The Love of Habib
Chapters 8.1

It feels like a dream. Habib Khalid who had disappeared for 9 days without news appeared on the 10th day.

His tall and level figure was now walking right in front of him, only a few meters away with him. If he wanted to, this hand could reach his shoulder as long as he wanted to speed up his pace. However he did not dare to do that because he now finally understood that not everyone could tolerate his arrogance and not everyone could understand his selfishness.

That was why he began to refrain from getting close to Habib Khalid and tried to keep the best possible attitude by his side.

"Assyntheir, Umi? We brought the catfish. Still alive and fresh. Now what do we do after that?"

Habib Khalid and Danis enter the kitchen followed by Aish Sama Dira. Arriving in the kitchen Aish immediately fled to do other tasks. Pretending to be unaware of the presence of Habib Khalid in the kitchen, his hands were trembling, not focusing on holding some vegetables.

"Mosur."

Umi saw their arrival. He immediately let go of what he was doing and came to Habib Khalid. Standing in front of the bucket, Umi's mouth could not escape the smile of satisfaction because the catfish caught was very large. The guests must be satisfied eating catfish today.

"God, the fish is great. Habib same Danis just help clean the fish here. Umi is not too brave to hold it when still alive and the other children also certainly can not. So this task is left to you both."

Habib Khalid and Danis understood Umi's concerns. So they immediately bring the bucket to the kitchen table close to the sink to make it easy to clean it with water when cleaning.

Before starting to cut catfish, habib Khalid first prepares salt, turmeric, and tamarind to eliminate the fishy smell in catfish.

His actions were very fast and his knife style was not unusual, as if Khalid's habib had long been accustomed to the kitchen. It's very interesting. There was suspicion in Aish's heart.

If habib Khalid had indeed become accustomed to the kitchen, then could it be that the food that someone had given him several times was the cuisine of habib Khalid?

Check, I'm hallucinating again. Inner Aish mocked herself.

He shook his head in embarrassment as he withdrew his gaze from the back of Habib Khalid.

Although already using some fresh ingredients to eliminate the fishy smell, but still can not stop the fishy smell of catfish spread completely in the kitchen.

It smells really bad. Making Aish's forehead frown uncomfortable when kissing her. From a small Aish does not like catfish, eels, or other freshwater fish. Even sea fish alone was not very attractive to him so he rarely ate it when going to the place to eat.

Suddenly a strong hand reached out to him a gray handkerchief.

Aish suddenly raised her head, in a flash her eyelids twitched lightly staring directly at the owner of the gray handkerchief so close to her.

"Well.." Aish had trouble speaking, no, rather she was so nervous that she was at a loss for words to speak.

Habib Khalid's dark eyes shone clear, his impeccably handsome face smiling gently gazing helplessly at Aish's adorable mannerisms. Unknowingly his attitude instantly softened in front of this girl.

"The smell is very fishy. Wear this to cover it." Habib Khalid still stretched out his hand.

Aish stunned. For a moment his heart warmed to the small attention of the habib Khalid. In his heart he wondered why Habib Khalid was so sensitive to him when they had just met, while his own family who had always cared for him from childhood was not as concerned as Habib Khalid.

This...maybe it's a coincidence, right?

"I can hold it." Aish wanted to take it but she was afraid of being embarrassed.

"You don't like it. Just take. I'm sure you'll love it after that." Urged habib Khalid to hold out his hand.

Aish was overwhelmed by the insistence of Habib Khalid and his heart also instantly crazed to make a fuss. Sweet and warm, Aish slowly felt her cheeks warm up again and she knew that her face might be very red at this time. Embarrassed, he lowered his head avoiding the dark eyes of the habib, his wet apricot eyes silently looking at the grey handkerchief in the hands of habib Khalid. Then his long wet and trembling hand moved hesitantly reaching out to the gray handkerchief from the hand of habib Khalid.

It's warm!

Aish sensed the temperature trail that Habib Khalid had left on the grey handkerchief. The tracks are still warm, Aish is really not willing to let go. Secretly his hands were creeping strongly over the gray handkerchief as if trying to absorb all the temperature that Habib Khalid had left there.

"Thank you, habib. I'll return this handkerchief tomorrow after washing it." Said reluctant.

As in the drama, Aish thought habib Khalid would refuse but his guess was wrong because habib Khalid was waiting for his handkerchief to return!

"Take your time. By the way it's a mistake, Aish, I'd rather you call me 'sister Khalid' than habib." Habib Khalid reminded.

"Oh," Aish also knew he was wrong to call but how else, here was Umi so at least she had to be polite, right?

"I made a mistake." Aish is so embarrassed.

Didn't Habib Khalid calculate Umi's whereabouts in this kitchen?

Habib Khalid humbly nodded.

"Well, this is a mistake. This time I will forgive you but the story will be different the next time. If you make another mistake, "Simply speaking,".I'll punish you." Then left Aish who was dazed on the spot.

Aish head circuit instantly got into trouble. It was as if there was a virus that suddenly attacked making the ability to think his head became slow.

But..but, habib Khalid said what?

I'll punish you...

Ah, Aish's face is instantly hot!

He was very embarrassed and immediately crouched behind the table, hiding his figure from anyone's sight to disguise his embarrassment.

"What's wrong with me?" His murmur asked strangely but his lips had long formed a smile line.

"Hem?" There was a sweet fragrance drifting gently from the grey handkerchief habib Khalid gave.

The taste is very sweet, but not greasy and impressed refreshing. This fragrance was already very familiar to Aish because he often kissed her from the prayer beads that Habib Khalid gave her that night.

"Rose flowers," Aish inhaled it while closing her eyes, looking very drunk.

That is what Habib Khalid said. He'll love it, but...

"Why do the things that brother Khalid gave me always have the fragrance of roses?" Aish felt astonished at once sweet.

Inevitably this heart secretly guessed a thought, could it be...

Hem, the article of roses always symbolizes love so who does not misunderstand, try?