MUJAHADAH MY LOVE
#.Episode 5's. The First Touch's

*fatin

As usual after the dawn prayer, he will start the day by reading the Qur'an, Surah Yasin until it is finished. With the intention that all his affairs be facilitated by Allah SWT. This has been a daily practice that he has been doing for the past few years.

It started when he visited Grandma's house to meet her aunt who was on a family vacation in the village.

He found Aunt sitting in a circle with her little family in the middle room of Grandma's house. Listening to Rishad's uncle, Bibi's husband, who was reading the holy verses of the Quran and the Hadiths of the Prophet SAW, from the book entitled Fadhilah Amal. According to him, a kind of training that he usually follows in school. But different versions.

Seeing her coming, Aunt gave the code telling her to sit down. In the umpteenth minute, he began to get carried away by the atmosphere to hear Om Risyad reciting the story of the sacrifice of Kahadijah R.ha's mother while accompanying the struggle of His Majesty the Prophet SAW in the early days of His preaching.

One of the things that he felt interesting and attached to his memory at that time was about the fadhilah reading Surah Yasin which read, saying,

"Whoever reads the letter from the morning, then the work of the day is facilitated with success, and if reading it at the end of one day then the task until the next morning will be facilitated as well.” (Sunaan daarimi juz 2 pages 549).

Since then, he began to make the surah as a routine reading every ba'da shabuh and before going to bed if he could, until now.

"Shadaqallaahul 'Adziim!" He ended his reading. Closing the Qur'an and kissing it full of reverence .

"Fathin, today's the SPMB test schedule, yeah?" Ayra asked while making the bed.

"So, I'm praying, yeah!" his prayer then went to put the Qur'an and prayer equipment in his closet box.

"Dad, God willing you passed! NEM you're tall and big brother is sure you can settle things well!" aira was full of optimism.

"Aamijin! thank you for your prayers!" said sincerely. A smile was on her beautiful face.

"Daddy, you're welcome, baby! Yes, you're ready, gih! let's not be late for the school!" sahut Aira soft. Makes it seem to get an additional injection of new spirit.

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She was tidying her headscarf in front of the mirror. I saw her pretty face there. He smiled sweetly at the sight of the crybaby Zahra there looking at him funny.

"Honey princess! well, the Prince of horse riding has come!" Zahra said teasing him.

"Hehehe, can you! Yes, brother, it's coming out, really!" Say it while tidying up the contents of the bag .

After saying goodbye to all the residents of the house, he hurried out to meet Azhar who faithfully waited for him on his big motorbike. This time he survived again because Mother Masyitah was out of town. So, the crazy action of following the selection test is still safe.

Azhar immediately put a helmet on her head. At first glance they were like lovers with such a scene. But no, to the four of them, such treatment was common.

"Let's Go!"

He held on to Azhar's shoulder to make it easier to ride on the big bike.

There was still forty-five minutes before his exam schedule. Azhar drove her motorbike at moderate speed in the city street crowd. While stopping at the red light right in front of the MTQ Square, Azhar suddenly recalled something.

"Fhat, we've got a good boarding place for you as Mitha. It was specifically for the princess.he place in the hallway Kambu, deket mosque. Not far from the campus!"

"Our ultimate test is going with everyone!" Azhar slightly turned back so that her voice could be heard by him.

"Oh yeah? Thank's, yeah, Zar! You guys are the best friends!" He did the same thing, bringing his face closer.

"Buck!" yell Azhar tease.

"Yes, really, you're the best!" He chuckled with a small pat on his best friend's shoulder. Azhar.

They arrived at the campus a few minutes before the exam began. Already many CaMaBa tiled filled every corner of the campus. The faces were the same, happy mixed in worry. Happy to finally be on this dream campus. Worried to imagine how his exam model would be in a moment.

"We're here to wait for Akram ama mitha!" azhar said after parking the bike.

He saw Azhar reach into his pocket, pulled out a cell phone to call Akram, but suddenly he heard Mitha's voice calling.

