MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
SN 58'S
“Pst... Who is he, Zalfa?” One of Zalfa's friends asked Arkhan while pointing at the man with raised eyebrows.
“Keren,” another whisper while nudging Zalfa's leg from under the table.
Zalfa did not deny the perfection Arkhan had physically. All women would definitely be amazed by the perfection that Arkhan possessed.
“Zalfa, who is he?” Zalfa's friend again asked the same question because he did not get an answer.
“I'm Zalfa's future husband,” Arkhan replied before Zalfa could answer.
Zalfa was aghast at Arkhan's confession. As far as his friends are concerned, Zalfa's future husband is Faisal. And now Arkhan suddenly confessed so moments after Faisal reportedly drowned in the ship he was riding. Ah, Zalfa is lazy to argue.
Zalfa finally relented, he rose to his feet with a raging feeling. Is Arkhan really going to be her husband? Why is Zalfa feeling more doubtful and fearful? If Arkhan had pronounced the shahada, then there would be no reason for Zalfa to delay the marriage.
“I stay first.” Zalfa said goodbye to her friends and then turned back and stepped out followed by Arkhan.
The incoming ringtone made Zalfa's steps stop. Immediately he answered the phone, a message from ustad Dahlan.
“Wa Padaikumussalam, Ustad. Oohs... Alright. I've understood. Doesn't matter. Assalamu’alaikum.” Zalfa disconnected the phone. His eyes were fixed on Arkhan. “Arkhan!”
The summoned one halted his steps while crossing Zalfa. “What's up?”
“There is a little hitch until Ustad Dahlan can not be found today.”
“OK. So when?”
“Tomorrow. Coinciding in the tausiah event that Ustad Dahlan filled in the big mosque.”
“Whatever.” Arkhan breezed away.
***
Arkhan entered the room, waiting for Elijah to come out of the bathroom.
Shortly thereafter the expected ones came out as well. Elijah looked at his brother and then glanced to his bed.
Justjust like? Elijah used to be hysterical every time he saw Arkhan coming home. And now he's dicuekin. Maybe Elijah was still upset because he wasn't allowed to come.
“Don't you like me coming?” arkhan asked in a seductive tone.
Elijah glanced at him, still a manyun. Then turn.
Oooh... So this is what Elijah's name is when he's craving? Arkhan approached Elijah and stood right in front of his sister. “This is for you,” cried while showing an object to the face of Elijah.
Elijah was wide-eyed and screamed excitedly staring at the painting given.
“This is for me?” ask her with round eyes and cheeks divided in two due to her wide smile.
“Hm.” Arkhan nodded.
Elijah snatched the painting and hugged it tightly in the chest. Then jump up and down while continuing to hold the painting.
“Big good. The painting is great. I likeaaaa.. I like it very much, seriously.”
Arkhan sat on the side of the spring bed watching his sister's excitement. Never had he seen Elijah that bright before, despite being given money, dolls, good food, and being invited to play games, the expression that was not as stirring as that. Is this how much Zalfa's painting influenced him?
Arkhan's gaze circulated to one side of the wall, precisely the wall facing directly with Elijah if Elijah was lying asleep on the bed. There are various kinds of paintings and drawings. Organized in rows, wrapped between one painting and another until a unique circle is formed. Creatively.
TB