The Gema Shahadah Aisyah
Doubt

"Stop stop Mas!" Daniel cried when they reached his house. Daniel got off Umar's motorbike and asked the security guard to open the gate. "This is my house Mas, uh not my house anyway, Papa Mama's house." Daniel immediately corrected it.

"It's your sister's hijab." Umar took out Atalie's hijab from her shirt pocket.

"Here you are, don't you go in?" In vain Daniel brought Umar here if he did not make him meet with Atalie. Daniel seems to support a hundred percent of Atalie and Umar's relationship.

"No, next time." Actually in the heart of Umar no other time, he hopes this is the first and last time he was at the house Atalie. Although his heart wanted to but Umar's mind tried to resist hard.

Daniel was about to receive the pink cloth that Umar thrust at him but he first heard his papa voice calling his name.

Jaya appeared from behind the gate in sports clothes while her hand held a racket. Jaya used to play badminton or table tennis in the afternoon with Daniel. Jaya's view immediately led to Umar being asked questions.

"Why Pa?"

"Who's this, Atalie's peng you?" Jaya sees Daniel and Umar taking turns, never knowing that Daniel has an older friend. So Jaya thought the man was Atalie's friend because these days Renata asked Atalie to make a lot of friends. Maybe this guy's one of the friends Atalie got.

"Not-no, I'm a lecturer at Atalie's college." Umar said quickly, somehow he did not want to be called a friend of Atalie. Again, they are not familiar enough to be called friends.

"Well, did Umar speak Mandarin?" Daniel looked at Umar amazed, he who learned from elementary school did not necessarily understand such a simple sentence.

"Little."

"Qing yes!" Jaya invites Umar in, he is suddenly excited after knowing Umar can speak Mandarin.

"Thank you sir." Umar could not resist Jaya's invitation, he walked side by side with Daniel behind Jaya.

"Mama, please call Atalie, there's a lecturer." Pinta Jaya saw Renata at the end of the stairs. "Sorry what his name was?"

"Some."

"Sir Umar Ma, let's sit down, please."

Umar sat on the living room sofa hesitantly, the goal was only to return the hijab but papa Atalie actually invited him in. Now where Atalie, Umar wants to immediately give the hijab and go home.

"I call Sir or—"

"Umar, sir." Umar is more comfortable if Jaya calls him by name without any frills.

"Umar learned where Mandarin is?" Jay looks very interested in Umar.

"I happened to live in Shanghai for 6 months."

"Oh yeah, you're still a young lecturer, great you know."

"I'm not great nor am I young." Umar smiled nervously, but why should he be nervous?

Jaya laughs at Umar's innocence, he only finds out that Atalie has a young lecturer like Umar. It must be Umar new lecturer because Jaya knows all the lecturers at Atalie campus.

"What would you like to drink?" Ask Daniel.

"No need for Daniel, I'm just here for a minute." Reject Umar politely.

"It's okay, you're here so we have to treat you well." Jaya Timpal.

Daniel went from there and asked ART to make a drink for Umar and his papa.

"Where's Ma Atalie?" Tanya Jaya to her sitting wife joined in the living room.

"Wait a minute."

"Sorry it's been a hassle." Umar felt bad for Atalie's parents, he even saw an ART bring the same drinks and cakes that Atalie had given.

"So Mr is Atalie's lecturer?" Renata greeted Umar kindly. Every time an acquaintance of Atalie visited here, Renata would have welcomed her well.

"True Ma'am, call me Umar."

"That's it." Jaya turned her head to see Atalie coming down the stairs.

Their view leads to Atalie coming down the stairs. Atalie had already changed into a long skirt and crop top that made her look sweet. Believe me Atalie chose the clothes with origin because of panic when her mother suddenly told there was Umar. Whether what wind brought Umar here, Atalie could not understand the situation.

"If we leave you, don't feel sad."

"Thank you, Mama."

Jaya went from there as well as Renata. Jaya goes to the backyard to play badminton with Daniel.

"Why is Umar suddenly here?"