"Just got a phone call, the guy's a nongol!" he hugged his best friend Mitha.

After high five and just pleasantries, they rushed to their respective rooms.

"Not needed to be delivered?" tawar Akram.

"Huh, what the fuck, anyway! Uh, we're going to college, guys! The rules of the game should be more flexible. We don't want to be, so true singles !" disarm Mitha her lips.

"You're the only one who's going to be at home. Fathin looks like there's a bullet!" reply Akram do not want to lose.

"Eh, I mean?" He nodded towards Akram. A moment later glanced at Azhar who was still with her flat face, signifying her disrespect.

"You are looking for Bang Fahry, the last day of action in Bombana! I think the brother likes it there, Neng!" Akram attaches his annoying smile.

Just now Mitha was about to chimed in but Azhar interrupted first,

"Udah, Cut, cut! We'll call later! We'll gather at the parking lot!"

Before they parted, they still had time to hear Mitha speak dissatisfied,

"Eh, you still owe me an explanation of this!"

"Basic miss Keppo!" All three chuckled.

"Belgium!" Mitha.

Along the corridor of every building he passed, all were filled with selection test participants. He as much as possible calmed his heart that had been wondering about the model of the test.

As he stepped, his mind was busy muttering as Do'a,

"May Allah be pleased to make things easier! Aamiin!"

He has high hopes in this. He wants to graduate. Then, college without burdening Father and Mother, and later can boast both with their best achievements.

"May Father and Mother allow if I pass the test later, O God! Soften the hearts of both to meridhoi this Robb! Aamiin!"

He was so absorbed in walking with his thoughts and prayers, suddenly,

Buuggh....

Yes, aampuunn! He hit someone...

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* Fahry

Today there is actually no meaningful activity for him on campus. But he decided to stay on campus considering this is the first day of the SPMB test which will be followed by tens of thousands of prospective new students. Fight for academic seats on the green campus.

Today must be the most exciting moment for all those who are there. Yah! He knows what it feels like. He was in that position three years ago.

He is getting excited about entering campus today. Hoping to meet Fathin, the successful yellow dress girl made him curious after the last two years vacum from the world of romance.

He was walking in the corridor of the IPA building towards the hall building FKIP, suddenly his phone vibrated sign there was an incoming call. He looked down into his pocket trying to pick up his phone and,

Buggh....

Someone hit him.

"Oh God! Shhshshhhhh!" He hisses stuck.

"Sorry, sorry, Brother! I was not intentionally! I'm in a hurry!" Said a girl while looking down on her cellphone that fell due to a collision just now.

He does not reply. Choosing to let the girl with a slightly sharp gaze.

"This, Brother! Sorry!"

The two views instantly collide.

"You!"

"Eh, Brother!"

Suddenly his tongue was. Even the word stock of the bases suddenly disappeared. His heart immediately warmed to find the reality, it turned out that the girl who hit him just now was the yellow dress girl whom he really hoped to meet.

Yes, Fathin, the girl with her own eyes but blasphemous eyes was looking at him. Increasing the rhythm of his behavior. He began to weaken his eyes.

"It's so pretty!" Mumbled later.

"Ehhmm, excuse me, here's the phone, Bang! Sorry to skate again, I didn't mean it!" Said Fathin while thrusting his cell phone.

"Eh, oh, yes, It's Ok! Gracias! Uhhmm, btw, did you get the room?" He tried to cover up his behavior.

"Udah, Bang! I'm in History 1!"

"If so, I'm first, yeah, bang! Just want to get in there again!" Pamit Fathin to her while nodding along with her sweet smile.

"Oh, yes, please! Skirt it! Good Luck!!" He said while giving a bow so that the girl could pass.

He was still staring at Fathin's departure while leaning his shoulder on one of the corridor pillars there. Crossing her arms around her chest, disguising her humpback smile.

"Damn! Why does that smile kill him, anyway!" He muttered while shaking his head still with a simple smile.

He recalled the incoming call on his phone before the collision. He turned on his phone and checked who was calling. His name is Husnul there. He also dialed the number.

