
Khadijah was silent looking at her body that had been wrapped in a white wedding dress in the mirror reflection. Today he was trying on a newly delivered bridal outfit by a sewing lady who lived outside the cottage, not too far from the boarding house.
"Well, it's so pretty," praised the woman.
"Thank you, ukhti."
"really. Looks very fitting."
The two turned their heads as Islam entered the room while carrying some of the bridal room decorations. Now the wedding day is two days away and there's not much time for that.
In front of the ustad Hasim residence and the cottage field there are already bridal decorations. The santri and santriwati have also been repatriated to their respective homes because they have approached the time of Lebaran.
"Islam!" call the tailor woman make Islam turn to look at Khadijah who looks graceful wearing bridal clothes.
"Does Khadija look pretty?"
Islam was silent for a few seconds. Islam stared from the tip of the foot to the tip of Khadijah's head until the gaze of Islam came to a halt as Khadijah turned his back on him.
"Beautiful, right?"
"Well, beautiful" replied Islam with a sad face.
He paused for a moment and smiled at the woman until he decided to turn and finally walked away from the room.
Islam leaned his body against the wall after making it out of the room. What's with the feeling, why is it so painful like this?
This feeling should have vanished! He's been trying to get rid of this taste but why it feels so hard.
"Islam!"
The sound of the shout was heard making Islam turn to look at the bride decorating the bride who was putting up the cloth.
"Please help me!"
Islam nodded while trying to smile until he finally ran and helped the woman.
"Please put this on, dad!" the door while giving the flowers a variety of colors.
"This is how it looks!"
"As far as you are!"
Islam nodded then put the flowers on the cloth that had been held on the wall.
"Islam! please take this rice!"
"Ready, baby!!!"
The sound of shouting could be heard making Islam quickly run and helping Grandma Sia to lift a large sack into the kitchen.
"Islam! This is the tube to be installed!"
The sound of screaming was heard making Islam again ran to Umma Nur and helped to install gas cylinders for cooking.
"Islam, has the lamp in front?" asked Abah Habib who had just entered the kitchen.
"Yes, it's Abah" he answered while installing a gas cylinder.
"Islam!"
The voice of the shout was heard again calling the name of Islam made Islam quickly approach.
"Bring this forward!" her door.
Islam just smiled sweetly and then stepped away while carrying a few chairs forward through Khadijah who continued to look at Islam.
Since then Islam has never stopped helping people here even since then he has unceasingly heard the name of Islam that is called continuously.
Khadijah stepped out and made his cheek covered with a veil on the surface of the pillar of the house while looking at Islam who was busy decorating flowers on the wall.
"Islam!" greet Katrin who immediately jumped in front of Islam with a sweet smile.
Islam looked back and smiled at Katrin.
"Why do you?"
"This ornamental one."
"Well, can I help you?"
Islam looked back from the tip of the foot to the tip of Katrin's hijab.
"Who can you?"
"Well, get me, yeah."
Katrin supports the waist.
"Let me see how!"
Katrin encouraged Islam slowly and grabbed a few flower stalks from the hands of Islam.
"Now look at me!"
"Em, try mana!"
Katrin smiled then changed the flower decorations that Islam had made only mangut-mangut Islam while staring at what Katrin did.
Khadijah stepped aside, hiding a bit of his body to the stake so that he would not be seen by Islam and Katrin.
"Catrin!" call on Islam who touches Katrin's shoulder who turns her head straight away.
Katrin laughed as she stared at Islam who slipped a flower over her ear and smiled seductively like a woman.
"What the hell, anyway?"
Katrin laughed and then hit the arm of Islam who looked still smiling.
"But I'm pretty, right?"
"Hahaha, no!"
"Pretty me."
"No! Lo kayak bencong!"
Katrin laughed again and hit Islam who now tucked a flower over the ear of Katrin who was immediately silent with it.
Katrin stared into both eyes of Islam that looked so beautiful.
"Well, if it's like grandma's dropping by."
"That's bummer!!!" yelled Katrin who intended to hit Islam but Islam instead ran make Katrin chase.
Katrin laughed as Islam ran around the stairs where a woman was decorating the ceiling with flowers.
The running Islam stopped his running as he stood in front of Khadijah who was here and now he was staring at him.
"Can!!!" yelled Katrin who immediately embraced the arms of the Islamic hand.
Katrin cringes in wonder. I don't know why the face of Islam became so serious. Katrin turned to look at Khadija who was now silent and not intermittent for a long time Khadija turned and stepped away.
Islam sighed heavily and then turned and walked away leaving Katrin who was now silent.
What's up with them?