MUJAHADAH MY LOVE
#.Episode 12's. The Forger!

* Fathin

He was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief after several times turning towards the Indonesian prodi line. The maniknya now managed to find Mitha's figure. He really could not imagine, if his best friend was trapped in the prank game of the seniors loose at gate three earlier. Ah, given the incident earlier, accidentally his memory again presents a series of embarrassing scenes before. Especially on the part of a close hug that is so intimate and disturbing.

"God....! Stupid, stupid! Why, I can't have the guts to face people like that?" He smacked his own head for his stupidity. The feelings of shame and helplessness really dominate him now.

"Why am I too afraid that the bike is a bit fast? Aaaa, I'm ashamed, I swear!" His screech in heart cursed his weakness.

"Oh my God, please don't find me again with that person. I will not be able to show my face in front of him!" Hopefully neutralizing the inner mosquito that had broken his concentration. Even when Fahry was the speaker earlier, all the mosquitoes were practically making his brain blank with the contents of the material.

Isoma's time has come. He walked towards Mitha who was talking to a maaba, his pro-partner, suddenly he heard his name called by a senior girl, through a loudspeaker.

"Fathin Althaf annisa, majoring in English!"

"Please ahead for a moment!" A voice belonging to the women's committee called her name, making her squeak in the school. But, he ventured to walk quickly towards the intended voice.

"Follow me!" Without ba bi bu he was obediently following the agile steps of the committee of the girl towards a multi-storey building written Lab. MIPAS. His mind raged on guessing what he had done wrong until He got a special call this time.

When he arrived at the entrance, his heart instantly slipped as his eyes caught the sudden figure making him fixate there. The figure that He wished so much not to see him again.Yes, the Forced was standing there with some of his colleagues was laughing loosely.

He almost turned his body about to return when suddenly the committee girl called out, saying,

"Yusuf, the order has come!" Suddenly, cold sweat poured out. Imagine what a shameful thing he would do in a moment.

The forger immediately turned around and walked towards him. His terrified heartbeat seemed to be in rhythm with the footsteps in front of him that were getting closer.

"Thanks, Vit!" Say the Forced with his mainstay expression.

"Don't mention it!"

"Sister stay, dad! chill out! This one brother is good, how am I a pretty girl!" He was increasingly excited when the senior girl named Vita spoke while smiling at him and turned to leave him, who was now filled with dilemmas, lowered his head.

"Well eat?" He slightly jumped to hear the heavy voice asking towards him. But as soon as possible he tried to gather his courage, and then said slowly,

"Yet, and I also pray blum, Brother!"

He deliberately added the word had not prayed hoping to be allowed to leave. But hope remains hope. The forceman grabbed his hand and took him into the room. And, for the umpteenth time his hair bristled in horror without being able to refute. For a moment he glanced at the seniors sitting in discussion on some chairs and tables in the other corner of the room.

"Sit down!"

"Said Mr. Ustad, if again laper, eat first new prayer. Oh, you eat first! This morning you only ate a piece of bread!" His eyes immediately turned towards the paperbag that was thrust at him. He seemed hesitant and chose to dare to look at the flat face in front of him who was staring at him as well. He quickly lowered his gaze again, trying to find the right reason so that He could get away from there.

"M_sorry, sister, but I can't eat alone if my best friend Mitha blum eats!" He finally found the right reason at once honest.

"But I want to see you eat here and I don't like rejection. Come on, let's eat now! that Abis you can go!" Again the intimidating order made him unable to wince. He was forced to sit down and take out the contents of the paperbag and prepare for him and the forger.

"Here, brother, the food!" He said nervously along with his tapering hand movements opened the stereofoam cover that became the food container.

"Actually I'm not a laper, but if you need a friend to eat, then I'm with you!"

"Good God, who needs a friend to eat? this is a two-serving meal. Who else would it be for if not for him? Ihh, I want to be cursed to be a stone alum times yah nih people!" His eyes were thickened as his hands began to feed food into his mouth.

He eats as fast as lightning as a hungry man. In fact, he just wanted to get out of that place quickly. So that he could avoid the sharp gaze raining from the handsome face with long hair in front of him now.

"If you're still a lager, I'll have the kids buy some more!" The sound again surprised him.

"Ng_no. Don't. don't.. I am full, really!" Pekiknya Unknowingly accompanied by a funny grin.

"Ehemm, t_so I ate it in a hurry because I blum pray, Brother. Afraid to hunt Isoma is done. I. Can Pray now, right?please..!!" He cupped his hands together in front of his chest, begging to be allowed to leave. But, again the face in front of him was only attaching a mysterious smile, while leaning back casually on the chair he was sitting on.

