When Love Is Afflicting
Expect too much.

"Allowed" replied Ustadz Bilal smiling.

"Thank you Mr. Ustadz" Shaka replied, then turned his body towards Annisa who was still in her place standing from earlier.

"Assalamu alaikum, Annisa" said Shaka greeting Annisa who from earlier silently lowered his head.

"Greetings Walaikum" Annisa replies without seeing Shaka.

"Annisa, here I stand before you, to propose to you. But not just for myself. But as for my religion, I want to turn you in, to perfect my Islamic faith." Shaka paused his sentence for a while, then continued speaking again." Annisa, will you be my life partner?. Accompany me to reach for the riddho of God, worship with me?."

Annisa raised her face briefly towards Shaka, then lowered her head back.

"How dear?, was my child's proposal accepted?" asked Bu Drabia who was standing behind the two of them.

"If I take it, what will you give me?" ask Annisa.

"My religion, my love and my love" Shaka replied with such confidence.

"How's it?" ask Ms. Drabia again.

Annisa nodded her head while smiling.

"I didn't hear" Shaka said with a big smile .

Indeed Annisa did not say, how to want to be able to hear.

"Reported dearly" said Mama Aqeela who was standing beside Annisa.

Annisa glanced at Shaka in annoyance. Is it not enough to answer with a nod of the head?, making Annisa embarrassed.

"Received no?" ask Shaka again.

"Thank you! accept that! accept!" exclaims Salwa, Hasna, Calix, Ferel, Dzaki and Dafi, along with cousin and niece Annisa who are in the room.

Annisa was singing her lips with a smiling face towards her best friend.

"Don't be shy, Annisa!" exclamation Ferel.

"accepted"

**

"O Allah, I am sincere in all your provisions. But I beg you, this steadfast heart accepts the fact that Annisa is not for me. Forgive all my sins for this day and the next. For the servant will never escape from wrong and sin. Amiem!."

Furqon rubbed his palms against his face as he ended his prayer, while removing the clear liquid that had flowed from the corner of his eyes.

Annisa, the girl who had been stored for ten years in her heart. Now it's officially applied to a man named Shaka. With just a little more left, Furqon would lose hope of getting Annisa.

'Maybe I was too hopeful, so God decided my hope' Inner Furqon.

'Astaqfirullohal 'favour!.'

Furqon stood on top of his alphabet. After storing it with gloves and sturdy clothes that are worn. Furqon went straight up to the bed to rest. But Furqon could not sleep, despite having changed his position repeatedly, even though the night had shown at two in the morning. Her heart was sad again, considering Annisa was soon to be married to Shaka. Furqon continued to think of Annisa, continuing to imagine the face of the teenage girl.

**

So did Annisa who was lying on her bed. In a week, Annisa's wedding will be titled. Given that, instead of Annisa being happy, even Annisa felt increasingly upset.

'O Allah, help me forget the inner Ustadz Furqon of Annisa.

I don't know how many times Annisa changed her sleeping position, but Annisa's eyes are reluctant to fall asleep. Furqon's face continued to dance nari in her eye pelupuk. Furqon said the last time they met this afternoon at school, it kept ringing in Annisa's ears.

"Oh God!" said Annisa directly sat her body, and randomized her long hair until it fell apart.

"If it goes on like this, I'll go crazy. Ustadz Furqon was like a ghost coming over me" Annisa's monologue frustrated.

Suddenly Annisa felt her eyes sore like burning smoke. Annisa also rubbed her glass eyes.

'Shaka, Shaka, Shaka, Shaka....'

Annisa continued to speak the name of Shaka in her heart, so that Furqon would get out of her mind.

**

While Shaka who was already in his room was like that. The teenage boy who was ready to get married was unable to sleep. Shaka continues to dream, dream, think about his life later after marriage. There are no more limits later with Annisa. They are free to hold hands while walking, can cuddle, and can smell a kiss.

"Oh!"

Shaka breathes his mouth rough, given his agreement with Ustadz Bilal, who cannot mix with Annisa before they graduate school.

Shaka ruffled his hair violently. Think whether he is capable or not. It feels so heavy. He was a normal man.

'Dha!'

Shaka's face changed brightly when he found out something.

'I can ask Annisa for help, right?. If the gentleman rampages' Shaka's inner self again.

'Hm hm hm hm...!. I'm sure, Annisa must have screamed at the first time's gentleman.'

Shaka laughed inwardly as he imagined Annisa seeing her beloved sister.

'Astaqfirullohal 'azim!' shaka's mind again, realized with his mind that had gone where.

Shaka ruffled his hair, unable to sleep. After officially proposing to Annisa earlier. Shaka was too happy, so his eyes were reluctant to fall asleep. The pretty face of Annisa earlier, continued dancing nari on her eyelids. Like an angel of heaven descending from heaven.

**

Tok tok !

"Annisa! why not come out yet?. It's seven o'clock!. The driver has been waiting for you!" mama Aqeela shouted while knocking on the door of Annisa's room.

The clock had shown at seven in the morning, Annisa had not yet come out of her room. Today, Annisa Haris goes to school again.

"Annisa!" mama Aqeela shouted again, because Annisa had not yet opened the door, and the door of her room was locked from the inside.

"His annisa hasn't woken up yet?" asked Umi Hani, following to the second floor of the house, heard her husband's ex-wife yelling to call Annisa.

"Where is the spare key to this room?, it looks like Annisa has not woken up" asked Mama Aqeela.

"So soon Brother." Umi Hani immediately stepped down the stairs of the house, to ask her husband, where is the key to Annisa's spare room.

Up to the bottom of the house, Bilal who was holding baby Han nimang, frowned to see Umi Hani's face pouting.

"Why you?" ustadz asked Bilal to his wife, but he knew the answer. His ex-wife is staying at their house. His wife's face always looked sour in front of him.

"Where's Annisa's spare room key?" ask Umi Hani, ketus.

"Annisa's not awake yet?" ask Bilal.

"Yes" replied Umi Hani further pursed her lips.

"That's in the drawer there!" point Bilal with his chin towards the table in front of their room.

Umi Hani also stepped her feet with a slight stomping stomp. Angry annoyed, her husband should not allow his ex-wife to stay overnight. But to say that, Umi Hani did not dare. And also, worried Annisa could hate him.

"Aqeela is my cousin. And I let her stay here, it's for Annisa's sake. I think Aqeela would do it for Annisa."

Umi Hani immediately turned her body towards Ustadz Bilal who was already standing behind her.

"Ehem! relax, I have no intention to return to the great-grandson" said Mama Aqeela arrived.

*connect