"Yes, Nul?"

"Campus, why?"

"Haha! Intention, Bang, intelin tuh maba!" Husnul was lying there.

"Don't Slander!"

"Haha! Come, Bang! I know you well!"

He paid no heed to his partner across the street.

"Btw, look for the same Bang Hady WALHI (Environmental Authority). He was just a nelfon!"

"Say your number isn't on the phone from Semalem! Friends there have had a freelance discussion about the effects of the mine which is again the way in East Kabaena!"

"Oh, okay, when?"

"Ntar night at Royal's Cofee around eight o'clock!"

"OK! We're going to all the caretakers' kids!"

"Siyaaap, Bang!" husnul ended the call there.

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*fatin

He breathed a sigh of relief as he walked out of the examination room. The first day of the finish was happy, although a little tiring. He easily answered the given question sheets.

He walked while reaching into his bag looking for tisyu. But his hand reached for the wallet inside and he remembered that today he had to meet Sister Dian to return the money he had borrowed to sign up a few days ago.

"But where am I going to find Dian's sister on this big campus?"

This is not an active day of lectures, plus he does not have a mobile phone to contact sister Dian to ask her position. At last his first choice was to go to mushola first.

"Sir Dian is an activist. I think he's with the rohis too. Yesterday at the Secret I saw Dian's big hijab!" His mind while swinging its steps towards the mushola.

He lifted his eyes from the terrace to the inside. Sure enough, he found Dian was discussing with several other hijab seniors.

"Asalaamu'alaikum, ukhty!" A girl in a neat hijab suddenly came over and endured it.

He also tried to smile kindly to the girl he thought must be senior.

"So can you help? Come on in, deck!" Take the hijab girl while nodding towards her.

"I_iya Brother! Thank you, but sorry, my brother is still unlucky (Haidh)! I need a little bit of the same Sister Dian!"

Dian Hear her name called directly turned his head and when he saw her he smiled and moved towards her.

The girl who was with him asked to return to the mosque. He smiled and nodded kindly.

"Eh, Fathin, Assalaamu'alaikum!" Dian greets and hugs her while spouting (Kiss on the right cheek-kiss on the left cheek). Makes it a little awkward. Because all this time he was only used to highfives plus cuddle with his best friend Mitha if hega or let go of longing when meeting. He smiled in his heart.

"Wa'alaikumsalaam, Brother!"

"Where was it, smooth?"

"Alhamdulillah, Brother smoothly!"

"Let's go in! We'll talk to him in dalem ajha!" Dian grabbed her hand to take her inside.

"M_sorry, brother, I'm an obstacle. I just want to go back!" He reached into his bag and took the Money he had enveloped and handed it to Dian.

"Thank you very much, brother!" Smiling words.

"Ooh, here, no, Dek! I'm paid for someone!" Dian sparkled with a terculum smile.

"I mean, brother, syp?" He nodded in not understanding.

"So that time I was on the phone with Bang Fahry, told to ask you for money, he said you forgot to bring registration money. He said he would change, so I'll take care of you!" dian's light on him.

"Couldn't you? But I didn't say anything to Bang Fahry, why did he know that I didn't bring any money at the time?" He muttered in a voice that Dian could still hear.

"If you want to return the money, just meet the person. In the hall again gather with the children of HMJ (Student Association of Majors )!" Said Dian while pointing towards the second-level building in front of the mushola.

After talking a little with Dian, he was alone and as when meeting, when going to separate was the ritual greeting, shaking hands, hugging plus chips should still apply the same.

The corner of his lips was interested. He began to understand this mode.

With a little doubt he finally stepped foot into the hall FKIP where Fahry was located.

He walked down with a nervous feeling. Because Akram said this morning before splitting back playing in his head. Not to mention along the corridor that he passed almost all the men he passed by looked at him not blinking. He looked at her appearance, worried that something was wrong. But in fact, everything is ordinary.

