Islam Learning Fasting
46. Market Story

Islam sits at the end of a long bench and Rahman also sits at the end of the bench. Islam and Rahman sometimes met with a view to make Islam glanced sharply to divert his eyes.

Rahman glanced at the village girls who were seen whispering while staring at Islam who seemed unaware of it.

Is as handsome as that man who is the grandson of Abah Habib until the village girls have since looked at him.

Rahman looked at the expressionless Islam. His nose was sharp, Rahman could see it from the side. That back-strapped long hair doesn't make him as memorable as a villain but he looks really cool.

Rahman headed to the Islamic eyelashes, black and long even the eyelashes look flickering even though they do not use mascara. Fresh pink Islamic lips make Rahman think if the man smokes?

"Well, what about me?" ask Islam who stared hard after knowing if Rahman had been watching him.

"No," he answered quickly and shifted his gaze.

Rahman stared silently at the old woman who was on the bent path while carrying a few bags of groceries with distress.

Does he need to help the woman? But what if Umma Nur and Khadijah return? Perhaps they will abandon it and let Islam approach Khadijah.

Let the old woman pass.

Islam rose from a long bench and approached an old woman whom Rahman had seen.

"Where are you going?" tanya Islam made the old woman look up.

"You go home" he replied in a quivering tone typical of grandmothers.

"Want Islam to help?" tawar Islam's.

"islamic? Haji kiyai's grandson?"

"Well, will Islam help you?"

"Hahaha, no need, son!"

"Ah is okay," replied Islam who immediately snatched all the old woman's grocery bags.

"Come, Grandma!" take him and then step away leaving the old woman who looks smiling.

Rahman took a long breath. Somehow Rahman felt if the man named Islam had a different nature towards a woman. His kind and meek nature is different if he is with a man.

"Where's Islam?" ask Umma Nur who has arrived at the bench.

As Umma Nur remembered, he told Islam to sit here at a distance so that they would not clash with their mouths again.

"That's Islam!" Point Rahman towards Islam who is still stepping along with the old woman.

Umma Nur smiled, her grandson is a good man.

"Would we go home?" ask Rahman.

"It's still a long time because Umma also wants to buy other items, Khadijah, Come!" answer and invite him then he stepped away from Rahman who is now sorry.

If only he had helped the woman maybe he would not have kept quiet like this and what Khadijah would have thought after seeing what Islam was doing.

Islam smiled then waved his hand after ushering in the old woman who was still waving.

Islam turned and stepped. Not in vain he helped the old woman turned out he got a bag of mangoes given free of charge.

Islam stopped his steps when from a distance he could see Rahman who was still sitting on a long bench.

Islam must go another way otherwise Rahman will forbid it from entering the market.

Islam took a deep breath while supporting his waist. He had to think of something this time but what?

Islam who saw the meatball cart being pushed into the market quickly ran and walked behind the meatball cart and entered without being seen by Rahman.

"Wait till you get all mossy in there!"

Islam gave a small laugh and ran into the crowd of the market and huddled with buyers.

Islam turned to the left and right trying to find the figure of Khadijah and Umma Nur. It's not an easy thing.

Islam's move came to a halt as she managed to see a person dressed in long and large headscarves. Islam knew it was Khadijah making Islam soon approached.

"Assalamu'alaikum" Islam said just behind Khadijah.

Khadijah was shocked and then he turned to find Islam who was standing behind him with a smile.

"What is Islam doing here?" ask Khadijah.

"Find Umma, where's Umma?" ask Islam, lie.

"Umma is at the fishmonger" he replied.

Islam nodded with a smile. The smile never disappeared from his lips even though Khadija never looked at him for more than two seconds.

Khadijah stepped in to make Islam follow him from behind.

Khadijah looked at Islam, which was still following him.

"Why does Islam follow Ana?" ask Khadijah who is still stepping.

"Well if I'm lost in the market how?"

"Akhi Islam will not be lost because aki Islam is not a child."

"But I don't know this area" replied Islam who still follows Khadijah.

Khadijah sighed and shook his head slowly. Islam has always been good at answering and giving reasons.

Islam smile. The silent Khadijah seemed to tell him he could follow him.

Islam who is still stepping it immediately pulled the robe worn by Khadija made Khadijah step back so that he did not come into contact with the man who was carrying a basket containing cabbage.

"What's wrong?" ask Khadijah who apparently was not aware of it.

Since then he was busy staring at the merchandise sold by the merchant.

"There were fathers, he almost touched you" replied Islam.

Khadija turned his head and sure enough there was a man who stepped away from him.

"Thank you," he said.

Islam was silent for a moment and again pulled the gamis used by Khadija until the distance between it and Islam was rather close.

Khadijah could feel if the buyers were crammed behind him, fortunately it was women.

Islam stared at the crowd without knowing that Khadija was looking up at him.

For this time Khadijah could see how perfect the face of Islam if it was serious like this.

Islam looked down at Khadijah who was immediately bowed making Islam smile thinly.

"Dry!" invite the Muslims who pull the Khadijah dress that can only follow.

"Sit here!" the peech.

"For what?"

"Sit down!" His pointing made Khadijah sit down.

"But for what? Ana wants to shop."

"Let me go in and shop."

"Why?"

"Well if anyone touches you how?"

Khadija was silent.

Islam pulled out the paper grocery and basket list that Khadija was holding onto and stepped into the crowd.

Khadijah smiled behind his veil. Abah Habib's grandson was a caring man.

"Astagfirullah," said Khadijah quickly.

Forget about Islam.

Rahman rubbed his sleepy face after waiting. Have they all gone back to the cottage so as not to show up?

Rahman took a long breath. Islam has not returned after helping the old woman.

Rahman turned his head and looked up at Umma Nur, Khadijah and... Waitaminute! There's Islam. Since when did Islam arrive and he has been together with Umma Nur and Khadijah.

"Rahman! Let's go!" take Umma Nur and then step.

"Yeah!" invite the smiling Islam mocking while continuing to step side by side with Khadijah.

Rahman smacked his lips, so Islam had been with Khadijah since he sat outside like a fool.