
Aiza widened her eyes. He was getting fed up with all those angkot residents. How could they support Akhmar? The driver has been smiling ever since.
None of the occupants are real!
“Means to mengilangin sambek, you also want to be kissed?” chirp Akhmar flatly, then peek at Aiza's face which has since been turned away from her face.
“Stop, Om!” yell Aiza commanding driver.
Angkot pulled over and stopped. Aiza got off, walking with brisk steps down the road. Because of the restless guys in angkot, Aiza so down before arriving at the destination. The house is still a bit far away. And he had to travel a good distance. The sun was stinging on her white skin. Just for a moment, a sweaty streak reached the surface of his face.
It seemed like the clouds above were being kind, Aiza was spared from the scorching heat of the sun covered with clouds above her head. Aiza smiled enjoying the gift of the good cloud.
Oh no! Aiza was wrong, it was not a cloud that became the protector of her head, but a large book that was just an inch above her head.
Aiza suddenly jumped away from Akhmar who was grim at her side while holding the ledger.
“You again? Why do you keep following me?” aiza was very angry. His pure white face was reddened by the flow of blood spurting onto the surface of his face.
“Don't deketin me, don't follow me. I don't like your crazy way. Understand?” snapping Aiza harder.
Akhmar smiled cemeeh. “You're too arrogant, Za. There is no need to be this arrogant to show that you are a good woman. I saved you from that delinquent thug who chased you that night. If there is no me, you are already in.”.
Akhmar's words were cut off, unable to continue.
Not responding to Akhmar's words, Aiza even fell silent and looked seriously at Akhmar's face, also watching the posture of the man in front of her. Aiza recalled their condition was very gripping in the pitch-black night. And yes, the man did save her, but it also plunged her into new trouble. And one thing that Aiza could not forget, the man snapped at her that night.
“I don't need anyone else's judgment of me!” ketus Aiza's. “And what about his memorization letter? Have you memorized yet?”
“You owe me.” Aiza passes through Akhmar.
Akhmar let Aiza go.
***
"Jul, do you know the application of the Quran? Search in the app store and send it to me!" akhmar's word as he hangs out with his friends in an ordinary place, a tongkrongan chair that everyday is like a second home to them.
Bajul was stunned, then pressed the back of his hand against Akhmar's forehead.
Feeling being measured his body temperature, Akhmar kept his head away from Bajul's hands with a sharp look. "Why lo?"
"Well, I should have, you are not wrong with the application of the Quran. I'm afraid you're in a trance again with jin alim," said Bajul then chuckled.
Atep, Jambrong, and Enyong exchanged glances.
Atep stroked his chin while frowning in wonder. His handsome face was so bent because of the distance thought.
"Gue ask you to nyariin application of the Quran, something wrong? Worrying about judging so?" Akhmar felt innocent. Yes, innocent, just weird. The figure of Akhmar who is far from the word soleh, suddenly interested in the application of that one.
"Gue feels like a dream, this is really Akhmar Mumtadz right?" Bajul patted Akhmar's shoulder.
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