"I like to see the expression of hope. Alright, since you want to pray, this time you are safe!" Sahut Si handsome then by pretending to hold the tip of his nose.

"False, Brother. L am.. I went to mushola first. Excuse me!" But not to mention He stood up, a heavy voice in front of him again replied with a firm mimic still with a slightly sharp gaze raining down.

"Wait a minute, girl. It's not free. Ntar malem you must accompany me to dinner. And this is mandatory law. I never accept rejection!"

He gasped. Suddenly his face lifted, staring in disbelief at what he was hearing. The face in front of him really did not give him the slightest gap to just interrupt, let alone refuse. And, the bewitched tub He immediately did not have the power and effort to say can not or at least shook his head.

"There he wanted to pray. You see, I can't save you again if you're punished!" Without wanting to buy time He again said "excuse me" then hurriedly He stood up and ran out without looking back.

As fast as lightning He went to the toilet behind the mushala and ablution. After that he walked towards the mosque which was still filled with maba and Senior who wanted to perform prayers like him. In an instant he was already standing together with the row of shafs at the back as makmum masbuk. It was already two rakaat late.

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*Mitha

After praying dzuhur in the campus mosque, he returned to look for Fathin after previously hearing a special call for his best friend. He began to guess what mistake Fathin had made until he had to be called through a loudspeaker.

"Fathin why, yeah? Is there a connection to Fahry?"

"Btw, just now why did Fahry like not focus so well bring the material?" He was still monologuing unguided as his tail caught the shadow of Fathin coming out of the mushola. Makes him breathe a sigh of relief. He walked straight to his best friend.

"Fhat, God, I've been nyariin you since. I'm really worried about you because I heard you being called through that loudspeaker? What's up Fhat?" It was as they took off each other's hugs.

"Huuuffff, It's a terrible day!" Fathin replied while exhaling his coarse breath.

He frowned as an expression of a sign of not understanding.hope more explanation. But, the depression that is afflicting his best friend, it does not seem to make room for Fathin to share his story with him. He also let his best friend calm the heart even though the taste of Kepo was so tangled with him.

When the clock came home, he again searched for the whereabouts of Fathin. He walked towards the crowd of English prodi maba. But he had searched every corner of the mob but, the figure he was looking for had no sign of being there.

"Where is fathin? gone mulu all day!" He walked to and fro while spreading his gaze back in all directions.his lips were incessantly committed kamit monologue looking for the whereabouts of his best friend.

After almost half an hour he went around down each corridor of the buildings there finally He decided to go back to the boarding house hoping Fathin had arrived before him.

When he was about to exit the gate of FKIP he saw dou his best friend Akram and Azhar there. He also ran towards the two. He frowned to find the two without Fathin there.

"Ck, how ama we anyway, you should know where Fathin is!" Azhar frowned at him.

"This is why I'm asking you two. I've already taken half an hour around Fathin's nose inside, and, the result is nil!" He began to worry.

"You two are no longer making surprises, are you?" I am still trying to speculate.

"Jeez Akram, why try I'm wasting time making ginian. I've been cape all day following ospek who drain the same energy brain. I'm really worried. You know for yourself Fathin the person can at least refuse the request of others. I'm afraid Fathin is being bullied for not benefiting from Zar's men's committee, Ram..!" He was a little out of control when he said this to his two best friends. Making the look of the two instantly changed along with worry.

"Are you sure you've checked all the rooms inside Mhit?" Azhar who instantly turned panicked tried to convince her heart.

"Udah, Zar! Nonexistent. I tried calling her phone but it wasn't active!"

"We're going home now! Who knows Fathin has someone coming back to the boarding house!" Akram tried to provide an alternative to calm him down.

"Yes, come on!" saith.

The three went home to the boarding room with a raging feeling.

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* Yusuf

He did not stop condemning all the extreme things that He did all day. The girl's tight hug and intimate position that almost made her forget herself, this morning, really left her own sensation in the bottom there. Turned his thinking skills into stags. His logic resigned in an instant like bewitched.

It's like he doesn't even know himself. He's never felt this stupid before. Living all day on campus to just look around the situation is not him. Even he was willing to stay on campus, precisely at the Faculty of FKIP to wait for the girl with sad eyes.

Some of the parties involved, who took part in the transformation so massive this time, even doubted it.

Like his cousin Fadhil, the Owner of The Royals Coffe. Who wholeheartedly took the time to come to campus, brought the food order He intended for the unique girl.

"Ck, Severe you, man! I'm sure, Lu would be worse than a cave, would-be bucin acute chronic bin!" The absurd remarks made by Fadhil even made him sad because he felt soon his fate would follow his cousin. Wearing it!

Also Vita, one of the committee of women who he ordered to call Fathin through the loudspeaker, even endlessly convinced himself of his actions that felt a little frontal.

