Khadija
It was like Ospek Kating

24. It was like Ospek Kating.

Bluest.

Blue goes fast to the pantry. He needed something cold, his hands quickly took a drink in the refrigerator and downed a full bottle. His hands were thermor, his knees suddenly unable to support his weight.

Deterioration came from the photo room after seeing Blue enter the studio with a strange behavior. “Lu why, Bi? Pain?”

Blue did not answer. He shook his head with his eyes closed. He himself still could not believe what had just come out of his mouth.

Blue is not a man who is knowledgeable about religion. But for dating, he never did though many approached. For him, dating was the best thing to waste time on. Butwhat? Without thinking for a long time he instead introduced Kha to Jihan as a future wife. Without knowing what Kha really feels like.

After finishing 2 bottles of water, Blue was a little calmer. His mind started working again.

“Gue told Mama Jihan that Kha is a future wife, me,”

Dumbness turns the eyes. “Seriously, Lu?! How can? You're dating the same, Kha?”

The blank look of Blue straight ahead, he shook his head slowly. “There were Kha's parents too when I met Kha to Mama,”

The fear is more gaping, maybe he does not believe what Blue said. Because, since meeting with Blue he never heard Blue talking about women. Dumb clapped softly. “Waaah, I didn't expect you to be this gentle.”

Blue rose from the pantry seat after I heard the Adhan was over. “We go to the Mosque first,” he drags Dumb shoulders.

“Waaaah... Speechless anyway, me! Tenyata a Kha can change ice cubes like you.”

Out of the shophouse, Blue crosses paths with Azzam, and Kha's two younger siblings. They were also seen preparing for the mosque. Blue's heart rumbled back to Azzam. He deliberately went slower because he did not want to get ahead of Azzam.

But unfortunately, his heartbeat was forced to work faster today. Azzam stopped and turned to Blue and Dazed, deliberately stopping to wait for him.

”You pilgrims?” ask Azzam so Blue aligns his steps.

“I-Yes, Om,”

Dumbly walks ahead, greets Gamya and Syamier and walks with them. He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Groping the chest to be more relaxed dealing with the Father of Kha. Blue is aware that his words were also heard by the Kha family. He must straighten out, however, Kha is different from the women out there, who can be played with. The Kha family also looked religious.

“Om..,” Blue stops right in the courtyard of the Mosque. “The woman who was with me, she is my biological mother.” said Blue seemed hesitant to continue his sentence. “I have two Mothers, Sorry to introduce Kha without permission first, But.

“But what?” cut Azzam.

“I'm not messing with my words. True I hope my greeting can be accepted Kha and family,”

Azzam push slowly Blue shoulder, “This time, Om wait at the shophouse, we talk about later.” Blue nodded, then continued his steps inside.

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The bravery of a Blue introduces Kha to Jihan, in fact, is inversely proportional when Azzam asks himself to stop by the shophouse after carrying out their obligations earlier.

He even had to clash his mouth with Gentar so that his friend would accompany him to the next shop.

“Anjreetlah you, mah! The turn is told to take his father aja lu kicep! Free good looking, good account but minimal courage ask girls guys!”

“So you don't want anterin, I?”

Dumbly cross hands. “Ogah!” reject it.

“Table machine, Lu!” Blue pointed Dumbly worktable.

“God... Just now what did you say? Ask anterin? May I be ready when. Bring you to the end of hell even if I'm ready!” kilah Daunted, getting a threat from Blue made him relented. Blue Shoulders were pushed by Dumbness to walk together towards Kha's shophouse.

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Blue sits in a tight fit with Dumbness. Usually he freely went in and out of the flower shop without burden. But today, it feels like the flower shop feels like the campus hall is filled with beds that are ready to expect Maba.

“Ekkhhemm, keep your eyes, Mas.” always one of Kha's sisters who caught him not taking their eyes off their brother.

The woman whom Kha called Ummi emerged from Kha's room along with Azzam.

“Diminished the tea, Nak.” bargain Alsea. “If you may know, whose asthma (name)?”

“I Blue, Aunt. This is my friend, Gentar.” replied Blue introduce yourself.

“A long time open photo studio?”

“Almost simultaneously with flower shop Khadijah opened.”

Alsea ber o-o heard Blue's reply.

“Ummi, Mama Mas Biru who introduced Kha with one of the Founders, who helped Kha now open flower decorations as well,” said Kha.

“God's Mass. Alhamdulillahot... Jalan Rejeki Kha apparently there is a pass from Mother Mas Biru. Say thank you Auntie for her Mom yes, son,”

“Good, Aunt, God willing I say.”

Blue feels awkward at first, and is a little worried about facing the Kha family he has never met. One thing is certain, from both parents, he realized where the gentle and obedient attitude of Kha religion came from. Azzam has a shady, dimpled face that will be seen when he smiles, also Alsea who turns out to be very friendly and humble, while both Kha sisters tend to like to joke because they are both immediately familiar with Gentar.

“Why should, Kha?” Azzam throws questions without cue.

Blue who wants to lift a glass, urung he did. “Mm-sorry, Om.”

“I asked, you don't have to apologize. Why should you, Kha? Do you love my son?”

Blue glanced at Kha at a glance, his gaze was met with Kha who was apparently also looking at him. “Amongst loved or loved, I choose to marry, Kha,”

“So what do you want to marry, Kha?”

Blue speechless. He remembered what he said to Barid last time.

Do not make yourself ready to compete, because in the competition there is a defeat. Make yourself worthy, because women need a decent place.

Deserve....

“I work, also open employment for others,” replied Blue doubtful.

Azzam again threw a question. “For you, it's worth it in terms of work?”

Again, Blue fell silent again, Azzam's question sounded like a trap. He had to digest every meaning of his question. Long enough for Blue to think, when he saw the prayer beads in Azzam's hands, Blue immediately found the answer.

“For religious matters, honestly I still have a lot to learn.” replied Blue.

“A ship needs captains, every plane needs a pilot. Just like households, need a worthy leader.”

“Do not always judge the word 'worthy' in terms of material, material can be searched together, every household already has its own budget. As I mean in the sense, are you sure, by marrying you my son will love his creator more? Or even the other way around?”

Blue nodded his head, listening intently to every sentence Azzam spoke.

“To be honest, Kha who made me return to my duties as a Muslim, Kha also made me more concerned with the affairs of the hereafter than with the world. I doubt it for myself, but I am very sure Kha will never erode even the slightest bit of his love for the Creator.”

“I still have a lot to learn, Om. If Om allows, I want to learn directly from Khadijah.”

I don't know since when Blue became as straightforward as that way of talking. He was no longer worried about the trap question. All he knew, he wanted to show Kha's parents especially Azzam, if he did not mess with his unplanned speech.

“Bring your parents to visit jogja.”

Blue raised his gaze high. He wanted to ask what Azzam's answer meant, but the man had gone and disappeared behind the wall.