
”I where?” yulian asked for a moment, after he realized a place so foreign to him.
”Alhamdulillah, you finally realized too. How does your body feel right now, Yulian?”
”Khadija? Why are you here?”
”It is clear that Khadijah is here, this is Khadijah's room.” Yulian turned her gaze and looked at Abdullah who was standing in the doorway.
Yulian raised his eyes to make sure what Abdullah said was true. And finally Yulian found some beautifully framed photos, none other than Khadijah photos that were shot while studying Islam with Khairo residents.
Yulian smiled at the photo of Khadijah showing a smile, although not clearly visible but, in the eyes of Khadija narrowed to signify that Khadija had smiled at that time.
”But ... Why am I here? And ... My clothes why change?”
’No. It is impossible right, if Khadijah changes my wet clothes?’ ask Julian in his heart.
Yulian stared intently at Khadijah. And the gaze was successful in making Khadijah lower his gaze because he was ashamed of the gaze, the gaze that often locked his net. And Abdullah immediately broke Yulian's dirty thoughts. Surely the reader suggested, how did Abdullah correctly see what was in Yulian's mind?
"Don't you look at Khadijah like that! I changed your clothes earlier. Eliminate your filthy thoughts, Yulian.”
”No. I have no such thoughts at all. I just..”
”Already Yulian, you are not good at giving. Your gaze is too honest and it makes me easy to guess.” Checkmate, Yulian can no longer have a reason to give up on Abdullah, because for three years lived with Yulian as if he had memorized what kind of behavior and attitude Yulian had.
Silent...
One sec...
Two seconds...
’What else do I have to talk to her about? Should I declare love to him? Could it be that fast? O Allah, why is it harder than it used to be when I approached Aisyah.’ Inner Yulian.
The atmosphere was still shrouded in silence and that awkwardness was certain. Yulian who still felt stiff, he was not good at stringing words to seduce Khadijah who now really closed his aura, not like before. Being a bar-bar woman in her teens before her pregnancy was known. Often in and out of bars to relieve fatigue. Now that Khadija is compared, he has memorized which ones are forbidden by Islam and which ones are mandatory.
”I ... will go to the kitchen first to make porridge. You just wait here, there is Abdullah who accompanies you.”
”Purpose for whom? Is it for me?”
”Iya. Because I think you might need some porridge first to fill your empty stomach. It would be better for porridge to be an assumption for you when you are sick,”
”Do you care about me, Khadijah? If so, would you also give me a chance to feel love with you?”
Khadija fell silent at once, digesting every word Yulian had spoken against him. It is clear that Khadijah paid attention to Yulian. However, there is a sense that does not want to control his heart, namely love. Not that Khadija did not love Yulian, even from the first sight of Khadija had fallen in love with a man who had a good heart, handsome face and charisma. However, that love did not want to control his heart because, Khadija did not want to hurt Aisha.
’Mbak author, please dong tell Khadija that Aisyah asked Ahtar to bring her closer to Yulian. Even asked to marry Khadijah to Yulian.’ said the reader, yes, like that?
’My readers, this is the notification process to Khadija. Don't be noisy, yeah!' author message.
”I ..”
’Yulian nerfous.’ Inner writer.
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”Unknown number? Wh who? Could it be if it was ... Alex?” ask Khadijah in your heart.
There is a fear of receiving incoming calls from unknown numbers when considering Alex is already out of a holding cell. However, by saying bismillah Khafijah finally received the call. Because he thought the call was important, and the pick object in. his grip kept ringing.
”Halo, assalamu'alaikum, Mother Khadijah.” Greet from across the air.
”Wa'alaikumsalam, who is this? Why call me Mother?”
”This is Ahtar, the call was taught by Umi Aisyah. Ahtar called Mother just wanted to tell Mother Khadijah that Ahtar attached a letter on the table of Mother's room. And Ahtar tuck it in the tome there.” Khadijah's eyes were rounded, thinking about the letter Ahtar had said.
”What letter is it, Ahtar? Why don't you give it directly to me?”
”That's a letter from Umi first, before dying. Open, Mother! Ahtar must leave, must return to Korea at seven o'clock. Please take care of Abi, Mother!”
The call ends with a greeting. After it ended, Khadijah again thought about the letter. As for Ahtar, he was already preparing at the airport to wait for his flight hours.
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Khadijah went back into his room and looked for the letter that Ahtar meant, regardless of Yulian who was still laying his body on the bed, Khadijah ransacked the books piled on the table.
”You've returned Khadijah? But ... Why not bring the porridge? Are you looking for a delicious porridge maker recipe book for the sick?”
No, Yulian was shy but willing. Basic men who have great prestige.
Abdullah let out a laugh after hearing Yulian's absurdly timid but willing question with Khadijah-made porridge. Hope, maybe that's the one that stopped in Yulian's heart. However, Khadijah completely ignored the voice of Yulian who asked him repeated questions.
After rummaging through the piles of books on the table, Khadijah finally found the letter. However, he was reluctant to read in front of Yulian. It was also impossible if he read in front of a man like Yulian, who made his heart flutter in every gaze that locked his net.
”I'll make the porridge, you wait here.” Khadijah stepped into the kitchen.
Yulian was silent, but his net continued to stroke Khadijah's footsteps further away.
”Abdullah, has he found a recipe book to make delicious porridge? So he went to bring a piece of paper?”
’I guess it's not a cookbook, but a letter to him from Ahtar.’ Inner Abdullah.
Abdullah immediately laughed crisply, he could no longer help but laugh after Yulian again said the recipe book of a delicious porridge maker. Since what year did you make porridge using a recipe book, Yulian? Basic, Yulian is innocent, pretending not to know or indeed not to know? Tease for Yulian yuk readers! Wkwkwkwk...
”Why didn't you answer my question, Abdullah? Even laugh like that.” Yulian stared at Abdullah.
Abdullah paid no heed to Yulian's glare at him, even as Abdullah's laughter grew more and more.