Love Sholeha
Dimple

Irma's room was still filled with the happy aura of the two, by hearing Irma who continued to tease her Sholeha so powerless to hold back laughter. After a little taste in Irma's heart. Now back again to the topic of the discussion of falling in love with Sholeha who since then Irma continues to tease him.

" Ir, dong. I'm still confused too." he replied so heartily.

" I know you have started to be exposed, the evidence has appeared a little spots of shame, and it seems your heart began to claustrophobic well, filled with charm mas Sholeh" Irma laughter increasingly become.

Sholeha also laughed, "What try, the virus huh?" said sebal.

" Virus, indeed Sholeha virus - ,

" Enough Irma "trim Sholeha fast, she even went forward smothering Irma's mouth which continued to tease her.

Then the two giggled in amusement themselves, both of them silent to each other for a moment. When their eyes met each other, as if realizing one thing that yesterday had been distant and almost lost.

" I grin us like this again Ir, from yesterday I was confused and sad myself . I miss you" he said, holding back tears that almost fell again.

Irma nodded, "I am also very longed and grateful to be able to get along with you again" she also tried to hide her tears.

Sholeha breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes circling the entire corner of her best friend's room, and she stopped at the old frame that held her portrait with Irma when she was still in elementary school. Sholeha smiled reminiscing about all the happy memories of that time.

" Seriously Ir, are you mad at him?" point it at the picture frame.

" He he he, sometimes. After the sprain really, what else is the jealousy where you are cute" Irma replied with a face that was deliberately bent the sign of the seriousness of her speech.

" Hi hi hi, sorry. I think it's his face "Sholeha welcomes.

" Em, okay. I may be high-hearted and ask that we forget all this, even though it would be impolite for me to say it, but I'm your only friend so you have no chance of hating me anymore. And I promise I won't let you down again in the future."

" I won't be able to hate you either Ir, you've already badly thought of me. And I also promise to try to be more sensitive and understanding with you again, and I will always support you no matter what your choice is in the future"

They no longer denied or added to each other, both nodded and smiled.

At a young age it is not easy to forgive each other like this, maybe this is the toughest point they have managed to go through. Hopefully until later there will be no small things that make the two misunderstand.

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" Don't forget to take your medicine, Ir, you can tell me that you've been sick all this time" said Sholeha when she wanted to go home.

" The new doctor said this symptom, you can see I've started to improve" replied Irma to calm Sholeha.

" Although it's a symptom but it's Ir's typhus, not a symptom of falling in love. Still a danger" Sholeha nagged.

Irma only laughed lightly, ignoring Sholeha's face that had turned into a rombeng nyai, her old nickname for Sholeha when angry.

"Yes, yeah. Tomorrow I'll heal, wong wants to be Rahma Nia Sholeha's fence." she smiled.

" It's still a long time. Yes I went home yes "broke it later.

If continued Sholeha can forget if there is an appointment with his mother, too cool to talk with Irma is indeed not the slightest can kill time and endless. After saying his greetings and waving many times his hand finally Sholeha came home.

With these improved feelings, Sholeha was grateful to be able to go through all her problems well without being hostile, her soft heart was truly meritorious in this life.

Full of smiles, Sholeha traced her way to her house that felt so short. Even her pet cat was seen welcoming her in front of the open door.

Sholeha directly broke into the dining table, there was her mother who was sitting down. " Assalamualaikum, buk" said Sholeha when she arrived in front of her mother.

" Waalaikumsalam, " turns out to be his mother

sitting alone.

" Where are you, ma'am?" Sholeha slightly looked at the middle space which was also empty.

" So he went to the kebon, but this hour has not come home. "

Sholeha nodded, then took off her veil preparing to take ablution. Dzuhur almost passed, Sholeha could not delay his prayer again.

After the prayer, Sholeha continued her dhikr and short prayer, when at the end of her prayer she fell a little silent to tears. He was moved again when he remembered that there was nothing that so stuck his heart. All the thoughts of happiness again filled his mind, hopefully all this happiness will never pass.

Aami...

At the end of his prayer he said, Sholeha moved from her alphabet. In front of the mirror of his room Sholeha stared at the reflection of his face that was still the same, only now a little more happy smile that was honestly seethed there. He knew all things would surely meet an end and completion, although having to sacrifice a little and cover up his pain Sholeha remained on the path of his personality trying to get better.

Whoever does not get sick when wounded, any ant will cry for his fate, at least Sholeha must be able to sacrifice once again to save this friendship. Do not compare all the mistakes that are so hearty, his open attitude this time is far more valuable than forgetting each other with a pile of deep wounds.

Sholeha shook her head, imagining how sad it would be to lose Irma as her best friend. Finding friends anywhere is easy to find, but will not be able to forget one friend who accompanied him since he himself could not know him. Sholeha looked back at her face carefully, in case there was any regret or happiness on her own.

" I know you are still sick, we treat slowly, heart, spirit" he said to the increasingly radiant shadow of his face.

Although a little, there is still pain left in the base of his heart, but whatever happiness there must be a wound before actually achieving true happiness. The face she was still wearing added to the impression of peace and sweetness at the same time.

" Ah Sholeha Nia Rahma, you will also get married soon, glad" he said again, while jumping into the middle of the mattress, he lay on his stomach drowning his entire face in shame.

Both of his legs were swinging in rhythm with a heartbeat that was getting less and less because of his voice. He had never been this happy, but from yesterday he had also realized about himself who was about to get married, oh maybe also the pleasure of this is also because after meeting with Irma today.

" Oh, well, why am I?" he woke up trying to muffle his increasingly sweet laughter.

