In My Hijrah
see you first II

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"o Allah" said alwan while rubbing his face, with mixed feelings, there was a sense of hesitation to go back into the room fatih hospital.

Alwan only modar shower in that place, with a heartbeat that is still pounding. "this heart feels like running out of a marathon. He does herasain yah? at the time when his hand was stuck to my chest earlier." muttered alwan who touched his chest.

While Syila who was washing her face in the bathroom, hoping afterwards will feel a little calm. Every now and then please smile, remembering the events that he just experienced.

"His heart rate, so felt" she muttered with a smile, while remembering the face of Syila.

Syila who is finished, approaching fatih.

"how are you feeling, are you feeling good?" ask syila after returning from the bathroom.

"Alhamdulillah, as you see" said Fatih while trying to sit down.

" eitss where are you going, huh,,? " ask the worried syila, holding back the fatih with both hands.

"fatih want to sleep again tea" said fatih trying to lie down. Syila then help fatih to lie down, and change the position of the pillow behind the fatih.

"where did the mongrel run out of?" ask fatih, to the alwan who was back in the room.

"em. finished throwing away the used rice wrap overnight, because if over time the smell can pollute the air. Because here there is no trash can," said alwan, Syila just lowered her head with a smile.

"Oh that.! Oh iyah mang. knowsin, this is called syila tea, kaka my cousin. the person is beautiful mang.?" fatih said with a smile teasing syila.

Syila was shocked by the question that was asked by Fatih. Unintentionally, he pinched his fatih arm with reflexes, staring intently at the fatih.

"aaaw, sick tea" fatih complained that the pinch of syila was slightly tight, leaving red patches on his arm.

"sorry, I forgot that you are sick. Besides you are also sick, again sick too. Masi had time to joke." said syila who sat beside fatih right, alwan was standing on the left side of Fatih.

"who's joking, because the reality is that ka syila is beautiful, so eat it as a celeb in ponpes, right.?" said fatih. alwan just smiled, he felt confused to answer what.

syila could only throw her face down, after seeing the alwan smiling at her.

he knows, if at this time his face back reddened because in the tease continues in front of the alwan.

"Emmm" deham alwan.

"your mother hasn't come back yet, has she,?" tanya alwan switched the conversation.

"Umi was saying, if the number queue is the top. eat it was umi directly nyamperin me and told me to come directly here." said syila

"oh so" said alwan with a smile. while looking at the direction of syila, as well as the smiling syila saw alwan.

"Massyaallah smile and her face is beautiful" whispered alwan in his heart, while turning his eyes to another direction.

"Aduuuuh, my heart is pounding hard gini, my face feels hot," murmured shila in the heart, while accepting a smile.

syila was still down, taking her phone in her bag and checking her phone screen, only to distract her slightly awkward feelings from being calmer.

"don't you take the heandphon, are you not in the cabin anymore,?" ask alwan

"Dad, I happen to be on holiday after the end of last semester." said syila who so' focus hp screen, even though she did not dare to see the face of alwan

"Oh, just pantes?" alwan.

the atmosphere became quiet for a moment. Without them knowing, it turns out that fatih has returned to sleep. Syila saw fatih, and Syila briefly stole a glance at Alwan, then again looked at the screen again with a smile.

Alwan looked at the smiling syila while playing his phone, making the alwan confused about what to discuss, and he could only pay attention to the sleeping fatih, but his height almost matches the alwan. his body bongsor (tall, filled) like aida's mother and father, plus the carrying of his adult attitude like a teenage daughter. if not wearing a uniform, if not, he looks like he's been in 3rd grade or college.

Syila ventured to start a divorce, to break up the world.

"Thank you, mang,?" syila.

alwan frowned. "thank you for what, then,?" asked alwan while glancing towards syila.

"forceful because mang alwan has been guarding and caring for fatih, well." said syila while glancing at alwan, with doubt.

"oh, it's both my duty." said alwan, smiling too.

"Oh yeah, about that? Again I'm sorry."

Syila gave her smile blatantly. "don't worry, it's just a small incident that we didn't intentionally. After all nothing is hurt,?" syila

"yes" alwan nodded with a smile.

"mang alwan has breakfast.?" ask syila.

"alhamdulilah already, I had eaten rice that was brought by the mother of Aidah" said alwan

"mmmm what about the taste of mang cuisine?" ask syila.

"the cuisine is delicious.I like it, it tastes almost like umi dishes at home" replied alwan with a smile.

"Thank God it's so." said Syila who smiled happily.

"if you can just call me alwan or wan? Pinta alwan's

"Emang even mang, is not calling with a mamang call more polite.? I am also not used to calling others by name. At least my age is older than me." said Syila.

"yes, just keep it so old. frankly, I really do not like being called mamang, as well as in pesantren.what else if you are outside, as you say, impressed older. I am more fun in pangil Aa, alwan or wan. more simple" said alwan. who smiled shyly, because asked syila to call him. Like he had asked.

Syila. "Then I call Aa just sounds more polite" said Syila. Alwan was so happy to hear it, the two looked back at each other while showing each other a smile.

"oh yes a, how about the mole? Aa's at home." asked syila.

Alwan is still festering with a smile of shila! "insyaallah, what else has known more than tenacious" said alwan unconsciously.

syila frowned, she was a little confused by what the alwan said, even though she knew the meaning of the words. But syila is not easy to get carried away by the situation itself.

"familiar,? I mean Aa, you know what A is?" syila asked while watching alwan.

Alwan was aware of the question. "oh aaaa mmmm yes know, know the haveless hurup-hurup (aksara without broken) means. if it has been more poultice and understand God willing it must be easier and more comfortable certainly to stay in the pesantren." said alwan. who chuckled while squeezing his own fingers, behind his back, said, and deceive his own mistakes.

"oh so, kirain near what!" syila closed her mouth and laughed. Seeing the movements of the alwan slightly misbehaved.

"almost flabbering" muttered alwan in the heart.

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