The Love of Habib
Chapters 21.5

"Hem, what's this proposal?" When opening several different documents realize that all the documents are sent by a woman.

He tilted his head thinking. It felt a bit strange because every random document that was taken there was not a single male name. And what was even more puzzling was that she also saw the documents on behalf of her sister, Aira. This is not true he thought. During school here he had never received the task of making proposals and normally habib Khalid had nothing to do with the students at school. Then why are there so many proposals on behalf of the boarding school?

Not only santriwati, but Aish also found several proposals on behalf of the boarding school staff who are single. This raised suspicion in his heart. Because he has heard that the opposite sex wants to convey serious intentions, they usually submit several proposals that contain identity and weaknesses or strengths that are owned as a form of self-knowledge.

Glancing at the habib who was focused on doing his work on the desk, Aish's hands hesitated to turn the page and how surprised he was when he read line by line inside Aira's proposal.

Starting from the date of birth to the history of life and school in the city, Aira wrote it neatly and carefully. Then there are also some drafts that write that the reason why Aira is interested in the habib and decided to submit this proposal. It turns out that Aira liked habib Khalid since the beginning met in the city first and intends to step into serious level. In this proposal, of course, water explains that both Father and Mother have agreed to this decision. They supported him wholeheartedly, hoping that habib would respond to the proposal submitted by Aira.

Aish's heart was pounding with a burning jealousy in the heart. He's a strong scoop on Aira's proposal. All of these proposals may have the same goal of hoping for crazy taaruf to be synchronized between them. It's very impressive. I was amazed at the courage of the girls but at the same time jealous. Did the habib know everything?

Reading word for word from these proposals?

What was the reaction of Habib?

"A half an hour has passed, but why have you not moved your hand to work?"

Aish was surprised and spontaneously turned to her side. I don't know since when the habib was at the side, because suddenly he had already come to sit with him. His handsome face looked at Aish with a wide smile, it was hard for Aish to be angry at the owner of this handsome face.

"Sister Khalid, did you deliberately ask me to do this?" Aish boldly tilted her seat and looked at the habib right in her eyeballs.

Habib Khalid pretended not to know what Aish meant. He asked in a deliberate confused tone, "Do what?" Ask plain pretentious.

Aish growling. His apricot eyes that were now staring firmly at the habib's eyes slowly turned red, stemming the clear liquid that stifled the chest.

"Sister Khalid.... I love my sister, I even love my sister. I know that I'm so presumptuous to want someone I shouldn't have expected. Many people laugh at me for I am like a frog in a well craving goose meat. I am a frog and you are a goose, when I hear this saying I immediately understand what it means. Brother is a noble person, in the body of brother flows noble blood as well. While me? Who I am everyone knows that. I was just an ordinary girl who had a very big dream even seemed to have an illusion because what I craved was something I was unable to touch. I am a girl who is not right, my worship is often negligent and my morals are not as smooth as the rocks in the sea. I am full of loopholes and flaws, being with you is an insult to you. I know this right but I foolishly still expected you. I know that you and I are impossible. Brother Khalid, I often thought of giving up chasing you. But I can't even get a lot of confusing rumors spreading about you with some women. I was so jealous every time I heard it but I tried to hold back because I realized that I was just a pursuer who could not necessarily get you. I have a feeling, my heart is restless and anxious when I see the women who crave you. They were very, very beautiful women, awake in knowledge and morality, far inversely proportional to my despicable self. Many people say that it should be like this and indeed the woman who deserves you should be like this. My one self is incomparable to a tenth of theirs but foolishly I still hope for you. Hope and hope, talking to God subhanahu wa ta'ala suddenly became my routine every time I worshiped. It is possible that when I spoke with God, your heart was turned upside down by Him, and that frogs and geese could indeed be related. I often think like that. To this day, I still think like that. But brother Khalid you are too cruel to me. You promised you'd be gone for only 2 weeks but what? You disappeared for 1 month without any news and went home to the boarding house along with other women. How tormented I was for one month thinking of you and once you came back here you tortured me with the arrival of a foreign woman. Brother Khalid, I am so jealous and sad that I have failed. You come home with another woman, I see you laugh together, see you treat that woman well. When I first heard the rumor I thought that everything was the same and it was just nonsense. But when I saw the interaction between the two of you I started to get discouraged. Maybe it's true that you are lovers. My heart doesn't accept it, here... It feels so painful. Then I thought that maybe this is what those people meant that you should be with the woman you deserve. I took it forcibly even though it felt very painful. I promised not to think of you anymore, but instead you tortured me again and forced me to think of you. Not only this, but after all that torture you punished me in this way. Brother Khalid... You are the first good person I have ever met in this world. You and I are strangers but you treat me sincerely, I never doubted it. But in this way you torture me... I suddenly thought that you are also a cruel person, you are very cruel. Is it so hard not to do this? You're making me sick. Brother Khalid... What exactly do you want from me? I love you but I don't want to follow my mom's steps. There's been enough stories about him in this world, and not me. Love does make you happy, but it also makes the pain even die. I don't want to follow this step. Mama must be very sad. Brother Khalid.... Maybe me... Just back?" When these last words were spoken, the tears that had been dammed finally spilled over her red cheeks that were beginning to lose their sweet color.