When Love Is Afflicting
Don't make me jealous

"Ustadzah, there's someone looking at us" pointed a child with his chin towards the glass window of the mosque.

Yasmin immediately turned her body in the direction the child pointed in front of her.

'Yasmin's 'Furqon' inner.

"Before a while, Ustadzah got there first" said Yasmin then standing from her seat, walking outside the Mosque to meet the man who was watching them from outside the Mosque.

"Assalamu alaikum, Ustadz Furqon" Yasmin said without noticing the face of the man standing in front of her.

"Greetings mayor" Furqon replied, then sighed slowly to normalize his unreasonable heartbeat. Furqon did not expect if the voice that was so familiar to him was the voice of Yasmin.

"What's Ustadz?" ask Yasmin.

Furqon was speechless unable to answer the simple question of the woman before him. His lips felt too faint to speak. Furqon also did not know what to answer. Because he himself also did not know why he arrived at the terrace of the mosque.

'O Allah, I have been mistaken' in Furqon.

"Your voice reminds me of a little girl, ten years ago, who was on the podium there." Furqon directed his gaze towards the stage that was in the square.

Yasmin reviewed her smile, "You mean Annisa?."

"I love that little girl from her voice without knowing her face" Furqon replied.

"I mean Ustad?" Yasmin frowned, confused.

"Your voice is very similar to that of the little girl. That brought me to the terrace of this mosque" Furqon replied.

Yasmin was silent for a moment.

"My voice and Annisa are very similar. And at that time we were the same as participating in the teaching competition here. We are the same as winning one at that time" replied Yasmin.

"Now I understand" Furqon said.

"Ustadz left a prayer beads to Aunt Fadilah to give to the owner of the voice of the little boy. And Aunt Fadilah gave it to Annisa" explained Yasmin reviewing her smile.

"Where did you find out about that tasbih ?." Furqon cast a glance at Yasmin's face.

Yasmin covered her smile, "Aunte Fadilah told me before they came to propose to Annisa to the house. And at that time, I was on that stage."

Furqon smiled in a slant, then pulled something out of his pants pocket."Worth this bagbih back to me. It turns out that all this time it's been with the wrong people." Furqon showed the prayer beads in his hands to Yasmin.

Yasmin frowned even more as she watched the prayer beads. His memories immediately revolved to ten years ago.

At that time the tilawah race was divided into several groups, adjusted to the level of his age. So that Yasmin and Annisa are different groups, the same can win first place. And when the gift-sharing event and the award charter that time. Umi Fadilah who was in charge of handing over the charter to the stage at that time, gave a prayer beads to Annisa.

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Flashback

"Yasmin, this is for you from Auntie's son" said Umi Fadilah giving a prayer beads to a little girl on the stage.

"My name is Annisa Aunt, Yasmin's sister" said the girl named Annisa hugging Yasmin's arm standing next to her.

"You're Annisa, huh?. Geez, Auntie it's hard to tell you apart. Aunty thought you were Yasmin, your body was bigger. But it's okay, the prayer beads are for you." Umi Fadilah also did not feel good if she had to take the prayer beads from the hands of Annisa.

"Trank you Aunt, the prayer beads are so beautiful, I love it" Anisa replied with a sweet smile.

Umi Fadilah also gently rubbed the head of the sweet and beautiful little girl.

"What's wrong, Yasmin?, her aunt took care of Annisa. Later Aunt bought a new one for the future daughter-in-law of this Aunt" said Umi Fadilah to Yasmin who stood beside Annisa.

"What's wrong, Auntie" replied Yasmin commenting on her smile.

Flashback finish

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"Shaka" called Annisa to Shaka who was sitting next to her while reading a book.

Annisa who was lying next to Shaka clucked and sat down, taking the book from Shaka's hand.

"What's my wife?" shaka asked looking at Annisa's pouting face.

"Ustadz Fur...."

"I don't like to hear that name" Shaka cut up quickly and sounded annoyed.

"Ustad...."

"Annisa, don't make me jealous" Shaka said.

"Yes, I don't say his name anymore. But how do I deliver it?" annisa said while thinking.

"I know, the important thing is never to mention the man's name in front of me or behind me" Shaka said.

"It's so handsome that my husband is jealous again" said Annisa smiling sweetly while poking Shaka's chin.

Shaka snorted but his face looked sparkling. Annisa always managed to seduce her heart.

"Tomorrow Sunday, Yasmin's sister proposed to a man she'd been in a relationship with" annisa said after successfully compiling the right words to convey the news to her jealous husband.

"Who?" ask Shaka.

Annisa clucked, then laid her body back." I can't say his name" he replied.

Shaka was silent while looking at Annisa's face. Shaka never knew about the matchmaking of his wife's brother at all. Because before Annisa's family and her family were not close. Just just getting to know each other. And Shaka also thinks, if Ustadz Furqon has been betrothed to Yasmin, why could Annisa fall in love with the man she was dating?.

"Shaka, can I be honest?" annisa asked Shaka's gaze back to her.

Shaka frowned.

"Can, no?" ask Annisa again.

"What?" ask Shaka.

"I actually accepted your proposal back then. Because of my failure to get Ustadz Furqon" Annisa said without taking her eyes off Shaka's face.

Shaka was silent, choosing to wait for Annisa to continue her story.

"I fell in love with Ustadz Furqon the first time I saw him. And it turns out Ustadz Furqon has been betrothed to Kak Yasmin. I found out when Dad got mad at me after coming home from school to investigate what got me into trouble at school." Annisa paused her sentence for a while then continued to tell the story."It's all because you applied to me at school with Dad. So that I don't think we're the same...."

Annisa also told me that she had time in her father's manor in the bathroom. There was a misunderstanding between Annisa and Ustadz Bilal. When Annisa declares that she loves Ustadz Furqon.

"Maybe that's the wisdom of falling in love that I experienced at that time. I found my soul mate, I made the decision to marry you without thinking" Annisa said after she finished telling the story.

"You made me an outlet" Shaka shone his gaze toward Annisa.

Annisa reviews her smile then grabs Shaka's arm, then kisses the back of the man's hand.

"But not anymore. Now you are a blessing to me" replied Annisa.

"But you don't love me yet" Shaka said again.

"Who said?."

"You don't love me yet, Annisa."

Annisa again sat down, then moved to sit on Shaka's lap with both legs flanking Shaka's legs. Annisa brings her face closer to Shaka's face, then speaks right on the man's lips.

"I love you Murtado Shaka Budiman."

"Then kiss my lips."

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