"I want to return your headscarf." Umar thrusts Atalie's hijab. It was just a thin piece of cloth but it could bring Umar here. Umar felt himself stranded in this place.

"Oh, thank you." Atalie had even forgotten that Umar had brought her headscarf. "i didn't know that Mas knew my house."

"So I accidentally met Daniel on the street."

"You know?"

"Daniel is so, next time don't want to force him."

"It's okay, I know your house."

Atalie nodded faintly without replying to anything. For a few moments only silence ruled over both. Umar doesn't know what to say. Finally Umar sipped a drink on the table.

"Your homemade cake was delicious." Not finding the topic of conversation finally Umar discussed the cake that Atalie gave earlier.

"Oh that's Mama who makes, I can't make cakes, rather I can't cook anything." Atalie scratched his neck clumsily, why should he also admit his weakness to Umar. Atalie wanted to smother her own mouth because she was talking too much. "Mas Umar can laugh at me."

"Why am I laughing at you?"

"Because we can't cook."

"You want to know Aisyah I don't laugh, I don't think that's a laugh."

Atalie's face was suddenly serious, how did she not fall in love with this man in front of her. Umar made Atalie's heart beat. It's just why Umar, someone who is very difficult Atalie reached.

"Now I know Aisha, Khadijah, Saudah and Hafshah." Atalie mentioned those names proudly.

"You memorized it?"

Atalie shook her head, she had no intention of memorizing it but her mind was clearly recording the names. Perhaps because Atalie often reads, her brain becomes accustomed to storing the things she learns.

"Your name is like Hafshah's father."

"Yes, Ummi was inspired by the name perhaps in the hope that I could become a strong man like Umar."

"You are strong." Atalie saw her tangled veil probably because Umar was holding it too tightly. "I know the reason I took the study was wrong."

"No, you're free to follow whatever the reason is."

"Oh yeah?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"So I can study because Ustadz Umar is handsome?"

Umar opened his mouth but his voice could not come out, did Atalie always praise such blatant people? Umar gulped his drink again and then came home because the sky was getting darker and soon entered magrib time.

"Thank you to your Papa Mama."

"Yes, it's." Atalie took Umar to the front of the gate. "You're cool on that bike." Atalie's reflex praised Umar, who had just turned on his bike and put on a helmet.

Umar saw his bike, this is the item he had wanted for a long time. Umar saved up a long time to have the CB 1100. But Umar did not understand the meaning of Atalie's praise, he did not feel cool with the sarong and cocoa clothes that became his daily clothes.

"This motor is cool." Umar finally replied.

Atalie grinned, he did not praise Umar's bike but someone who drove it. Atalie again closed the gate after Umar's motorbike got further away and was not seen at the end of the complex.

******

"Assalamualaik." Umar said a greeting as soon as he entered the house which was answered by Maryam and Zaid. Umar kissed Maryam's hand on the Quran with Zayd. That's their habit in the afternoon before magrib.

"Have Umar gone home?"

"Ummi." Umar placed a jar of cake on the table and sat down beside Maryam.

"Buy some more cookies?" Maryam closed the mushaf and put it down.

"Dikasih Atalie, try Ummi." Umar opened the clear jar and thrust it at Maryam. "Change?"

"Later on." Reject Zaid.

Maryam took a piece of cake and devoured it.

"Nobody does not obey Ummi?"

"Don't be too sweet."

"Tomorrow morning we will go to Kyai Abizar's house and declare your intention to ask for her."

The jar in Umar's hand almost fell but he held it with all his might. It was just a jar filled with cake but hearing Abah's remark, Umar suddenly drowned. Though Umar himself entrusted everything to Zaid but when the plan was in sight, Umar became doubtful.

"Now Abah." Umar answered obediently dismissing all doubts in his heart, let alone those he doubted. Hilya was certainly a good wife to Umar, she also came from a good family.

Umar's expression did not escape Maryam's attention, but he did not want to guess. They never forced Umar to marry someone, it was by Umar's own will. But Maryam understood very well in the personality of Umar who could not refuse the request of others. Umar also could not understand his own feelings. Maryam could only wish Umar all the best.