The Love of Habib
Chapters 6.1
Not only was Meri surprised by Habib Khalid's question but Khalisa also couldn't help the shock in her heart. His eyes flickered faintly looking somewhat panicked yet in the blink of an eye he instantly controlled the situation.
The explosion of Habib Khalid's impatient question to Meri made Khalisa wonder in his mind whether the habib did not believe him?
If so, then why did Habib Khalid not believe him when many santriwati believed him?
Khalisa could not voice this question and just let it hang in his heart because he did not want to leave a nagging impression of the girl to the habib Khalid.
"Sorry, habib. I didn't see it in person but I trusted Khalisa. I don't think Khalisa's going to make their accusations." Meri said filled with shame.
It can be seen if the audience began to doubt Khalisa since Habib Khalid asked sharply just now. This change in situation is certainly realized by the Khalisa party and his group which is enough to leave a sense of urgency in the heart.
For the fact that the presence of a habib is a very noble thing in the hearts of all people. It has deep roots in the soul when a habib is the bearer of truth. His words were an edict to be listened to, his eye judgment was an honor that was very hard to obtain and his smile was a thirst-quenching relief. In the boarding house, no one hates the presence of the habib, because instead of hating the heart they want it.
Therefore if the habib says A, then everyone easily voices A because their beliefs have been deeply rooted.
"Habib Thalib please don't misunderstand me. Meri really had no intention of accusing them of accusing me. I. I know it's my fault." She bit her lips shy as well as sad. His two round eyes flickered lightly with ripples of tears beginning to form.
"Maybe my way was wrong and too loud to accidentally injure Aisha in the bathroom earlier. It was completely unintentional but I it was my fault for being too careless. Habib, please forgive my carelessness today." Please Khalisa admit his unintentional mistake.
Her appearance was very heart touching but not for Aish. For the events of yesterday and today, Aish was already too fed up with dealing with Khalisa. So he would never be fooled by his pretentious appearance of feeling guilty.
"Is this just carelessness?" Habib Khalid asked with narrowed eyes.
Khalisa bowed his head withholding sobs.
"It's my fault." Pathetic whispers.
"See, look for face." The whisper of Gisel denounced.
"Most of you watch soap operas like girls." Reply Dira whispered.
While they were whispering, Aish was trying to take her mind off Khalid's habit. He hoped that this impromptu trial would soon pass so that he could return to the dormitory to rest both his mind and physique. Funny thing is, this has only been a few days living in a boarding house but has drained a lot of energy.
"Didn't you want to say something?" Habib Khalid paid no attention to Khalisa's grief and immediately turned to look at Aish.
Aish-the cold girl who had earlier preferred to stare at the floor instead of looking at him - this was not usual.
Along with Habib Khalid's question, the audience naturally followed where Habib Khalid's eyes were looking.
"People are beautiful, skin is good."
"Object of the town boy, the treatment must be no joke."
"He must be a rich man's son."
"Eat is so spoiled." The santriwati began to whisper to admire how beautiful Aish's face was. Especially with a healthy and smooth skin color, they guessed that Aish was the son of a rich person with a variety of expensive body treatments.
For a moment their attention focused more on Aish's beauty than on this matter.
But it was only temporary because the flat face of the habib who did not smile immediately took over everyone's attention.
"Aish, are you quiet?" Senggol Dira when he realized Aish's silence.
"Huh?" Aish is not being asked.
As if aware of Aish's confusion, the question was repeated again by habib Khalid.
"Didn't you want to say something about this?" Khalid's habib tone of voice somehow sounded rather soft inside everyone's hearing.