Teach Me (Naina)
Chapter 97

Alfin's motor is still driving on the streets at moderate speed. Many times the young man pinched his waist to speed up their motorbike, but still Busyro berkilah about the excitement is not something good.

"The shop is across from your mosque, isn't it?" busyro asked without heeding the request of his sister.

"Yes. Cepetan, Brother! Why is it like a conch, anyway?" alfin's curse is getting upset.

"Stop, Brother!" Alfin exclaimed suddenly, Busyro suddenly stepped on the brake.

Alfin rushed down, and took the key of the motor.

"Eh, what do you want?"

"Surge! Let me take it!" ketus Alfin asked his brother to sit in the back.

"Patience, Fin." However, he inched backwards, allowing the younger brother to carry the motor.

Alfin sat down and immediately charged the gas, speeding up quickly.

"Astaghfirullah al-adhiim! Astaghfirullah al-'adhiim! Brother still wants to live, Fin. There are still many sins that you must redeem. Oh God!" racau Busyro while gripping firmly his sister's waist.

He buried his head on Alfin's back, closed in fear. Alfin overtook the vehicle in front of him in an agile and agile motion. His skills in the wild racecourse were very useful in a crucial moment like today.

"Alfin!" Busyro raved incessantly.

Until the bike stopped, he opened his eyes. Descending from the iron horse with trembling legs, he collapsed in front of the shop, calming down. While Alfin, rushed inside and met the employees at the cashier.

"Did the store owner come here?" ask Alfin without making small talk.

"Sorry, he did come here this morning, but this afternoon came out and until now there has been no more here," replied the employee discouraged Alfin.

"Do you know where the address is?" scowl it immediately.

"Sorry, but we don't know where his house is because he's new here."

Alfin sighed, resignedly. He came out with a shackle, met his brother. Alfin's gaze was fixed on the big mosque across the street, the mosque that he had not been to for several days because he had to feel the cold bars.

He looked up, staring at the sky that was almost dominated by dark colors. The beauty of twilight slowly fades, the sun sinks in the contest. His heart misses the children there, he wants to hug and tell stories with them.

Regardless of Busyro still sitting in the doldrums, Alfin stepped across the street under the confused gaze of the older brother. Busyro sighed, normalizing himself from the tremors of fear due to the above-average rate of the motor.

Alfin's brother got up and took his motorcycle after he arrived across the street. Be loved, ulam arrived.

Alfin pecked at the courtyard of the mosque, his heart trembling, eyes heating up. His tongue was motionless, from behind the window he could see the figure of the angel he was looking for. Alfin stepped in without taking his eyes off the figure.

He could hear her voice as bright as the song of the angels. His laughter was so crisp it sounded, easing Alfin's mind. Some time he just pegged behind the pillar of the mosque. Smiling her lips watched how they were so familiar and affectionate towards each other.

Alfin could no longer hold back, he went closer to the group. Staring more clearly the owner of the face that makes him always longing.

"Naaina!" And Alfin shuddered and called his name.

Their laughter, the children's chatter, stopped at once. The situation turned silent, they turned their heads. The children stared at Alfin with sparkling faces.

"Dad!" pull them together.

Hearing that shout, the two people who were sitting in the gazebo turned their heads immediately. Watching the children hugging Alfin. No different from their meeting with Naina, the children were even more hysterical when Alfin stretched his hands around their bodies.

"My children, O God. Sorry Dad, Son! Sorry your father," said Alfin while crying withstanding deep regret.

"We miss Dad. Sorry, Dad. We don't know if you've been at the police station all this time" said the eldest son who hugged Alfin from later.

Naina tears up, overwhelmed by the boy's words.

"It's okay, baby. I don't want you to know that I'm there, but are you okay as long as I stay? During the night I kept thinking about you guys" Alfin said, his tears growing more and more.

"We're good, Dad. There was Ustadz who always took care of us, sometimes Uncle Bas also came here, and now there's Mom here too. We're fine, but are you healthy?" the other son represents his brother.

Alfin nodded, he took off the hugs, gathering them before him. Staring one by one the innocent faces that he missed so much.

"Dad's fine. You don't have to think about me." Alfin rubbed the heads of some children. Smiling reveals that she is okay. Except the heart, which is being troubled.

"Dad there must be cold, nobody loves blankets. What's Daddy sleeping pules?" babble Halwa while rubbing Alfin's cheek.

The young man laughed, but watered. Thankful for having great kids like them.

Naina who was still sitting there without glancing at Alfin, went to Adrian, not wanting to meet the young man.

"Well, I want maghrib. We'd better go home," asked Naina who was inversely proportional to her heart.

Adrian sighed, the advice of the ustadz burrowing in the ear. He pulled Naina's hand to sit in the gazebo, looking deeply at the girl's bead, looking at the honesty there.

"You need to talk to Alfin, baby. Solve your problems, don't run and avoid them. If you want everything to end here, end it right now, but if you still want to keep everything, affirm it right now. Avoiding will not solve the problem." Adrian rubs the girl's head, giving her the strength to resolve any misunderstandings that occur in their relationship.

Naina lowered her head, water dripping from one corner of the eye she immediately removed.

"You want to talk to each other, or are we here together to discuss the continuation of your relationship?" adrian's bargain gives Naina a choice.

The girl sighed, indeed it should all be talked about.

"Here, Dad. Nai wants you to be our advisers" he said softly.

Adrian rubbed proudly Naina's head, and Ustadz Hasan smiled as he stared at the girl.

"Assalamu'alaikum!" greet Busyro as soon as he arrives at the gazebo, followed by Alfin behind him.

While the children were left in the mosque, they were asked not to listen to their talks.

"Wa'alaikumussalaam, Ustadz Busyro! Let's please! God willing, long time no see, yes. How are you?" greet Ustadz Hasan while hugging Busyro warmly.

"Alhamdulillah, Ustad. Okay, how's Ustadz doing?" Busyro asked after taking off his embrace.

"Alhamdulillah, fine. Please!" He let them sit.

Alfin came to face, hugging the second father who never tired of advising him.

"How are you doing, son?" whispered Ustadz Hasan in arms.

"Alhamdulillah, healthy, Ustadz." Alfin answered softly while crying.

They sit facing each other, occasionally Alfin will glance at Naina who did not escape Adrian's attention. Meanwhile, the girl continued to bow in silence.

"Mmm .. look, Ustadz-"

"I want to marry Naina right now!"