GOD, LOVE
MC 9

"Why did you take Wafri from me, Yumna? didn't you know that I loved and admired Wafri a long time ago? even when we were kids, was there really no pride in you anymore, so you teased her and made her marry you?"

Yumna's chest aches with Salma's words. "Astaghfirullahal'adzim." Yumna shook her head. "It's not like that, Ma'am, I can explain it."

"No need for you to explain it to me, I already know everything. One thing you should know Yumna, I'm Salma .. I'm very disappointed and hate you!" salma said, emphasizing her words and pointing at Yumna's face, and she left Yumna's room.

Yumna was jolted and shocked by Salma's clasping, she cried and sat down in front of her room. For a long time he cried on the floor of his room, then he stood up to fetch water and perform prayers. After praying he prayed for forgiveness with everything that had happened, he felt guilty for making Salma sad.

Yumna realized, she was also part of the cause of everything that happened. If only from the beginning he could be more resolute to refuse this marriage, maybe Salma would not be this angry and sad against him, but rice has become porridge all has happened. Even his beloved brother was so angry and disappointed with him.

'There is no self-respect' said Salma ringing in Yumna's head. He wept squeezing the clothes on his chest, regretting his mistake of daring to love his own future sister-in-law.

The Flashback

At first Yumna only admired Wafri as a teacher who taught him and his other friends. He admired the male figure with his personality, Wafri men are intelligent, firm sometimes humorous and also sholeh. That's how Yumna saw the figure of Wafri. But he did not expect that Wafri kept more flavor to himself.

Yumna is often told by her friend, Riska. Ustadz Wafri often steals the view of seeing himself.

"Yumna, it seems like Ustad wafri likes you, I often see him glancing at you."

"You can't talk recklessly Riska, where there's such a thing. Maybe he was accidentally staring at me when you saw him," said Yumna avoiding the talk of Riska's best friend.

Even when Yumna and her friends practiced archery and horse riding, Wafri would give some drinks for her and her friends.

"I'm sure Ustadz Wafri gave this drink to you, but he couldn't have done it. Hence, in order not to seem attentive to you he bought us all." again Riska expressed her opinion. Yumna just smiled thinly, he did not respond to Riska's speech, because according to him Ustadz Wafri did that for him, it was because Ustad Wafri considered him to be his sister-in-law.

And one day Yumna went to a supermarket, bought some necessities that her mother asked for help. Yumna went on a motorcycle. When he came home from the supermarket suddenly his motorcycle broke down on the road, he tried to contact his father but it turned out that his cell phone battery was running out. Yumna tried to find a workshop near her, but she did not find.

It was not long before a sedan car stopped near Yumna. It turns out that this person is Wafri.

"Yumna what are you doing here? is there a problem with your bike?" ask wafri

"Yes Ustadz. I just came home from buying some mother's orders, it turns out the bike even broke down."

"It just so happens that this area, if the workshop is closed at this hour, do you want me to take you home? later the bike let me tell the person who brought it," asked Wafri.

Yumna looked at the clock on her wrist already showing the entry of maghrib time. And she also thought, that Wafri was her brother's future husband, so asking for help from him didn't make her father angry.

"What's not a hassle Ustadz?"

"No, I will take you first, after that I will return home" replied the wafri.

Yumna got into the car, Wafri drove his vehicle and drove Yumna home. During the journey, the two of them were just silent no one started the conversation. Yumna still felt nervous like this with a man who was not her mahram. Not how long the car carried by wafri arrived at the Yumna yard.

"Thank you Ustadz for the ride, then I go in first" Yumna said.

"Together" replied Wafri.

When Yumna was about to open the door of her car she opened it, because she heard Wafri calling her.

"Yumna, can I talk to you for a second?"

"But ... "

"A moment, after that you can get out of the car."

Yumna sat down as before and lowered her head, waiting for what Wafri would say.

'Deg's'

Yumna who was still subduing, widened her eyes, surprised to hear Wafri's words. Yumna's heart was beating and rustling, she squeezed her hand.

"Sorry, I-I mean Ustadz?" ask Yumna nervously.

"Yes, as I said. I love you, I love you." Yumna gulped her saliva hearing Wafri's confession.

"But Ustad can't do that, can't have feelings for me, because Ustadz has already said, Salma" said Yumna, still bowing her head.

Wafri sighed. I know that, but it's not my fault that my feelings grow for you" said Wafri, who was still looking ahead and holding the steering wheel.

Yumna who felt the air around her was different and her feelings also began to be uncomfortable, she was ready to immediately get out of the car.

"Sorry, Ustazd I have to go home immediately, Excuse me ... Assalamualaikum" Yumna said without hearing Wafri's reply.

The Flashback Of

In the morning at the dinner table which is usually full of cheer this morning all look silent and moody. Mother Laila could see the faces of her two daughters who were swollen from crying, she could guess that Yumna or Salma had spoken to each other.

in their silence, a man came in and said his greetings, thus breaking their Daydream.

"Assalamualaik."

Everyone turned to the source of the voice which turned out to be Wafri. Wafri was surprised to see Salma's presence among the people sitting at the dinner table.

"Waalaikumsalam," they answered slowly.

Salma who saw the presence of Wafri stood up and left the dining table.

"Sorry, Dad ... Mother, Salma is full, Salma wants to go back to the room first."

Salma immediately left the dining table, Kiai Malik did not intercept Salma, because he understood the situation. Yumna did not say a word, she spoke a thousand languages. Wafri frowned looking at Salma who was leaving.

"Son Wafri, please sit down! let's have breakfast," take Kiai Malik.

Wafri sat next to his wife. Yumna had breakfast for her husband. Since they were married and Wafri decided to stay in the special dormitory of Ustadz, Wafri would always come to Kiai Malik's house at midnight and return before dawn prayers, He will also come in the morning at breakfast and they will have breakfast together. Just as it happened this morning, Wafri did not know the arrival of Salma, he came like the previous days.

"Eat first, Mas," said Yumna thrust a plate filled with food.

Wafri nodded his head, he could see Yumna's eyes that had been swollen from crying. Wapri deliberately did not ask especially so as not to spoil the atmosphere of breakfast in the morning today. After breakfast, Yumna tidied the dinner table and lifted the dirty dishes to the kitchen sink. Wafri followed Yumna from behind.

"Did Salma know about our marriage?" tanya Wafri who was standing behind Yumna.

Yumna was still facing the sink, she did not answer her husband's question.His shoulders seemed to shake and sobs were heard softly. Wafri could see that his wife was not well. He turned Yumna's body and hugged her.

" Hikscus ... Sister Salma is angry with me, Mas. He hates me so much, he's so disappointed in me, it's all my fault."

"You don't have to blame yourself like that, later I will explain to him because I am guilty in this matter" Wafri said as he rubbed Yumna's back.

Salma went into the kitchen and saw Yumna who was in the arms of Wafri, her chest was very tight and hot to see the scene. He placed the glass roughly on the table then turned around and rushed out of the kitchen.

"Yumna, wait!" call Wafri.