Title : The flowers of love
"Oh no! I'm late for the class. Madam Syla is going to
kill me." Naufal just woke up and his Operating System class is going to
start in few minutes. He rushed to bathroom and took a quick shower. He grabbed
his beg and ran as fast as he can. Before reaching the class, his attention is
stolen by the attitudes of a few girls who are walking in front of him and
obstacle his way. His two eyes without blinking focused on the middle one who
was really active and her hands were waving all the way.
He slowly and carefully get closer and closer till he is
able to hear what they are talking and sometimes his mouth goes to one side
little bit. He is wondering that this must be latest gossip. hehe.
"Hey Naufal! Aren’t you going to you class?" A
well know voice hits the ear drums of his ears from behind.
"Hey Ali! how are u man ? Long-time no see while his
eyes are keep looking at those girls walking in front of him and his friend.
"
Ali is his best friend and his roommate. Both of them live
in a small rented house since few a year ago. Ali is majoring in Business
Administration and his all the time he just think about how to gain money and
as well running a small business in campus after class.
"Hey! I'm asking you again?
"What?”
"Aren't you going to your class?"
“Which class?”
"Oh God you forgot. Your OS class of course"
"Whattttt?"
"I don't know. Be prepared to face Miss Syla again .
The 'monster ' ha-ha "
"Oh noooooooooooooooo. I'm going to die this time.
"
He ran as fast as he can to OS class. The smell of deodorant
he put this morning in rushing turn mix with the smell of sweats and he doesn’t
know what kind of smell will be that.
“I’m sorry miss.”
“Oh it’s you dear! Again late haah. Please explain to me in
short and sweet words and I don’t want to hear the same reason again. Oh sorry
miss I got a stomach ache” She acted in voice of teasing him while holding her
stomach.
“I’m sorry miss. ”
“Ok fine. That’s accepted. Now will you please tell me the
reason why you are late to the class and that is 30 minutes? ”
“I woke up late miss”
“Are you sure?”
Deep in his heart he monologue “Oh Allah she is going to
kill me today”. Ya Allah please save me today. You are the only one I’m putting
hopes.”
“Miss Syla! May I see you for a while? ” A rough voice from
outside the class passes through the eardrums of Naufal’s ears and hits Miss
Syla’s one.
“Owh! Mr Ahmad. For sure!
Give me a second. And you Naufal go and have sit” She pointed her finger
towards Naufal while walking outside the class.
“Thank you Allah for saving me today”
He sat on the usual chair and took a deep breath to relax
his heart bits and nerves. Just after a few minutes Miss Syla entered the class
and stepped towards her laptop.
“Ok class! Today we are going to learn Dead Lock. Anybody
has idea?”
The whole class were silent and some were scratching their
heads indicating that they do not have any idea about that. Meanwhile in
Naufal’s head nothing plays except that middle girl he met before coming to the
class. She completely stole his soul and mind.
“Who is she?”
The OS class finished a few minutes ago and to him today’s
class gave no output as his physical was present but his soul was absent. He looked at his watch and it shows exactly
12:00 PM. His next class will be at 4:00 PM and he still has few hours to go.
He took his bag and went from the class. His rented house is just few minutes
from his campus and it only takes few minutes to reach to his rented house.
Along the way, that morning scene is playing in his mind and he is keep
wondering that who was that girl.
“Assalamualaikum ” He entered the house with greetings and
throw his bag on the sofa there while Ali is watching movie as he doesn’t have
any class today.
“Waalaikumsalam” He paused the movie and gave his full
attention to his friend and wonder that there is something wrong with him as
since he knew him, his best friend, housemate never behave like this.
“What’s wrong?”
“Eh Ali! Do you remember when we met this morning?”
“Yeah I remember. But why?”
“Do you know those girls?”
“Yeah but why? What’s wrong?”
“Do you know the one in the middle? I mean the one wearing
black clothes with white scarf?”
“I’m keep asking why and you just asking do you and do you.
I know her. Her name is Humairah. She is taking Bachelor in Arabic language and
in her second year. ”
“Okay..okay..okay..okay .. Good that you know”
“Why?”
He did not answer him and grab his towel walking to
bathroom.
“Hey! Where are you going?”
“Kitchen! Can’t you see what is in my hand and stop asking
why and why” He entered the toilet and close the door gently as it’s already
broken.
