When Love Is Afflicting
Heart and liver disease

Annisa, who had gone home from school, unbuttoned her bag that was placed on her desk. Annisa also took out a small piece of cloth that had traces of blood. Annisa grasped the cloth until her hands clenched. Recalling the cold and damp of his earlier hand Furqon was holding his hand.

'Oh my God, the more I want to get away from him, why is he getting closer?' inner Annisa.

Finished changing her school clothes, Annisa went straight outside from the room, stepped her feet towards the washcloth, carrying a handkerchief with her. Annisa will wash the blood until it is clean, then she returns it to the owner.

Annisa didn't want to keep the handkerchief, because it belonged to Furqon. If she threw it away, Annisa felt disrespectful to Furqon who had helped her a little. And maybe Furqon still needs that handkerchief.

"Ouch! how is the blood, hard to lose huh?" ask Annisa who she knows.

He had given a lot of detergent to the handkerchief, had brushed it strong, but the traces of blood his hand was durable attached, not to be lost. So that almost an hour, only Annisa managed to clean the handkerchief.

"do you see the color like this?" annisa said, as she glanced at the color of the handkerchief in front of her face.

"Annisa, what do you do? So much soap?" ask Umi Hani who arrived to come.

Annisa turned to look at the beautiful woman of her father."This is Umi." Annisa showed the handkerchief in her hand towards Umi Hani.

Umi Hani shook her head. Think, wash a piece of handkerchief, until spent a kilo of soap. How about a bucket?. Umi Hani chose to leave that place.

Annisa, who had finished washing Furqon's handkerchief, brought it back into the room, drying it on the balcony.

**

The next day, Annisa steps her foot toward the teacher's office. Annisa went there to meet Furqon, wanting to practice the man's handkerchief. Seeing that Furqon had not yet arrived, Annisa decided to put it on Furqon's desk in the room, and wrote something on a paper that she had torn from the book.

# Sorry to wash it too clean, until the color fades#

Furqon smiled, reading the writing on the small paper.' He's so innocent. He shouldn't have to return this handkerchief' Inner Furqon.

Furqon kept the handkerchief that Annisa had tucked in one of the books on her desk, into her pants pocket. Then stand up from his seat, out of the teacher's room, to teach to one of the classes at the school.

**

"Annisa!"

Annisa who was called immediately turned her head towards Shaka who was running towards her. Annisa frowned, noticed Shaka's handsome face, her smile was very charming, her eyes were slightly narrow, her straight hair was a bit of a natural blonde color. Shaka is very similar to Korean.

"What's wrong?" annisa asked after Shaka stood in front of her.

"Here I bring fried rice for you. I cooked by myself." Shaka gave the lunchbox in his hand to Annisa.

Annisa immediately reviewed her smile and received the lunchbox containing the fried rice.

"It's good that you're good at cooking. You see, I can't cook at all" Annisa said, widening her smile.

"What if I don't have time to cook. We can go-food or hire a maid" Shaka replies. Her parents' money is a lot, so it doesn't matter to Shaka.

Furqon who was passing beside them, could only take a deep breath and let out slowly, hearing Annisa and Shaka talk.

'O Allah, give me even more patience and fortitude. For I cannot challenge the destiny You have set. I loved Annisa God, from before I knew her, until I knew her, and until the little girl was about to marry another man, this love did not change for her.' inner Furqon while walking.

'Who's fast, who's got Ustadz Furqon. After I married Annisa, I hope you stop expecting it' for Shaka to glance at Furqon who was getting away from the corner of her eye.

"Let me take you to your class" Shaka said. Annisa nodded her head, and followed Shaka's steps beside her." yesterday Salwa said you fell in the classroom, and your hands were on people's feet" Shaka said.

"Yes, that guy still makes my angel of heaven hurt." Shaka commented his smile towards Annisa.

"Don't look at me like that." Annisa's face blushed in intense attention by Shaka.

"I can't wait for Sunday" Shaka said.

"Why Sunday?" ask Annisa, but she already knows the answer. On Sunday, they will be officially married. Although not making a big party. But still their parents invited a lot of people.

"Married, baby!" answer Shaka.

The school belonged to Annisa's ancestors. Who dares to forbid, they marry even though they are still students. So they don't have to worry about getting kicked out of school.

"Young! lebay" unknowingly, Annisa hits Shaka's arm, because Shaka calls her dear. Annisa has never been called affectionate by a man other than her father.

"Don't tease me like that, Annisa. We have not been halted" said Shaka smiled widely to reveal his teeth neatly lined up.

"Who's teasing you?." Annisa's face grew increasingly blushing, realizing that she had dared to hit Shaka's arm.

"Not to be ashamed" said Shaka.

Though all this time Annisa is not shy, even Annisa really likes to tease handsome guys at school. But ever since Annisa used her heart, Annisa has been shy. What else soon they will get married, the shame is getting bigger.

"My class has arrived, there goes to your class" Annisa told me after arriving at her class.

"Yes, love. The spirit of learning." Shaka also put his hand gently rubbed the head of Annisa, then passed.

"Cie cie! candidate manten has dared romance ni yeh !" goda Salwa who has arrived first in the class.

"Shaka tuh, sok lebay" Annisa said with sparkling eyes.

"Which face shone, it seemed happy again!" connect Hasna who is sitting next to Annisa.

"Yes dong!" reply Annisa, take her book out of the bag and put it on the table.

**

"Why don't you just stop teaching from that school?. Than you are upset because it is difficult to move on from Annisa" Thariq told Furqon." Mending you focus on taking care of our business. What's more, the wood order has tripled" said Thariq again.

"I don't have a good reason to stop for Ustadz Bilal. And also, I can still hold myself back" Furqon replied leaning her body against the back of the chair.

"Let's just say, if there are more jobs here" Thariq said.

"This love is just a small ordeal" Furqon replied smiling.

Thariq became smiling, and patted his sister's shoulder gently. Furqon seems more determined to face a problem than ever.

"It's up to you, but if it's not strong, just resign. Don't let Annisa get you heart and liver disease."

*connect

# Come on dong, give her spirit to author!