Tasbih Love Fatimah
A Cup of Coffee From Fariz

Faris did not reply to Fatimah's words he preferred to remain silent and re-insert the card that he had been trying to remove from the debate that in the end Fatimah still refused the gift.

"Why don't you let me pay for the groceries you just paid for?" fariz asked shortly after the two were outside the supermarket area and sitting on a chair that had been provided there.

"Sorry before, I didn't mean to refuse your gift or hurt Mas Fariz's feelings, I didn't allow Mas Faris to pay for my groceries because I was given money by my husband, if I don't use it for shopping and my husband checks the balance of the ATM he's given, I'm afraid he'll wonder and feel suspicious about the money I'm using to shop at the moment, "obviously Fatimah who does not want to fight or disagree with her husband who is new to communicate well lately.

Hearing Fatimah's explanation made Fariz understand with the intention of Fatimah's explanation, as a sholehah woman who has had a husband, the attitude chosen by Fatimah is the best attitude and the best choice.

"Wait here!" Fariz stood up and walked into the supermarket.

Fatimah did not answer Faris' orders, she just kept quiet and stared at the highway which is now a barrier between the supermarket and the apartment building.

"Drink!" tell Fariz I gave him one cup of coffee he had just brought from inside the supermarket.

"Why just shut up and look at him?" when he saw Fatimah never sipped the coffee he had just brought from the supermarket and placed it on the table right in front of Fatimah, he simply fell silent as he stared at the plastic bag containing some of the groceries that were in front of him.

"What is this for?" Fatimah asked as she pointed at the plastic cup containing the coffee Fariz had just made.

"What is coffee for?" Fariz asked back hearing Fatimah's question.

"Drink," Fatimah said as she stared at the coffee on the table, her voice was soft but Fariz could still hear Fatimah's voice.

"True, you can drink it, don't you not want to be paid for? I hope you don't reject that cup of coffee I gave you either" Fariz said.

Fatimah who actually does not like coffee still drink coffee given by Fariz he does not want to waste the gift of people so that he is not impressed as a person who does not appreciate the gift of others.

'hopefully my stomach can receive this coffee, ' Inner Fatimah Soraya drank the cup of coffee that Fariz bought.

Fatimah will usually feel a stomach pain that is quite great when she drinks coffee, for some reason but it is always felt every time she drinks coffee, that's why he stopped drinking coffee and chose plain water instead.

"Thank you," said Fatimah with a smile on her face, Fatimah could not have refused Fariz's gift because that's why she also ate the crispy tofu given by Fariz.

"Oh, don't thank me! I should be the one to thank you since the beginning of Fatimah," said Fariz Seraya staring fixedly at Fatimah, while the one in the face was only able to bow without being able to protest or prohibit it.

"What do you mean Fariz?" asked Fatimah who did not understand with the thanks that Fariz had just said.

"Thank you that you once motivated me and gave me a way out of some of the problems I've been through, your letters are proof that you're a good, wise girl," Faris explained what the purpose of the thank you that he had just given, Fariz and Fatimah had been sending letters to each other, both often tell each other's problems and give each other solutions to every problem they have experienced.

"All of that has become the past of Mas Fariz, no need to be revealed or discussed again," fatimah's answer was able to give affirmation to Fariz that at this time Fatimah will never go back to the past or discuss the past that has actually passed.

'pardon me, for I must insist on all this for the sake of my feelings that should soon disappear and also for your sake that should have gotten another girl who is much better than me,' inner Fatimah while smiling towards Fariz who looks silent a thousand languages heard every word spoken from the lips of Fatimah.

The atmosphere for a moment looks silent without anyone speaking, Faris silent a thousand languages without any intention of starting a conversation, as well as Fatimah who is also silent a thousand languages, he didn't know what to say anymore, which is why he just kept silent without a word.

"Mas Fariz, I want to go back to the apartment, because I'm done shopping and I cleaned the apartment before my husband came home," fatimah said when she saw Fariz who was so comfortable sitting in front of her and showed no signs if she wanted to go or take Fatimah away.

"Then let me help you carry all this stuff, if our apartment is close together then we can be good neighbors and help each other" replied Fariz who made Fatimah's position even more difficult.

"Do you mind if I help you with all your groceries?" asked Fariz when he saw Fatimah just silence not reply or answer his words.

"No, I was just thinking, wouldn't it matter if we went back to the apartment together? I'm just afraid of slander when we get home together" Fatimah said.

Fariz who heard the reason Fatimah just smiled, he understood what Fatimah meant because all this time he understood enough if Fatimah was a girl who was sholeh and devoutly worshiped, that's why Fatimah always thought about the consequences of what she would do.

"Don't worry! In the apartment there are a lot of people passing by and I wouldn't have gotten into your apartment if your husband wasn't around, I just want to help you bring this much groceries to the doorstep of the apartment, just" said Faris so Fatimah would accept the help she offered.

"Well, if Mas Fariz thinks like that, then I accept Mas Fariz's help to bring these groceries to the front of the apartment." Surrender already Fatimah is unlikely to refuse or avoid Faris who looks a little pushy to help him, he said, she chooses to accept Fariz's help and lets Fariz bring her groceries and help her bring the groceries she just bought up to the front of the apartment.