When Love Is Afflicting
Maybe it doesn't feel this sick.

'Is Annisa really loving me?. Looks like he's so devastated to find out that Yasmin and I were in a matchup.'

Furqon sat down while watching Annisa who was walking towards her class. After Annisa disappeared from his sight, Furqon just twisted her body into the teacher's office space.

Arriving at the teacher's office, Furqon sat his body and pensively pensively. I don't know what he's thinking, only he knows.

While Annisa who had arrived in her class, sat her body on the bench she used to sit on.

"I want to change schools" Annisa said without seeing Hasna sitting next to her.

"How Many Months?" hasna asks, not believing that Annisa will be at home in the new school.

"Until I graduate High School, after that I want to go to Saudi Arabia" Annisa replied.

"After that you will marry a Dubai man, and will settle there, not coming home again to avoid Ustadz Furqon" Hasna continued, staring at Annisa with glassy eyes. They have been friends since the first grade of Elementary School, of course Hasna will be sad if Annisa changes schools, they will not meet every day again.

"What should I do?, I can't stand if I have to see Ustadz Furqon and Kak Yasmin together often." Last night Annisa had told Hasna and Salwa about Furqon and her brother Yasmin who had been betrothed.

"You are there, we are very young, but you have thought of love. You should have focused on your mind first." Hasna wiped away her tears that she no longer held back. Besides pity to see Annisa, Hasna is also sad if she has to leave her best friend.

"you are right, but the one whose name is in love, will not be able to predict when and to whom" Annisa replied.

Hasna hugged Annisa while crying.

"You've just fallen in love, haven't loved." Salwa who arrived arrived came to connect their conversation.

Annisa and Salwa reflexively turned their heads towards Salwa, and let go of each other's hugs.

"What's the difference between falling in love and loving?" hasna asked, Annisa nodded her head.

"Fall in love, a sudden feeling of affection arises for someone. While loving. It can be said to accept all the shortcomings and advantages of the person" explained Salwa according to his thought.

"Iya Annisa, do you really love Ustadz Furqon?. You don't know him yet, you don't know how he is. You can only be fascinated and amazed" asked Hasna.

Annisa took a deep breath and took it out slowly before answering Hasna's question." If I didn't love Ustadz Furqon, it might not have hurt this much."

"But you don't move. You have to leave us both" Salwa persuaded, changing the look of his face to be sad.

"Yes Annisa, if you move far away, we can't go. How about you transfer your school to your Umi boarding school?. Let us move there" Hasna said.

"I miss living with Mama" Annisa lowered her head, grieving.

Hasna and Salwa looked at each other, simultaneously bending their lower lips.

"Assalamu aleikum!"

"Greetings from Ma!."

Hearing a female teacher enter the class say hello. Salwa, who had been standing next to Hasna, moved to her stool.

Break-off time

Annisa, Hasna, Salwa alike set their feet toward the canteen to fill their empty stomachs. But Annisa who walked in the middle, suddenly stopped her steps to see Ustadz Furqon just came out of the classroom where she taught.

"If Ustadz Furqon were to be betrothed to me. Surely I will lock him in the room, so that you never see him" Salwa replied.

"He um!" Hasna nodded her head.

"Now, let's go to the cafeteria, my stomach is hungry, I didn't have breakfast. I'll talk to Ustadz Furqon again." Salwa hugged Annisa's left arm and pulled her to the cafeteria, followed by Hasna pulling Annisa's right hand.

Arriving at the cafeteria, Annisa sat her body on the empty bench that the three of them used to sit on, while Salwa and Hasna went to order food and drinks to the food and beverage stand in the canteen.

Buyarrr!

" Sorry! not intentionally."

Seeing her clothes wet, Annisa immediately directed her gaze towards the person standing next to her. The girl is the one who often makes Annisa stumble in the classroom.

"You were intentional, right?" annisa asked hardened her jaw towards the girl.

"Sorry Annisa, I almost fell because of stepping on the slippery floor" said the girl staring at Annisa with a face of compassion.

"You think I believe?" angrily Annisa after noticing the floor around the table, it turned out that nothing was wet. Looks like his patience has run out with that one classmate.

"Annisa, I'm sorry, why are you still angry?" say the Girl.

"You ask me why I'm angry? Huh!. Don't you see my clothes are dirty?" snarled Annisa standing up from her seat." And you think your meatball sauce isn't hot on my skin?. And I know you deliberately spilled your food and drink onto my shirt!."

Seeing Annisa angry, managed to make the residents of the canteen crowded, to watch the next scene, without intending to divorce the two.

"I told you accidentally!. I also apologize very well!. Why are you still angry. If your clothes are dirty, you can replace them!. This school belongs to your family, you don't have to pay for uniforms!" reply the girl did not receive in snaps snapped Annisa.

"Oh! so you think it's okay to dirty my clothes, because I'm free to ask for a new uniform at this school?" anxious Annisa, speaking with a ruffled waist.

Seeing Hasna and Salwa came with a tray of food and drink. Annisa immediately took a bowl of meatballs brought by Hasna and directly poured it towards the girl.

"Awu!" the girl complained that it was hot on her chest.

"Annisa!" tengur Hasna and Salwa together, do not believe to see the actions of Annisa who could pour hot sauce on others.

"Hot?. That's how I feel." Annisa spoke close to her teeth. But there's still something hotter than that meatball sauce.

Without aba the girl pulled the Annisa hijab quickly, until the cloth covering Annisa's head slipped off her head. Which Annisa immediately replied by pulling the hijab of the girl as well.. Not only that, Annisa clawed at the face of her classmate who often provoked her emotions. So that there is a fistfight, pull each other, hit hit hit.

"Annisa, no! already!. Istiqfar Annisa's. Oh God Annisa, hold the emotion. Don't let anger take hold of you" Hasna said, trying to pull Annisa to let go of her opponent.

"Yes, Annisa, you're under the control of the shethan. Istiqfar Annisa" continued Salwa who helped pull the hand of Annisa from the girl's hair.

"I've been trying all along to give up and keep quiet. But the longer it takes, the more it becomes. Let me teach him a lesson, let him know that I won't be afraid to see him." Instead of breathing her opponent's hair, Annisa even tightened her pull.

"Awu! sick Annisa!. I'm sorry, why are you still angry? Aaaakhs!." The girl screamed.

"Annisa!"

*connect