The Stain Behind Khimar
CHAPTRE 15

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"Dhika!"

Dhika flinched and looked at the man before her.

"Remember! Q.S An-Nur verse 30!"

"Tell the men of faith: “Must they withhold their eyes, and keep their genitals; that is holier to them, Verily Allah is All-Knowing of what they do. " (QS An-Nur :30)

Dhika's face was flushed with embarrassment. The man next to him is one of the young Ustad here as well. But he just got married.

"Yes," said Dhika while throwing his face. Shame when caught staring at a woman from a distance.

"If you can't stand it, get married." Dhika looked at her friend with dislike eyes.

"I'm sorry, I don't mean anything. Ane just reminded as a friend to keep antum from zina."

"About marriage," Dhika grumbled in a seductive tone. The man laughed.

"Yes Dhik, good marriage. It is halal to be able to date!" Dhika.

His eyes looked back at the women who were preparing all sorts of food and the notch to break their fast. It was seen a woman hugging Asthma. They speak familiarly.

"It's true my guess." Dhika turned her gaze.

"Did you know Asma?" The man next to her nodded.

"We were an orphanage together. Fatimah and Asma always followed me everywhere." the eyes of the man with the mature brown skin looked up. A flash of past memories appeared about him and the two women who were there. Who was talking with happy laughter. Occasionally his wife, Fatimah rubbed water in the corner of the eye. Shows moved by an unexpected meeting.

"Antum was in the parlor?" dhika's eyes grew in disbelief. He knew the man in front of him. Ustad Zidan is the eldest son of a famous culinary entrepreneur in the city.

Zidan looked at Dhika. Then smile and nod. "I'm Papa's foster son."

Zidan's eyes looked at Fatimah and Asma. When they were children, the two men always fought for small things. But for both of them it's a big thing. They always fight over Zidan. Once, they fought until Fatimah cried. Zidan who was new from the toilet was surprised by the two girls he had considered his sister. Asthma who did not cry and the look on her face actually looks satisfied and happy making Zidan think that something bad happened.

Sure enough, Fatimah complained she lost the game. Asthma was only 5 years old. Fatimah 7 and Zidan 9. Fatimah said they played and took the deal. One of those who wins can be Zidan's wife while the loser has to give up.

Asma who at that time did not know what the meaning of the word 'wife' only agreed and was happy when Fatimah said that a wife will always be on the husband's side. Asma and Zidan will always be together. Of course, a little girl like Asthma was very happy. Zidan shook his head. The ridiculous deal of the two girls he cared about made him laugh.

Who would have thought, they started to separate one by one. Still he remembered when Fatimah first went with her two adoptive parents. He said that when he was an adult he met Zidan. He'll propose to her. As the story of Khadijah who proposed to Rosulullah told by Ummi Maryam.

Zidan just smiled and gave some advice to Fatimah. For him, Asma and Fatimah would only be his sister. Shortly after that Zidan got foster parents. Asthma was crying and roaring loudly. All the nannies in the parlor including Ummi Maryam calmed her down.

It's very hard for Zidan to leave. He is comfortable with Asma and several other orphanage children. The place is the place. The babysitter was very nice and attentive. Zidan knows, there's a lot of terrible orphanages. That's why Zidan felt lucky while living there. But Zidan eventually left, because both parents only wanted a son with the right age and personality like Zidan at that time.

Zidan lived a new life with his parents. In his heart, he was determined to find Fatimah and Asma. He hopes Asma is still in the home. When he returned to the home, Asthma was gone. Not out of sense, Zidan asked for the address of his adoptive parents. But by then, the house was empty and neighbors there said they had moved out.

While Fatimah, they met unexpectedly.he was one campus with Fatimah. Zidan's view of course changed when he saw Fatimah who had become a beautiful girl with hijab and style of young people. It really made him fall in love and no longer consider Fatimah as his own sister.

"Zidan!"

His daydreams were up and he looked at Dhika with a look in his eyes.

"No, why?"

"No papa." silently, Dhika breathed a sigh of relief. He thinks Zidan knows about Ida. Dhika remembers her brother's match. She knew her brother was planning a reasonable reason to refuse an arranged marriage.

Yeah, Reno doesn't want to marry Ida. And he hasn't been told Dhika about it when Ida confessed everything. Now, if Reno manages to resist this matchmaking on their Abi and Ummi. Ida would have thought, that Reno already knew about the disappearance of the crown girl Ida. And that would make Ida even more insecure and probably feel.

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"Sana gih bath Mas," said Fatimah with a smile. Zidan hugged Fatimah and kissed her on the head. His wife's fragrance was so sharp in her senses. His wife's hair was wet, indicating he was after bathing and shampooing. For a month he felt this. When she opened the door, a woman greeted her with a sweet smile.

"Mas, remember. We are fasting again," said Fatimah softly as her husband continued to wipe her back gently. Zidan chuckled then headed for the bathroom. Because it is already evening and adhan maghrib will soon reverberate.

Fatimah rubbed her hair with a towel and sat on the edge of the bed. His eyes stared blankly remembering Asthma.

Moments later, Zidan came out of the bathroom and saw a dreamy looking Fatimah, he rushed to put on a blue cocoa shirt and sat next to his wife. Take slowly the towel in the tiny hand. Fatimah jerks.

"Let Ade aja Mas ...." Zidan smiled and looked at Fatimah with disapproving eyes. He then rubbed his wife's hair that was still wet slowly

"Wouldn't it be that shampooing can break the fast?" Fatimah chuckles.

"Once upon a time, we believed in the rich. Though there is no reason," said Zidan with a small laugh.

"It's so ridiculous, my God." Fatimah.

"Why did you daydream?" Fatimah fell silent and exhaled a rough breath.

"Fear Mas taken Asthma?" Fatimah was laughing again. Zidan was always smart in melting the atmosphere. Humorous and impressive figure.

"No, it's Ade's property" said Fatimah proudly. A memory emerged, when his plan failed because Zidan proposed to him first but everything went on with happiness.

"Have you met Asthma?" Fatimah turned and looked at her husband.

"Not yet, just a glance at you because Dhika ngeliatin Asma mulu." Fatimah's eyes rounded. He did not expect the famous Ustad Dhika cold with women showed interest in Asthma.

"The victory of Asma whose name is Ida said her future sister-in-law Dhika," said Fatimah while shaking her head.

"Well, yeah De. Asthma same Dhika. Ida's with her sister. It fits, "saidan said.

"Still not answered, do not want the same story Mas yaa?" Fatimah looked into Zidan's eyes. A black eye. Highlight the firm eyes when the words do not want to be denied and the soft eyes when reprimanding him with love.

Fatimah is a bit spoiled. Previously she was just a spoiled girl. Hijab is only his body but not his heart. Slowly Zidan led her to become a better woman. Bring him this pesantren because Zidan teaches here. They occupied one of the teachers' dormitories.

"That's daydreaming again." Fatimah jerks.

"Don't make Mas worried, don't-don't Asma really want to take Mas yaa?" Fatimah laughed but one clear feather fell in the corner of her pretty eyes

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