This time, the position of Fathin who was in the ospek period, which required the girl to submit and sami'na wa atho'na over each of his orders really became an oasis for him. He went on to give an absurd order to the girl. Forcing him to eat in front of him, asking to accompany him to dinner tonight, and at this time, again he forced the girl on a motorcycle with him in the mode of going to drive him home. Although, the girl had put forward 1001 kinds of reasons for her refusal, but she had 1002 kinds of solutions for her coercion.

Be now He runs his bike out of the campus area with grunts-studded resignation from the girl. But he did not direct his vehicle to the boarding room as the passenger called it.

With a relaxed and sinless expression, He even went to one of the hangouts that were on the seafront in KeBi numbers aka Kendari Beach.

He heard the girl behind him protest. But, again, he acted indifferently. He parked his motorbike in the yard where the hangout was. Then without feeling uncomfortable even though the girl refused, he took the hand of the girl who was softly sweet walking towards a table that was closest to the sea. He wants to enjoy the sunset while refreshing his feelings with a treat of cold drinks in that place.

A couple of eyes were watching the two of them. If the tidk jelly looks at the expression of the woman, at a glance both like a love partner who is being hit by the fire of romance. Because he so pe_de his sat the girl in one of the chairs that he had pulled a little to make room for her to sit comfortably.

When He sat in front of the girl for a while He held back laughter because he only realized that Fathin was still wearing an ospek uniform plus knick-knacks that made the beautiful face look funny in his eyes. Black-and-white suit, red baking sheet that became a hat on the head, as well as a bag of matching colors, the fix became a sight that invited the attention of the people there.

ppff...

"Please order everyone to squirm in here!" He muttered while looking at the beautiful face in front of him that looked tense and exhausted.

Without cueing, he thrusts his body forward so that they are closer. His hand was raised and gave the order for the Girl to bow in order to make it easier for her to open the baking sheet hat from above Fathin's head and his crackle bag. But the girl hurriedly regained her senses and quickly opened up all the trinkets she was wearing.

"M_sorry, Brother. I can do it myself!" The girl really made boundaries with him. Seen from the rejection of each request. But, again he with a distinctive style flagship, Firm impressed imposing will, able to knock down each wall of the barrier.

"I don't like rejection. And you should start getting used to this!" He said with a bead that was still locking the salting movement before him, instantly becoming a sight that invited tickle in his heart.

"Crazy, what the fuck!"His mind cursed the strange taste that began to run through him every time the sad eyes sat with him.

"What do you want to drink? You've been cape all day with all your agenda. Segerin used to wear cold!" He then broke the silence of the two.

"Noggle. Sa_i've been here before. The one who chooses!" The girl spoke as she spread her gaze across the place. A place with an outdoor concept, facing directly towards the offshore.

Blowing breeze from the direction of the sea makes both of them feel cool. He also ordered two young coconuts. He deliberately chose coconut water because according to him, the girl needed recovery after her energy was seized all day. As a prospective doctor, he certainly understands a lot of literacy about the benefits of coconut water. This fruit water is very rich in electrolytes and antioxidants also have potassium content. Potassium is an important electrolyte substance lost in sweat, this substance helps the body store carbohydrates for energy.

Contains five times more potassium than sports drinks in general, making coconut water an excellent natural isotonic drink.

For his snack choices, he chose egg sandwich plus cheese.one of the energy-boosting foods after a day of activity. He does not want to feed with heavy food because, there is still a dinner tonight.

"You ate this first trus drink his dark water, so you can recover, your energy is much seized by all ospek agendas today!" He said shortly after the waiter came to bring their order.

He tried to smile reassuringly to the girl and for the first time the girl smiled at him though faintly.

"Damn it!"

"Samar gitu ajha has made a gini confusion, how sweet?" His mind ceaselessly cursed his labile brain that was about to crumble. He was, after all, one of the rows of cogans who never escaped the damned temptations of women.

Again He mustered the remnants of the defensive ammunition He had so that the focus in front of him now remains comfortable so that his efforts will not be in vain.

They began to enjoy the dish in front of the two. Sometimes he provoked the girl to make a sound by throwing some pleasantry questions or jokes just to invite the smile of the sad eyes. And, successfully. several times the net caught a smile kill it on the pink lips of the girl. The true definition of effort never betrays results.

In his heart he laughed at himself. Absolutely irrefutable trace distortion. But again the logic is defeated by the charm of the sad eye washed away it. True said pujangga,

"Love can change everything."

Until he came back from dropping off the girl, the corner of his lips was unceasingly interested in imagining a smile as sweet as honey that had caught his cellphone camera.

"Bus!!"

TBC........>>