Between the Three Hearts
Chapters. 61 DTH

Imah had prepared to go to Ali's house, he brought her his porridge and deliberately wanted to draw attention to Umi Ali. He did not know if Ali would be betrothed to Hanum Kurniawan because the issue was not widespread in the village. He immediately left the house and walked casually towards Ali's house.

A few minutes later, Imah arrived in front of Ali's house. The distance between his house and Ali was not far, only about three hundred meters away. Imah circulated the view around the house, looking so quiet that he believed there was no one in the house.

"Are bang Ali and Umi not home? It looks like this house is very quiet." muttered Imah spoke to herself, she intended to go back home but the sound of objects falling from inside the house invalidated her intention.

Imah stood at the door of the house, she knocked him and said her greetings.

"Assalamualaikum! Umi, bang Ali!" yell politely.

The sound of the greeting voice then shortly afterwards, the door of the house opened and it was seen Umi immediately developed a smile.

"Eh, son, Imah. What's up, son?" ask the Umi when he sees Imah.

"This, Umi. Bring porridge for Umi and bang Ali." A white plastic bag containing one bowl of porridge.

"Oh my goodness, why bother like this? Thank you, son." Umi accepted with pleasure.

"Name-sama, Umi. Don't bother, I happened to make it a lot. Abah asks Imah to make durian porridge and finally Imah cooks too much."

"Thank you once again, child. Oh yeah, you want to go in first or what? Come on!" invite Umi to invite Imah.

"Eh, no need, Umi. Sorry Imah just go home," replied Imah while glancing into the house.

Umi understood what Imah was looking for, she smiled and immediately said it.

"You're looking for Ali, huh?"

Sontak Imah was nervous to hear a question from Umi.

"No, Umi. I'm sorry, then excuse me. Assalamualaikum,"

"Waalaikumsalam" replied Umi, shaking her head and entering the house.

While Ica, she had been conscious for two days from her stupor and she was currently traveling around the village. He breathed fresh air in the afternoon, it felt very relieved and again the view of the green rice field was able to make Ica smile happily.

He is very friendly with the surrounding residents, even many young people who admire the beauty of Ica. They were blown away just by seeing the smile Ica had licked.

"Good afternoon, Neng Aul." said the twenty-eight-year-old man.

"Sore, bang." replied Ica with a smile.

The man named Anton just shook his head, his saliva almost dripping when he saw a beautiful face that was innocent without makeup belonging to Ica at close range.

"The beauty of God's creation, so perfect and not tired of being looked at" said Anton while looking at the back of Ica.

He stepped back to return home as the day was almost nearing the Maghrib.

Ica continued walking towards the house, she was already satisfied to see the surrounding scenery that she might have forgotten all along. She feels completely unfamiliar with the place, but Ica tries to remember Siska's message if she must not over-exert her memory to recover.

When passing through the mosque, Ica's steps immediately came to a halt when she heard the voice of someone teaching inside. The sound was very melodious and made anyone who heard it would be difficult to switch from there. Ica stepped foot into the mosque area, she peeked into the mosque to see who the man who had the golden voice was.

''I don't see it, do I? I wonder about the owner of that voice." Ica lowered her head, she looked back inside the mosque but the person she was teaching was nowhere to be seen.

Ica decided to leave there after the voice stopped, but she did not step on her feet when she heard someone's greeting. Suddenly it made Ica turn her head and she was grounded with the presence of a handsome and sweet man who was already standing behind her.

"Assalamualaikum," Ali greeted with a greeting.

Ica just fell silent as she continued to stare at Ali's face, she was as if hypnotized by the good looks.

"Assynnya!" ali said again with a slightly tight voice because he saw Ica who was just silently sculpting.

"Waalaikumsalam," Ica replied spontaneously.

Ali smiled thinly. "Sorry, who are you looking for, huh?" tanyakanya.