He moved, taking off his face. The day that had started this afternoon was a little dim, this time not because his heart was moody but it was indeed rain that would soon fall. Sholeha tidied a bit of her hair, she did not intend to wrap it again with a veil, maybe soon she had ventured in her dreamland.

" There is still time, Sholeha can sleep first if tired!" replied the mother gently.

" It's sleepy, Sholeha is ready" he got off his bed.

" Nduk, how's Irma. Why don't you ever play here again?" ask Fatma while looking at Sholeha polishing her lips slightly in front of the mirror.

Sholeha turned to look at her mother, then sat down next to her mother. " He was sick, said the doctor of typhoid symptoms" he replied sadly.

" Have he treated, since when ?" mom Fatma is getting curious.

" It's Mom. He said since the holidays, Sholeha just doesn't know ma'am. Sholeha had actually been there to tell her the date of the wedding, and it turned out that she was sick. His face is so thin, his body is so thin now."

" Why can you, you just found out?" to his surprise, Fatma slightly urged Sholeha.

Sholeha was silent, it was impossible if she told him about the problem she had been facing all this time, then she nodded. " Sholeha who did not have time to speak, Mom also knew Sholeha was busy" he said defending himself.

He heard his mother take a breath, then looked at his daughter's face very firmly. " You are well Nduk, mostly daydreaming and thinking to yourself, can be friends themselves not in the news if you want to marry. It's worth not paying attention to how he didn't come when you proposed, and yesterday I thought he would come. "had to Sholeha.

Sholeha just displayed a row of her teeth and laughed a little. He could have guessed this must have happened, since he was friends with Irma, his mother preferred to scold him and always justify what Irma said, even though it was only in the context of joking. " I'm sorry, ma'am" he said half in a whisper.

" Next time don't reload Nduk, it's not good. As much as possible ask the news so that your friend feels your concern, do not behave like this what else you are getting happiness like this, be patient, do not be arrogant!" admonish Fatma to her daughter.

Sholeha lowered her head, trying to hold back her lips from telling the truth.

" Em Yes Buk. Yesterday Sholeha forgot "original answer.

" Yes, I've kept the hood on, I'm waiting outside!"

Ms. Fatma came out of the room, Sholeha breathed a sigh of relief. Since then he has been very careful not to over-react, because everything in his nature with Irma and Arman no one knows other than them. Sholeha also does not intend to tell this, fearing that there is a side that is considered bad or suddenly hated because it is considered bad. He agreed to keep everything in the past. After all, Arman's betrayal of him was also not happy Irma or Arman himself, whether what really happened between them.

" Buk, come on!" Sholeha was ready to take her mother to school.

Ms. Fatma stood up from her seat, "Oh yes Nduk, you can teach ustadz ah Aisyah from tomorrow. He has left two hours every day for you, mother has discussed with him"

Sholeha smiled, "Mom found ustadzah, when?"

Both of them walked out ready to leave.

" When you left earlier, I asked you to take me for a while, I think it's more polite to come there intentionally, rather than all with the kayak gini study, afraid of disturbing nduk" he said while preparing to ride the bike.

" God willing tomorrow Leha went there "then they did not hear any more talking to each other, Sholeha began to ride the bike.

This routine has long been done bu Fatma and others. The mothers gathered at the Aisyah ustazah assembly every Friday afternoon around three to the end. Ustadzah Aisyah has a routine assembly of children, mothers and especially brides-to-be like Sholeha although not much.

Mentari who is still very excited to shine on this earth, even though the day begins in the afternoon. The heat and heat that converge makes everyone continue to complain amid his compulsion in the move. Including Sholeha who slightly increased the speed of the motor than usual, hoping soon to the destination and immediately shaded comfortably. The world is potentially melting like it.

" Soleha will pick you up Mom!" said Sholeha when he reached the yard of a house adjacent to a small mushola.

" Yes, "mother Fatma pulled her hand, after shaking hands with Sholeha.

It is seen that some mothers also began to arrive, on average they were also delivered by their children or husbands. Sholeha turned around to go home, but someone called out to her.

" Soleha, "Soleha is looking for where her familiar voice came from.

" Any Sholeh ?" he replied when he saw his figure had just arrived with Bu Nur. Sholeha got off her bike, shaking hands with Nur's mom.

" Have your mother arrived, Nduk?"

" Yet ma'am, "he answered politely.

Bu Nur continued his steps, he was a little rushed because it seemed the assembly was immediately started. Stay the man who is still loyal to pay attention to Sholeha since, he looks like he wants to say something.

" Why ?" ask Sholeha.

Sholeh seemed to shake his head, and smiled slightly. He got off the bike and approached Sholeha.

" How come you're here?" Sholeha muttered to herself.

Sholeh stopped about three steps closer, out of nowhere now Sholeha was seen observing with the man's jelly in front of her. It looks so relaxed but feels dominant, it turns out to look twice as sweet when smiling like this. With the dimple in the cheek so faint, his aura and charms rose so quickly that his eyes and heart. The sudden rush of the afternoon breeze was cool, making him drown in the face of Sholeh that he could not touch.

" She, ?"

Sholeha stammered at Sholeh's voice which was heard repeatedly, Astagfirullahaladzim, as she called out in her heart, as her head shook several times.

" Yes, what is Mas?" the answer is shame, and wrong.

The one asked smiled again without answering his question, even to the sound of a small laugh in Sholeha's ear.

Sholeha gets nervous, does she look too funny or look so silly? Sholeha was confused by herself.

" Mad, what's wrong?" I was worried that he asked back.

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