Islam Learning Fasting
70. Pulp.

Khadijah raised a bowl of porridge that he had made for Islam according to Umm Nur's will.

"Umma, this is finished porridge" said Khadijah who passed by umma Nur.

"Bring it up, kid go inside!" he then continued his steps.

"But-" Khadijah's speech came to a halt as Umma Nur had stepped away.

Khadija let out a long sigh and then he turned his head and smiled back to look at Abah Habib.

"Change, this is porridge for Islam."

"Oh yeah, just bring it inside!" the door was then he stepped away.

Khadijah fell silent with his worried face. How'this? Khadijah was ashamed to do so.

Khadijah took a deep breath and stepped into Abah Habib's room where there was Islam...

Khadijah's move came to a halt when he managed to find Akbar and Islam who were now embracing each other. It doesn't feel good to interrupt a moment between a father and son.

Khadijah decided to turn away but Islam saw him and took off his arms slowly from Akbar.

"Khadija" said Islam.

"Khadija?" Look at Akbar who quickly looked over.

Khadijah quickly turned his head and smiled behind his veil while bowing.

"Assalamu'alaikum, yes ustad Akbar and akhi Islam," said Khadijah.

"Waalaikumsalam" the two answered.

"Sorry interfering. Khadijah brought warm porridge to aki Islam," he said.

"Oh yeah put it here!" pinta Akbar while pointing at the table.

Khadijah nodded then stepped up and placed the bowl on the table.

Islam smiled wryly while biting his lips trying to hold back his happiness.

The porridge was for him and was carried by the girl he loved.

"Did you make it?" ask Islam.

"Yes," Khadijah replied while nodding.

"Is there love in it?" islamic Goda.

"Hust!" reprimanding Akbar then while hitting the arm of Islam who immediately laughed.

"Just ask," said Islam while smiling ignorantly.

Akbar shook his head as if he did not think that Islam could still say that even though he was sick.

"This antum is sick but still has time to talk like that"

Islam poked his lips, he could not tempt Khadijah if there were Abinya here.

"Emmm Khadijah is there any affection in that porridge? Eaaa!!!" akbar's Goda makes Islam laugh.

Khadija bowed and covered his mouth wrapped in a veil. Look at this father and son who are teasing him.

"Islam tell Umi!" threatening Islam while laughing made Akbar's laughter stop.

"Don't dong!" akbar said with his face now becoming serious.

"Emmm then Khadija said to go first" Khadija said then he turned and stepped.

"Used!" call Akbar make Khadijah step stopped then he turned his head.

"Yes ustad?"

"Why rush once? Didn't you just want to see Islam when he passed out?"

"Oh yeah?" ask Islam with his incredulous gaze.

"Yes, Khadijah was willing to go into the room to accompany antum but because Abi was worried then Abi forbade him to enter first and prevent slander only," he explained.

Islam smiled faintly while nodding. Islam looked at Khadijah who looked down.

Khadija looks squeezed his fingers well it seems like he is very embarrassed now.

"Used!"

"Yes ustad?"

"May you help ana?"

"This is Allah" replied Khadijah.

"Em please help to feed Islam!"

Both the eyes of Khadijah and Islam were shocked after hearing what Akbar said.

Is this serious?

"Why Abi-"

"Ah it's okay, you are," whispered Akbar then blinked one eye to make Islam understand and then smile.

Akbar then got up the chair and smiled at Khadija who looked nervous.

"Come Khadijah!"

"But why is it not the ustad"

"Oh yes justad want to find something," cut Akbar make a speech Khadija stopped who then stepped closer to the closet and pretend to busy themselves as if looking for something.

"Where did Anna keep it?"

Akbar who was opening the closet door closed then turned to look at Khadijah who was still standing still.

"Come fast! Islam is starving, isn't it Islam?"

Islam turned to look at Akbar who again blinked one eye to make Islam understand.

"Oh yes, Islam is hungry" said Islam while holding his stomach.

Khadijah stepped closer to Islam and sat on a chair that had been used by Akbar who was now secretly glancing at Islam and Khadijah while smiling shyly.

Islam smiled sweet-smelling as Khadijah was seen holding the bowl while stirring the still warm white porridge.

"Are you worried?" whispered Islam while looking at Khadijah who looks still busy stirring the porridge.

There's no answer.

"If you're worried it means you already like me."

Khadijah did not answer.

"All right?"

"The worry often arises when one of the families is sick" Khadijah replied.

"But we have no family connection, but if we want to make a family," the seduction of Islam made Akbar laugh while closing his mouth.

Khadijah and Islam turned to look at Akbar who quickly stopped his laughter and went back to pretending to look for something.

"What's wrong? Just continue!" pinta Akbar who was busy closing open the closet.

Khadijah sighed and looked at Islam who was smiling. Is this guy really sick or just trying to pretend? If the face of Islam was not pale then Khadijah would believe if he was just pretending.

Khadijah lowered his head with his hands

stick the spoon filled with porridge towards Islam who looks smiling.

"Will Islam keep smiling?" khadijah asked making an Islamic smile disappear from his lips.

"Are you going to keep bowing like that?" ask Islam.

Khadijah did not answer.

"Try to look me in the eye but after that maybe you will fall in love."

"Especially not for long you will love me because I have seduced the heart of God last night" he said again.

"If Islam does not want to eat then let Khadija go," Khadijah said making Islam quickly move his hand intending to bring the spoon closer to his mouth but Khadija quickly pulled it.

"What's wrong?" ask Islam.

"Akhi Islam almost touched Khadijah's finger" Khadijah said nervously.

The look on the face of Islam immediately changed to see Khadijah's behavior so uncomfortable that even Islam could see Khadijah's forehead that looked sweaty.

"I'm sorry" said Islam.

Khadija nodded and then stuck out a spoonful of porridge again with trembling hands, even Khadija had to hold the spoon with both hands as if the spoon was difficult to lift.

Islam smiled then immediately said the basmalah and put the tip of the spoon in his mouth.

Khadijah smiled as he stirred the porridge. To be honest, this is the first time Khadijah has fed a man who is still smiling looking at him.

"You are the second woman who has fed me."

Khadijah's smile vanished from his lips, if he was the first what could be Katrin who had first fed Islam?

"Who's first?" ask Khadijah carefully.

"Umi" he replied, making Khadijah smile again.

"Are you not eating too?" islamic question made Khadijah laugh.

"What's wrong?"

"Khadijah fasts" replied Khadijah.

Islam laughed and scratched behind his non-itchy ears. Not only was he laughing but his Abi as well.