Because, Ali did not know if the girl in front of him was currently the adopted daughter of the Kurniawan family. He did not hear news of the drifting girl found right by the river. Ali's job is not only to become a salary teacher but he also works as an honor teacher in one of the junior high schools.

Ali came home from work at three in the afternoon, he took the time to teach the children to teach at five in the afternoon until eight in the evening after the Islamic prayer. All the citizens know Ali very well, they even thank Ali for being willing to teach their children about the Quran and so on.

"I, I just accidentally passed by and heard a voice teaching from inside there." Ica pointed to the mosque. "What is your voice?" ask him to break the curiosity.

''Yes," said Ali briefly with a faint smile.

"Your voice is very melodious, Sir.'' said Ica calling Ali as Father.

Ali only chuckled softly when Ica called out to him like that.

"What's wrong?" ask Ica wonder.

"Formerly, thank you for saying that my voice is sweet. But why do you call me Sir?"

"You can call me bang like all the villagers call me."

"dude? Bang who? I mean, can I know what your name is?"

"Ali." sahut Ali introduced his name.

"I am Aulia," Ica reached out but Ali did not reply to the offer, preferring to clench both hands in front of the chest.

Ica was embarrassed and in the end she wiped her hands on the end of the shirt.

"Sorry!" ali felt bad. "We're not believers so we can't touch each other."

Ica was more amazed to see Ali, his attitude, his nature, made Ica fascinated and immediately liked Ali. He had just seen a man like Ali who had a very awake courtesy.

"Where is your house? Looks like I just saw you this time," Ali asked as he looked at Ica.

"I'm Kurniawan family, why did you just see me? Wasn't I born and raised in this village?" Ica became astonished at the speech that Ali made.

"But—" Ali's remark was truncated due to a call from Uminya.

"Original!" call the Umi a little tight to divert the two young people.

Umi walked quickly towards Ali and Ica.

"Assalamualaikum," said the Umi after being near Ali.

"Waalaikumsalam" Ali and Ica said simultaneously.

Umi smiled towards Ica. "Ali, did you forget what time it was? Soon Maghrib and you should be making the Adhan, son."

Ica looked towards the sky, the weather was almost dark and it made Ica decide to go home.

"Mom, I'm going home, okay? The weather is almost dark." said Ica smiling kindly.

"Yes, Son. Sorry, Umi's bothering you both. Next time you can still chat again." said the Umi who deliberately made Ica to go from there.

Ica said hello and was answered by Umi as well as Ali. After Ica left, Umi glanced at Ali sharply.

Ali frowned in astonishment at the attitude of the Umi.

"Umi why? How's her face like that?"

"Do you not know who he is?" ask the Umi.

"Of course Ali knew, he said if his name was Aulia and he was from the Kurniawan family. Right, Umi? But why did Ali see her this time, was she aunt Siska's niece?"

Umi patted Ali's shoulder slightly tight.

"You didn't say or ask her anything, did you?"

"What's the matter, Umi? What's wrong with that girl?"

Umi begins to tell if Aulia is a girl who was found drifting and lying on the river bank. He had amnesia due to a hard blow to his head. Because his face is similar to Almarhumah Aulia, the youngest daughter of the Kurniawan family, making Siska and Bahri pick him up as a child. Umi heard the news when she went to the stall earlier and the village chief Ma told her.

Ali just nodded, deserved to see Ica's astonished face when she said that she had just seen Ica in the village.

"Therefore, Umi asks that you do not ask anything about Aulia or everyday and others. You understand, don't you, son?" ask the Umi.

Ali nodded in understanding.

Umi could sigh with relief because her son had not had time to say anything to Ica, if he had been late and Ali had said what made Ica would think hard, he said, then I don't know what happens next.

While Ica, she still thinks and wonders what Ali said to her.

"She said she just saw me in this village? Where have I been all this time?" murmured Ica while holding her head that hurt.

He stopped thinking about it for fear of something bad happening to himself.

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