The Story of the Children of the Juragan
22. Caught
Wulan observed the neatly arranged book on the shelf, then just took one, opened it and then read a glimpse of the contents inside. Salman followed her while paying attention to what the girl was doing.
Shortly after, Laura's mother came with a tray containing a pot of drinks and snacks.
"Son, let's have a drink together enjoy this snack first." take mama Laura to the youngsters.
"Thank you Auntie." replied Wulan, while walking towards mama Laura who was already sitting facing the table. Salman is approaching.
Wulan took one piece of cake and chewed it.
"Hem, that's delicious. Aunty made the cake."
"Prayer first." Salman reminded. While the mother who saw him just carved a smile, his son was always a good alarm for everyone in his house.
Wulan who heard Salman's advice, immediately stopped chewing. Then berdo'a. Now, mama Laura and Salman were surprised, because the girl made a prayer movement that was not the same as them. After that, Wulan went back to devouring the pieces of cake.
"Sorry Auntie, Wulan ate it too fast" said Wulan, noticing that Laura and Salman's mama were looking at her a little strangely.
"It's okay, spent the cake. In the kitchen there are still many, if Wulan wants, later Aunty can get it to take home." mama Laura bargained with a smile.
"May Aunty, thank you." said Wulan with a smile.
Salman looked back at the girl without a blink. Usually people will hesitate to accept other people's gifts, but that does not apply to Wulan.
'Astaghfirullah, this girl does not have any shame. Play yes-yes only.' inner Salman astonishment.
"Yes already, Auntie lives to the back. You can read the book at will." said Laura's mother, Wulan nodded at her with a smile.
"You don't have any embarrassment anyway, at bargain my mama cake just want to."
Wulan looked at Salman while frowning.
He began to read the business book he brought earlier while enjoying the cake voraciously. Salman has not been able to dispel his sense of herd in the girl before him.
"You're non-Muslim?" cetus Salman made Wulan choke.
Salman hurriedly poured the drink in the glass and thrust it at Wulan. The girl immediately drank it to the toilet.
"Where did Salman know?" asked Wulan a little doubtful.
"When you prayed."
Wulan had only realized her error. Suddenly his heart skipped a beat, like a thief afraid of being discovered.
He did not want Salman and his family to know the difference. Because it will make it more difficult to get close to the man of his heart.
But anyway, it was his religion, he had to admit it. Finally he nodded his head while looking down. The flower-flowered heart just now, slowly began to wither.
"Didn't you like to be friends with non-Muslims?" lirih Wulan's. Salman also nodded.
"I'm friends with anyone. Because the more friends, the more sustenance we get. But a man's religion also depends on the religion of his friend. Among friends there will be coloring and coloring. That's why we need to be more careful. In order not to be colored by friends who have different understandings with us."
"meaning?" Wulan frowned in confusion, and looked intensely at Salman, like a disciple who was watching his teacher seriously.
"Aren't you afraid that one day you will be colored by my understanding?"
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