MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
SN 28'S
“Nikahi Zalfa,” firmly Ismail.
“Did you ask Zalfa that?”
“I don't need his opinion on this. I'm his guardian and he must have followed me.”
“Isn't he getting married?”
“The wedding is off because of you. It's time for you to take responsibility if you're a man.”
“What is the law of marriage of men outside the religion of Islam with Muslim women? Didn't Zalfa commit a sin if he married me? You even know that if my marriage to Zalfa really happened, then the result is illegitimate. Any relationship between me and her after marriage is just adultery. Then why did you force me to marry her?”
Ismail was stunned to hear Arkhan's question. Because it turns out that the man understood many laws in the teachings of Islam.
“Then, enter the religion of Islam, for the sake of Zalfa.”
The corner of Arkhan's lips was slightly attracted. Like laughing at something that is considered funny. “Do you think my trust will be easy for you to waver?”
“Arkhan, I beg you, if only the fetus grew in my sister's womb, would you have the heart to let it be born without a father? He's your flesh and blood.”
“It's not necessarily the case.”
“And if it really happened?”
Arkhan was silent, just looking into Ismail's eyes with a difficult highlight to decipher.
“Before the seed turns into meat, marry in its territory, at least three months until it is clear whether Zalfa is pregnant or not. Because it will be free when you marry her when the baby in the womb Zalfa has grown and developed.”
“Then if Zalfa is really pregnant? Those terms will change, right?”
“And for all this, you risked my faith to move? Why isn't your sister the only one who moved faith so that me and her were one faith?”
“For us it is impossible. Zalfa will remain steadfast in his stance and will not be a apostate.”
“Means me and Zalfa have the same principle. Equally firm stance.” Arkhan sauntered away after saying those words. Let Ishmael be glued to his place withstanding his frustration.
Ishmael clenched his hands, feeling useless as an older brother for not being able to protect his younger brother. He did not know that Atifa had come to his office and did not find himself delivering breakfast.
***
Zalfa lowered his head in light of the events that had just passed. Soleh, who was sitting on the side of the bed, calmed Zalfa with various religious words. And Tini was just a spectator among them.
A glance turned to the door as Atifa walked into the room. Atifa suddenly rushed and hugged Zalfa. Then her crying broke.
“Faisal, Zalfa. The ship sank,” Atifa said amid her cries.
Zalfa, who had stopped crying, had no power to endure the grief. He cried and returned the strong embrace of Atifa. He felt a little plump as he cried in the arms of his Sister-in-law. Although chatty, but Atifa is like her own parents.
Ishmael appeared shortly. The man at a glance circulated a glance at the blushing cry. He already knew what had happened just a moment ago when he saw the news about Faisal on social media that he was monitoring from a mobile phone. Ishmael approached Soleh. “Have long been here?” his question was soft because he did not want to disturb Zalfa and Atifa who were dissolving in sadness.
“Udah, Mas. Zalfa had fainted. I brought him here,” explained Soleh.
“Still, yes.”
“Sama-sama, Mas. Neighbors are the biggest brothers. It's my duty to help.”
TB