Umma Nur to see her crying face.

The footsteps stopped, Islam could hear it. Not long after that footsteps stepped back as if approaching him.

"Go I said!!!" islam shouted that the move immediately stopped.

"Gue wants to be alone."

"Gue does not want to be bothered with Umma," said Islam who tried not to cry.

Now the atmosphere became silent making Islam sigh long and he lowered his head.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

Both eyes of Islam rounded, it is not the voice of Umma Nur. Islam has never heard that voice before.

Islam quickly turned his head and found a veiled girl he had always seen at the serving table to pour kale vegetables.

Islam does not understand why the veiled girl can be in this place and now she looks down even though she sometimes looks at Islam who still looks surprised.

Islam turned its back on Khadijah who now stepped towards the long bench on the left side and sat there.

Islam rubbed his cheeks quickly with his palms then tidied up his messy hair. Islam does not want it to look messy in front of Khadijah who is now sitting facing towards the mountains.

Islam glanced at Khadijah who looked down with awkwardness. Sometimes Khadijah glanced at Islam who began to misbehave when they met with a view.

Islam breathed a long sigh, he still wanted to cry but there was Khadijah here.

"What told you to come here?" tanya Islam who turned to the left looked at Khadijah who was seen staring at the scenery.

Khadijah did not answer, he was busy staring at the scene.

Islam bowed and then looked at the scene ahead. A few minutes later those who were silent to each other made Islam blur their lips because the question was not answered by Khadijah.

"If asked, it's not silent."

Islam glanced at Khadijah who seemed to compete with both feet.

"Akhi also does not answer the greeting ana then how can ana answer the question of aki Islam?"

Islam smiled knot even he forgot to answer the Khadija greeting.

"Waalaikum'salam" Islam answered, making Khadijah smile behind his black veil.

"Ana came here because of Umma Nur's orders, she was not strong to go up to this hill so ana is here."

"For what?"

"Take Islam home" Khadijah answered carefully.

Islam smiled cynically making the corners of his lips lift.

"Where to?"

"To the boarding school."

"Kill know the same Umma if I don't want to go home!"

"Why?"

"Nobody loves me" replied Islam, smiling.

"Islam is wrong."

"Why?"

"Honestly Khadija was envious of Islam because many loved Islam in the cottage."

Islam smiled and then shook his head.

"If you look at what Akbar has done, you will probably know how much he hates Islam."

"Akhi Islam simply does not understand how affection Ustad Akbar."

Islam silent. Islam seems sick of hearing that name or even calling it.

"Khadija was envious and Khadija was jealous. Khadijah thought, Umma Nur loved Khadijah very much but she did not. Umma Nur is much more affectionate and love towards the aki of Islam."

"Akhi Islam should be grateful to many who love Islam. There is Abah, Umma Nur, Umi and Abinya Islam."

"Don't love me. 'em means me."

Khadija smiled behind a veil.

"You must also love you a lot."

"Who?"

"I," answered Islam who smiled sweetly towards Khadijah who never looked at him.

"Only Abi loves Khadijah at this time."

"Eye?"

Khadijah was bowed for a moment as if it was hard to say something.

"Umi Khadijah has died" Khadijah replied to Islam's surprise.

"Died?"

Khadijah.

"Umi Khadijah has died from a fire and his body is charred in flames" he replied.

Khadijah bowed for a moment.

"I'm sorry" Islam said with guilt.

Now the atmosphere became quiet, none of them spoke anymore.

"I want to go home. I miss Umi" said Islam.

"If you miss it, just yell!"

"Yelling?"

Khadijah.

"If Khadijah misses Umi then Khadijah will shout and call Umi then miss it is avenged."

Islam waved in wonder.

"Yelling where?"

"Here."

"Here?"

Khadijah.

Islam looks left and right looking at the scenery around it.

"If anyone sees what? I'll assume a crazy person."

"Nobody's here. Khadijah also often shouted here."

Islam laughed and then shook his head. Khadijah's advice is too challenging.

Not long ago Khadijah rose and stood on a long bench making Islam look up in wonder. What's that veiled girl gonna do?

"Y!!!" shouted Khadijah in the loudest voice possible.

Khadijah looked at Islam who was laughing at him.

"Y!!!! Khadija!!!" shouted again.

Islam laughed and then stood on the bench making Khadija smile.

Islam took a deep breath from his mouth feeling the fresh air coming in filling his lung cavity.

"Y!!! Islam longuuuu!!!" shouts Islam as loud as possible, taking his longing out by shouting.