Islam Learning Fasting
61. Jealous.

Islam turned to the left and right trying to find the figure of Khadijah who is not visible anymore. Islam does not know where Khadija went.

Islam ran through the streets, maybe he could find Khadijah who was still walking in the residential part. Sometimes he asked the people around the streets, well maybe they knew.

"No, Son. I don't see" replied the man who was mowing the lawn on the side of the road.

Islam smiled even though his worried face could not be hidden.

The footsteps of Islam now again stepped intending to enter the residential area that he always passed but his steps stopped and chose to undo his intention to find Khadijah there.

It's not a matter of giving up, it's just that in the house there are two dogs that always chase after him. It's been pursued twice there's no need for one when the time.

Islam leaned his body against the gate wall of the boarding school. Has Khadijah gone home yet?

Islamic daydreams are realized when he remembers something and maybe Khadijah is there.

Islam ran fast, he did not think about his fatigue for now.

That hill, maybe he was there.

Islam ran up the high hill with his mind praying that he might find Khadijah there.

Islam ran and his lips smiled after finding Khadija sitting on a bench on a hill.

Islam sits on a bench far from Khadijah.

Khadijah who knew the presence of Islam immediately turned his face veiled as if he did not want to be seen by Islam.

Islam was subdued by the silence of him and Khadijah. What to talk about now? Even Islam does not know what to do.

"You jealous?" ask Islam.

To be honest, Islam regrets asking such questions. Khadijah may have left again because he was ashamed.

You fool Islam!

Islam glanced at Khadijah who looked silent as if he did not care. Islam was downcast, it felt like it had been wrong to come here.

"You jealous?" ask Islam again.

"Who is jealous?" ask Khadijah who spoke also finally.

"You" answered Islam.

He closed his eyes tightly. Care once you Islam, this is the second time Islam regrets its speech.

"Jealousy is not Khadijah's right. On what basis should Khadijah be jealous?"

"This match," answered Islam.

"Who is Khadijah? Khadijah had no connection whatsoever to the akhis of Islam, so why was Khadijah jealous?"

Islam silent. It is true what Khadijah said.

"I know you don't have a relationship with me but I feel that you're jealous."

Khadijah sounded like a laugh, though it was not clear.

"That's just the feeling of Islam."

"But why did you leave the kitchen if it wasn't for jealousy?" ask Islam.

Khadijah was silent.

Silence, no answer.

"Say it if you're jealous!"

Khadija took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.

"You're blowing?" ask Islam.

"If Khadijah says yes then has anything changed today?"

Islam is confused. What to talk about now?

"My family decided to agree on this matchmaking, not my decision."

Khadija was silent, not speaking.

Islam shifted his seat to be at the edge of the bench and stretched his hand towards Khadijah.

"If this taste is the same as the taste you feel then come! Come with me and tell them that we love each other" Islam said.

Khadijah glanced faintly at the fingers of the Islamic hand. Yep, the tears in both visions Khadija had almost fallen.

Khadijah.

"One vote will lose by the number of votes. Even though Islam rejects this matchmaking, it will still happen."

"One right voice will defeat many wrong voices" Islam said.

"Khadija does not want Islam to reject this match and make Katrin sad."

Islam blinked both eyes several times and frowned in confusion. Why Khadijah prefers to keep the feelings of others.

"Then what about me?"

Khadijah.

"I just want to marry the girl I love."

"If aki Islam chooses to marry Katrin then aki Islam will get a girl who loves aki Islam."

"If Islam chooses to marry Khadijah then Islam only loves not loved."

Khadijah rose from the bench and stepped away from Islam, which is now silent with a flat face full of pain.

Does that mean Khadijah doesn't love her?

Islam brought his fingers closer to his face and looked at him with both eyes that had shed tears.

Islam squeezed his hair in annoyance then shouted loudly.

Khadijah covered his mouth covered with a veil so that his voice would not be heard by Islam. Well, Khadijah is hiding behind a big tree.

Khadijah rubbed his eyes that had been crying then rubbed his chest that felt tight. It hurts.

"I'm sorry Khadijah."

...***...

Islam approached Abah Habib's room in a hasty step. The time has almost entered the time of breaking the fast to make Islam move forward.

"Assalamu'alaikum" Islam said at the same time as he pushed the door.

Islam who intended to speak again was restrained when he found Akbar who was sitting in the seat of Abah Habib.

"Waalaikumsalam" replied Akbar who greeted Islam with a smile.

"Where's Abah?" ask Islam.

"It was in the dining room. It's almost breaking fast" he replied.

"What's wrong?" tanya Akbar who feels if Islam saves something and wants to say it.

"Who agrees with this matchmaking?"

"Everyone agrees, what's up?"

Islam takes a breath and breathes it slowly. I don't know why Islam wants to hit anyone around it.

"Including lo?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Why do you agree? I've never told you anything about a decision, but why are you all taking a decision?"

"Father just-"

"Cancel this matchmaking," Islam said with its stiffened jaw.

Akbar scrunched his forehead.

"But why? Don't you love each other? Katrin said it like that."

"Katrin who loves not Islam."

Akbar smiled then stepped closer to Islam who was still standing with his angry face.

"It's okay. After marriage, love will come into existence."

"This is what Abi feels with Umi" he continued.

"But the problem is that love has been given to others" said Islam then turned and walked away.

Akbar speechless. Who does Islam mean? Who has been given love by Islam?

"Who's the girl?" tanya Akbar made Islam stop its steps.

"Is he your girlfriend in town?" ask Akbar again.

"No, he's in the boarding house."

"Who?"

Islam takes a deep breath and breathes it slowly.

"Khadija," answered Islam and then continued his steps to leave Abah Habib's room.

Akbar was shocked after hearing that, so it turned out that Islam loved Khadijah, the son of Ustad Hasim.