“Hehehehhehe…chill la bro” <wink>
After performing Maghrib prayers in mosque, he followed Ali
to a small stall located besides the road to have a cup of “teh tarik” and just
chit chat with some other friends. While seating along the table, Naufal’s mind
again flay again thinking about that girl he met this morning. “Who is she?” His little heart talks while gazing at a
distant. There must be something special about this girl who has stolen Naufal’s
soul from the time he saw her and he is going to find about it.
He went to bad at usual time but tonight his eyes swear that
they will not close. He turned around on the bed and sometimes sighs. Ali who
was observing him since an hour ago keeps his eyes on the strange changes in
his house mate and best friend. He looked
at the clock hanging on the wall.
“Oh Allah, it’s already 4:00 AM in the morning and I still
can’t sleep”. He looked at Ali who is sleeping while hugging his small pillow.
Sometimes He feels that Ali is a child but he thinks that, maybe that is the
way how he sleeps.
Early morning with sleepy eyes he is heading to Dr Tahsin’s
office to share his feelings and ask some advices. Dr. Tahsin is a senior and
old lecturer in his university. He is well known among the students as “Abuya”
as he always share his time sitting with students and giving them advices and encouragement.
“Assalamualaikum
warahmatullah ”
“Waalaikumussalam ya bunaya. Naufal! Please come in and have
a sit”
“Thank you very much.”
“Naufal!”
“Yes sir.”
“Are you fine?”
“Ermmm. Not exactly sir and that’s why I came here.”
“OK. Please share with me and I hope I can help you”
He started sharing what is happening to him since yesterday
and Dr. Tahsin listen to him carefully and sometimes smile a little while
looking at him.
“My dear! You are in love”
“I don’t know.”
“Do you know that girl?”
“No Sir.”
“Get the information about that girl and meet the parents. I
will go with you if you want. Ok!”
“Ok Sir. Thank you very much and may Allah bless you.
Assalamualaikum ”
“You too dear. Waalaikummussalam warahmatullah ”
After shaking hands with Dr Tahsin, he left the office with
new hopes and a little relief in feelings as since yesterday; he changed a lot
and looks like he had a very bad night mare. His eyes look very tired and his
face looks very pale showing that he had not enough sleep and rest.
After returning from the class, and threw his beg and
himself on sofa, his pocket was vibrating. He turned his hand phone into silent
mode before entering into the class and he forgot to turn it back to normal
mode. He took out his phone and surprised that the unread message is from Dr
Tahsin. His little heart starts to feel little uneasy as most of the time, Dr
Tahsin will just call him instead of sending a message. He quickly press the
button “Read”
“Assalamualaikum. Dear Naufal, please meet Madam
Khadijah, Senior lecturer in Arabic Faculty sharp at 5. She will be waiting for
in her office. ”
His body started shivering after
reading Dr.Tahsin’s message. He has no idea what to do now. How is he going to
meet that lecturer? How he is going to start about the topic?
“Aaaaaahhhhhhhhh”
At 4:50. He stepped
out from his rented house and head to campus. His main place and agenda is to
see Madam Khadija. Along the way, he was arranging his conversation with Madam
Khadija and assuming what are the questions that she will be asking. He stood
outside Madam Khadija’s office and gently knocked the door.
“Tok.. tok… tok ….tok”
“Come in” A slow and soft voice came from inside instructing
him to enter.
“Assalamualaikum Madam”
“Waalaikummussalam .You must be Naufal right?”
“Yes Madam”
“Please leave the door open and have a sit”
“Thank you madam”
Madam Khadija explained to him that early morning Dr Tahsin
called her and told her about this and she agreed to offer her maximum help in
this case. She said she will find out personal information and she managed to
do so.
“Here is the things that you need” while lending him a piece
of A4 paper with some numbers and address written on it. Naufal took the paper
from her hand and folded it without reading it indicating that he is feeling
shy and respecting her.
“Thank you Madam for your help”
“You are most welcome. Anything else I can help?”
“No! Thank you very much again” Naufal stood up and walk out from the office. Before
stepping out from the door, his eardrums were hit by the soft voice of Madam
Khadija.
“Naufal!”
“Yes Madam!”
”Nice choice”
He did not say anything and only draw a sincere smile on his
face. He closed the door gently and follows the stairs down. Now he got a new
mission that he needs to meet the parents of Humairah and this mission need to
be accomplished. “Oh Allah make it easy for me. Aamiin ”
To be continued.....
bila nk continue nie?
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