Make Me Your Makmum
19

"clara, you're fine, baby" said my brother as he approached Clara and immediately embraced as if he had been separated for years,

"he's, all right,"

"clara you want to go to the mosque, yes"he said

"yes, this is about to go," replied clara as she took off her big brother's embrace

"yes it's there to go, be careful, say the same umi not to the mosque now," said the brother who had shed his tears because moved by the attitude of his son who according to abah was better,

"yes it's clara's gone,assalamualaikum"

"yes,waalaikumsalam"

in the mosque all seemed so soothing to clara, why, but clara seemed to find a calm that she had never felt even though often the way out, but clara seemed to find a calmness that had never felt,

after the Isya prayer, everyone flocked to go home, not except for farel and clara, but when clara would leave the mosque, he said,he saw the farle that had moved out of place but left the cell phone still lying in place,

clara who saw him immediately picked up and followed the farel, but the farel had climbed his motorbike and passed away from the mosque, Clara continued to chase and scream calling but the farl never stopped, until finally Clara arrived at the gate of his house and he decided to drive with his motorbike,

clara immediately picked up and turned on her motor and then darted into the farle house,

arriving at the farel house, again clara was presented with a view as she had seen the first time to the farle house, but now farel realized the arrival of clara because clara stopped in front of the gate,clara who was still in the place looked at the woman and then looked at herself who had removed the hijab when riding the motorcycle earlier,

"assalamualaikum" he said as he approached Clara,

"eh,waalaikumsalam" replied clara shocked

"it just wants to return your phone was left behind in the mosque" said clara while thrusting the phone at the owner,

"yes if that's what I'm sorry, assalamualaikum"pamit clara and immediately ride the bike and leave the farel that is still in place,

"waalaikumsalam" replied farel after clara had put her motorcycle on the road,

"who sir" said Syifa, someone who often comes to deliver food to the farel, neighbors and students of the farrel in his campus,

"it was temen, oh yes, other times do not bother to bother always nganterin food like this, especially at night kayak gini, not good with neighbors, said farel but his view still continues to the highway

"it's okay sir, it's not a hassle, I'm sorry if it's too late at night come to my father's house, that's because last afternoon my father was not home, so I anter now the food,"say polite syifa, though,

"if it is finished, it is better to go home immediately, it is not good for women at night outside, not the intention of expelling but before the slander you should go home quickly," said farel without regard to syifa,

"yes well sir then I'll excuse you, Assalamualaikum"

"waalaikumsalam"

syifa left the farle which was still in front of the gate,

farel went into the house and went to his room to sleep, but his eyes refused to sleep, because he kept thinking of Clara who left and he did not say thank you first,

"what is with me, why do I keep thinking about him, but tomorrow can still say thank you" said farl to himself, keep closing his eyes until finally closed too.