
Rafatar approached Ala with mixed feelings of joy and nervousness, determined to lift his spirits. He found her walking in the green hallway of the campus, still looking cheerful despite being moody lately. As he got closer, he gathered the courage to start a conversation.
"Hey, Ala! Can I accompany you?" asked Rafatar with a warm smile.
Ala turned her head, a little surprised to see Rafatar flat. "Oh, Uda. Hmm, how is it? But all right, at least I got a friend," he replied, his smile widening.
As they walked together, Rafatar could not help but notice the energy emanating from Ala. He felt attracted by his positive aura, and it strengthened his determination to bring happiness to Ala's life.
"Alah, what's going on? I've seen you a bit sad lately" Rafatar said, choosing his words carefully. "Is everything okay? Is there anything I can help you with? Don't you feel sorry for me, okay?"
Ala's smile faded slightly, and she sighed. "Ah, I'm fine," elak Ala was a little stiff.
Rafatar listened attentively, his heart moved for Ala. He realizes that he really cares for Ala and wants to be by her side, even though that means getting involved in a complicated situation.
"I understand maybe this is a difficult time for you, Ala," Rafatar said empathically. "If you need someone to talk to or a friend to lean on, I'm here for you. Sometimes, having someone who really cares can make a big difference."
Ala's cheerful eyes full of love for her husband, now staring at Rafatar expressionless and cold. "Thank you, Uda. Thank you for your intention to support me. But don't worry, I'm fine."
Rafatar smiled wryly, noticing the rejection Ala gave. However, his heart had been solid to let go of Ala the difficulties in his life. Unsolicited, in her heart decided to take a slow step and stay by her side, regardless of whether their relationship developed into more than just a friend.
As they continue, Rafatar and Ala engage in a light but stiff conversation. Ala was clearly seen keeping her distance as she was aware of her marwa to be the wife of the man she called Uda Uqi.
Wawa, Ala's best friend, captures the unusual closeness between Rafatar and Ala. He felt he needed to participate in the conversation.
Wawa still clearly remembers when she parted with Ala yesterday, where Ala looked sad even though she did not know the reason behind the sadness.
"Hey, don't just talk to married women" Wawa said, warning them.
Rafatar and Ala are a little surprised by Wawa's intervention. Rafatar immediately gave a polite explanation, "Sorry, Wawa, there is no bad intent here. I just want to encourage Ala. It seems like she is facing some kind of trouble in marriage. I'll be the friend who supports her."
Ala added, "Yes, Wa. We're not doing anything. It's not about the romantic relationship between us, it's more about the ordinary seniors and juniors."
Wawa looks at their expressions and tone of voice, he then realizes that there is nothing wrong with Rafatar's good intentions. He tried to change his suspicious attitude to be wiser.
"I'm sorry, guys. I'm just worried about your relationship and don't want anyone to get hurt. If this is about friendship and mutual support, then I also support you, Ala," said Wawa sincerely.
Ala smiled, feeling grateful for the support of her best friend. "Thank you, Wawa. I know you care about me, and I appreciate that."
Rafatar nodded, relieved that Wawa's perception had changed. "Together, Wawa. I'm also grateful for his understanding."
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On the other hand, Syauqi stole time in between his hours of teaching which was not yet clear on the Pesantren Cottage owned by his wife's family, Humaira. He was driving to a hotel, where Salma was staying after successfully cancelling Salma's action plan to get Syauqi's love back.
Fortunately Salma is not okay and has not done that reckless action. When he arrived at the hotel, Syauqi was only planning to speak outside the room. He wanted to bring Salma to speak outside. But something beyond reason happened. The girl lost her mind pulling Syauqi into the room.
"Astaghfirullah, Salma? What the hell are you doing? We are not muhrim. It's not good to be alone in this hotel room," said Syauqi nervously.
Salma who was in fact also in a nervous state pulling her veil made the handsome man reflex to close his eyes.
"Replace your veil!" Syauqi twisted his body.
"Married me right now! I'm ready to fall in your arms. For me it doesn't matter if it's only second to you because you say, it's just me in your heart." A fruit knife that was located on the table, was pulled into his grasp.
"I can't see you right now, please wear your hijab. Do not easily obey the passionate desire in your heart. Think back to it!" Syauqi did not see what object Salma was holding.
"Come, Bang. Meet my parents. Siri's marriage is enough for me. I'm ready to merge into one with you. I am also ready now!"
"Astaghfirullah Salma! What the hell are you saying? Istighfar! You are a Muslim woman, a girl I love because of your obedience, even willing to take a long education to the land of Cairo. Where is the science you have been getting? Don't be like this! If you're like this, don't blame me for actually leaving you!"
Unbeknownst to Syauqi, the knife had torn off important parts of the clothes that were attached to his body. "Please! Helpme! That guy wants to rape me." A cell phone appeared to point towards Syauqi.
Syauqi who did not understand what was going on glanced back. His eyes opened with great width seeing that Salma's clothes had been torn everywhere.
"Help me, he's just a manipulative man! It looks fine on the outside, but his behavior is very k3ji." Salma continued to record and chirp.
"Salma, what are you doing?" Although he could not see every tear on Salma's clothes, he tried to snatch the cell phone that kept recording her face.
"Married me right now, before this video went viral!"
"Ck, fine! Let's go see your parents now!"