"It's a custom for Fathin to bang Fahry nanyain, he's the chairman so that's part of responsibility as a leader!" His mind cursed his kegeer.

He reached the second floor of the building and walked towards the hall. But his steps came to a halt when he heard the same laughter coming from inside the Hall. He hesitated like he was inside a lot of people. And we can be sure that inside must all be seniors.

After some hesitation, he finally decided to wait outside the hall. Ten minutes later he saw the senior mob coming out of there.

His gaze immediately found the figure he was looking for was walking while talking to one of them who immediately then raised his face, looking at him after hearing some of them shout,

"Woyy, something's clear, Guys!"

In order to avoid the savage stares and interference of the senior men, he immediately walked quickly towards Fahry who was following him a little sharply.

"Fathins! What are you doing here? Find who?" Fahry walked up to him and reflexively grabbed his hand. Take him away from the crowd there.

His ears still had time to catch the boisterous sounds that said they were both a clop couple. Makes a lot of space in his head. But he hurriedly remembered the style of Bang Fahry in all respects too perfect for an ordinary person like him.

"Conscious, Fathin! Conscious! Don't dream too high. It'll be bad if it falls!" The curse in the heart.

They reached the end of the balcony and stopped there.

"Bang, this is her hand!" His face grimaced as his eyes glanced towards his hand that was tightly grasped by Fahry.

It's nothing, He was not able to calm the heartbeat that from earlier He felt like blowing his chest. Cold sweat began to roll on his forehead. His palms began to get wet with sweat.

"Eehh, oh yeah, So-sorry! I was not intentionally! That's a reflex because I don't like you being bullied by kids!" Fahry took off his grip.

"Eh, are you in pain? Here you go with a gini, Sorry!" He saw by reflex Fahry wiping his sweat with his palm.

"Yes pardon....! Good Lord! Help me, I want Pinsan!" Deathin's scream.

How not, for him this is The First Touch From Someone.

"What are you doing here?" Repeat the question Fahry.

Fathin awakens from the nervousness that almost killed him. Make him instantly remember his purpose.

"I_this, Bang! I want to go back to this one!" Her leg trembled while thrusting the same envelope that was given to Dian earlier.

"What is this ?" Fahry frowned not understanding.

"This is the money that was borrowed with Kak Dian kemaren, I've been packed with Dian's sister earlier but he said it has been replaced with brother!"

"Trus said that the intention to replace him was the same as ABang aja. Yes, I have finally come here nyari Abang told Kak Dian!" Bright while trying to neutralize his nervousness by attaching a smile as sweet as honey.

"God!! That smile!" Fahry looked up there.

"Now!" Fathin repeated his words.

"Ohh, that, don't! It is part of my responsibility as chairman to make sure all children in Hippelwana feel safe and well-located. So, I hope you can accept this without feeling burdened!" Fahry spoke at length while smiling at him hoping to melt the awkwardness between the two.

"T_but, Bang!"

"Udah, yes, this Pokonya is not a request but an order!" Fahry cut it fast. Makes him unable to wiggle.

"Oh yeah, where are you going?" Fahry's question reminded him of Azhar and the others. They must have been waiting for him for a long time with Mitha's nagging.

"God! Sampe forgot, I promise other ama want to see the boarding place for Me same mitha!"

"Yes, here I take you to their place!" Fahry took him on the road.

Fathin hesitated a little but in the end he was only able to nod without being able to protest. Chose to follow Fahry's footsteps beside him.

Along the unrelenting path the seniors who knew Fahry teased them. They knew Fahry. Handsome face with a lot of academic achievement. Often representing the campus in some prestigious debates at several major campuses in Indonesia. Active in several intra-campus organizations, currently serving as chairman of HMJ. Not to mention his excellent association with large clans on campus, making his name in the fields will be promoted to the candidate of the chairperson of BEM Faculty in place of Herdin colleagues.

From afar he could see the expressions of his three companions who were staring at him in full search. Mitha with her lady face. Familiar as usual with smirk sucks him, and of course the Azhar with her flat face. Usual!

"What's Happen?"

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