Islam Learning Fasting
81. Jealous

The sound of birds chirping sounded as if giving a song offering with melodious singing and tree branches as the stage.

Khadijah stepped in the corridor until his steps swallowed when from a distance he saw Islam who was stepping in front there without looking at him in the slightest.

What should it be now?

Khadija breathed a long breath. It felt happy to see him, a figure of Islam who always greeted him like this every morning.

Khadija kept walking with both eyes looking at Islam but this morning Islam did not look at him at all.

Khadijah stopped his steps with an unexpected look. Islam passes through it just like that every morning Islam always greet him.

Greet him or just tease him but not today.

Khadijah turned to look at Islam who never turned around and left until he was completely lost from the sight of Khadijah.

Khadijah realized, he had hurt the heart of Islam and how can someone be kind if it has been disappointed.

Khadijah again stepped away to make Islam who was hiding behind the wall peek at Khadijah's departure.

"I'm sorry, Khadijah."

...***...

Today there are many santri in the field while carrying a broom and some other cleaning tools. Today there is filial work on Sunday and soon today will go to Eid, well just count the days.

"Hust!"

"What the hell lo?" islam was upset when Sarifuddin whispered in his ear.

"That's there Khadijah and Rahman. They both collect garbage."

"Continue?"

Sarifuddin frowned confusedly. Why should I ask?

"Well, we're not jealous. Usually to us it always goes and bother it two people let alone the same old Rahman who tried to get close to Khadija," he whispered like a demon.

"That's up to him."

"Well, how is that?"

Islam silent. Sometimes he glanced at Khadijah and Rahman who were picking up garbage. Islam threw away the garbage that he had picked up with a feeling of annoyance made Sarifuddin occasionally jerked in shock because Islam hit the trash.

It should be here that the jealous Khadijah is not Islam!

"Oimura!!!" the sound of shouting was heard making everyone turn their heads including Islam who immediately looked up at Katrin who was already in front of him.

"Lo?"

"Yes, I'm coming to see you" he replied with a happy face.

"Make what?"

"Meet."

"Get-me-you?"

Katrin nodded.

"Lo go home first because I'm working again."

Katrin looked left and right at the students who were picking up the trash.

"I want to help you, too."

Both eyes of Islam rounded with Katrin's answer plus again when Katrin squatted and helped Sarifuddin pick up the trash.

Islam breathed. He glanced at Khadijah who was seen looking at him but Khadija quickly turned him to look the other way.

Islam smiled and squatted beside Katrin. It seemed like someone was secretly watching him here.

Islam was silent for a moment thinking about something. Perhaps he could test Khadija's jealousy through Katrin. Islam wants to know how Khadijah responded.

"Yes?"

"That's a veil like there's trash." Showed lying.

"Oh yeah? Where's?"

Katrin rubbed the top of her headscarf while Islam seemed to occasionally glance towards Khadijah.

"Em not that one! That side!" Show again.

"Where the hell?"

"That!"

"Is there no?"

"Not yet, it's still there."

Islam touched the head of Katrin who was now silent staring unexpectedly at what Islam did to him.

There Khadijah was quickly bowed trying not to see what Islam had done to Katrin.

I don't know why it felt like there was something strange in his heart that he didn't like if Islam did that to Katrin.

Khadija took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He can't be jealous! Can't but...

Khadijah looked back at Islam who was laughing along with Katrin there made Khadijah immediately rise and step away. He ignored the cries of Rahman who kept calling him back there.

Islam looked back at Khadijah's departure and this made Islam smile. From this it is clear that the jealous Khadijah makes the heart of Islam feel happy.

Jealousy will only come if there is already a sense of. Islam believes Khadija likes it but it is useless if Rahman has officially proposed to Khadijah and even the wedding day has been determined.

More unfortunate ustad Hasim told Islam to help him to prepare for this marriage. There is no more pain than that.

...***...

Katrin smiled as she wiped the sweat on the wet forehead of Islam with a tishu. Islam smacked his lips with an uncomfortable face.

"Rin, you don't dong!" she said, pushing Katrin's hand gently away from her forehead.

"Well why?"

"Well, everyone is here. Not good with the students."

Katrin nodded her head making it with her sad face it lowered her hand.

Islam turned to look at Khadijah who was apparently looking at him making Islam quickly grabbed Katrin's wrist.

"It's still sweat like that."

Islam moved Katrin's hand to rub her forehead. Katrin frowned in wonder, this strange Islam.

"Lap what, anyway?"

"It's sweat."

"Nothing, it's over."

"There is here," he replied insisting as he occasionally glanced at Khadijah.

Katrin who felt strange turned to look in which direction Islam always tried to steal a glance.

From here Katrin could see Khadija looking at her. Khadijah stepped away to make Islam quickly take off his wrist.

Katrin immediately sculpted. He stared at Islam, which seemed to be staring at Khadija's departure endlessly.

Islam looked at Katrin who was looking at him.

"Lo why?"

Katrin smiled and shook her head.