Pursuing the Love of Mr. Ustad
Maaf

Rayyan was so shocked to hear the words that came out just like that from Maysa's mouth.

"May's? can you explain? what did you mean by that?" Rayyan stared intently at Maysa.

"Yes, I'm just an ordinary human being who is easily burned by emotions, and I'd hate it if something interferes with something that's already in the patent right for me?" Maysa said the end of her dare to say the unkempt that is in her heart.

"Sister? brother play serong?" Fasha who heard Maysa's words just now misunderstood.

"May you're jealous because I spoke to Nur this afternoon?" Rayyan who felt she found the point of the problem immediately asked.

"Keep I have to answer yes I am jealous just ustadz understand?!" Maysa said in a standing position.

"Understand a little of my position! I've been fooled many times by him, but you... " Maysa couldn't say it because she thought it was embarrassing and painful.

"I waited for you for about two hours over there in front of the school, but it turned out to be you... " Continue Maysa with a clear circle that managed to escape one by one sliding on her cheeks, then the girl shook her head and immediately came out of the room Abah.

"I'm sorry, excuse me, Assalamu'allaikum" with a voice that shook from holding Maysa's cry ran out.

"Sister! Explain it! why didn't you pick her up this afternoon?" Fasha with a fairly high tone spoke to her elder sister.

"What's this why you're yelling at your brother, son?" Said Abah who had just returned to the room, everyone who was there suddenly fell silent when Abah asked.

"What's wrong? Where's Maysa going?" Abah asked who found that Maysa was no longer sitting next to Fasha.

"Maysa, like her she was disappointed with Rayyan's ustadz" Zainudin said in a soft voice.

Abah turned his gaze to Rayyan, his eldest son was still lowered by his head.

"What are you, then?" Abah asked Rayyan, but Rayyan had not yet answered that Abah had said again.

"With as good as her you touched the girl guy and now you're hurting her?" With a high enough voice Abah rebuked Rayyan.

"But I didn't touch his Abah!" Sangkal Rayyan's.

"You've hugged her, haven't you? that's what her name is if it's not touching?!" With anger that almost overflowed Abah said, Fasha immediately stood up and stroked his father's back, and invited him to sit down.

"Astagfirullah, Istigfar bah, Abah do not get angry, later Maysa's problem let Fasha be the same brother Rayyan who takes care of" While leading Abah to sit on the sofa.

"Yes teach your brother to use his feelings properly!" Said Abah who was sitting on the sofa.

Maysa who ran out was confused about where to go, the girl finally walked towards the mosque there she sat on the terrace of the mosque with a cry, holding back, but the clear circle can still escape and slide past his cheek.

Not far from the mosque Rahma saw Maysa who was sitting alone, the girl approached Maysa with a chocolate bar in her hand.

"Assalamu'allaikum" Rahma did not want to be presumptuous or grow suspicion in Maysa's heart, so the girl came with a greeting and did not forget a cheerful smile attached to his face.

"Waalaikumussalam" With a typical hoarse voice the weeping person Maysa answered the greetings from Rahma without seeing her in the slightest.

"Hey, why is this May? I'm sorry if I saw it wrong, but you look a little fucked up!" Said Rahma while sitting next to Maysa.

"Despite that, it looks so good?" Maysa asked who rubbed her eyes as well as her cheeks.

"He'em, just tell me, I want to listen, who knows after you tell your heart a little relieved" said Rahma who shifted her seat slightly facing Maysa.

"I'm tired, I'm tired, I... Hah already" Maysa said with a sigh and rubbed his face a little rough.

"When why? are you the same as ustadz Rayyan?" Ask Rahma.

"Yes this afternoon I saw you cross paths with ustadz who was talking to Nur right? are you angry about that?" Ask Rahma patiently.

Maysa just nodded her head, the girl was embarrassed enough to admit that she was quite disturbed by the closeness of Rayyan and Nur this afternoon.

"But they don't have anything, May, why should you be angry?" Rahma asked, this time Maysa looked at Rahma.

"There is nothing in the heart of ustadz Rayyan but there is more feeling in the heart of her sister Nur!" Shangkal Maysa's.

"It's May, if you want to be angry don't be the same Ustadz Rayyan, you should be angry with Nur, try you think, who started? who's going to the gatelan? who is the centile? who is caper? who's May? Ustadz Rayyan or Nur?" Rahma tries to open Maysa's mind which is in a fog.

"Don't be like this May, if Nur sees you as broken and chaotic as you are today, he will be very happy, he thinks he has managed to shift your position" Rahma's words try to pull Maysa out of her valley of grief.

For a moment Maysa thought of the words that had just come out of Rahma's mouth.

..."True too, I better focus on the race tonight, the closeness of Ustadz Rayyan and Nur is also thought of later" Inner Maysa....

"It's me there is chocolate, said eating chocolate can improve the mood loh" said Rahma while thrusting the chocolate that had been previously held. For a moment Maysa glanced at the chocolate in Rahma's hand.

"Thank you" Maysa finally wanted to pluck a box of chocolate that has been cut into pieces.

"Sama-sama" said Rahma with a fluffy smile, she was happy to be able to entertain the person who had once bullied her.

In the workshop Anita is tuning Nando motor that Maysa will use later

"How else is Nit?" Halim asked her daughter.

"There is a pack less, try to check" said Anita while looking at the collar of the motorcycle that has not been neat.

"What time will Maysa play?" Halim asked who was trying to see the parts of Nando's motor.

"If so yes at two o'clock his usual rich pack" said Anita while sipping black coffee made by Halim placed on the table.

Halim who saw her coffee drunk Anita immediately said.

"Popi sir! don't spend it, if you want to make it yourself!" With a gaze of eyes that refocused on the motor machine in front of him Halim said.

"Geez sir, this son of his own, what a reckoning!" Said Anita who immediately put the black coffee in its original place.

Rayyan came out of Abah's room with Fasha, they searched for Maysa's whereabouts, they walked towards Fasha's room but there was no one there.

"Try in the mosque kak, it's Maysa's favorite place if you want to calm down" Usul Fasha who was immediately answered with a nod of the head by Rayyan, said, they did not want to waste any more time and immediately walked towards the mosque.

Maysa who is still sitting on the terrace of the mosque can be seen by Fasha and Rayyan.

Rayyan immediately ran up to Maysa and sat right in front of the girl.

"May, I'm sorry if I'm not sensitive" Rayyan said with a face full of hope to be forgiven.

Maysa simply showed her smile and nodded her head.

"His meaning?...

seriate...