Bahasa:

Salam sejahtera teman. Selamat malam semuanya! Berjumpa lagi sekarang ya, hehehe. Bagaimanakah kabarnya teman-teman hari ini? Tetap sehatkan? Semoga tetap sehat ya.

Baiklah, saya mau memenuhi janji kemarin malam. Mau lanjutkan cerita tentang petualangan Harist lagi. Sebenarnya kisah ini nyata, lho. Tapi, kalau sudah dibuat begini, ya, terserah apa kata orang saja. Fiksi dan nyata sekarang sudah sulit untuk dibedakan.

Oya, kali ini kisahnya lebih seru, lho! Sebaiknya, saya tidak perlu berpanjang lebar lagi ya, hehehe. Semoga teman-teman bisa langsung menikmatinya. Selamat membaca ya.

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Tiba-Tiba Saja Gadis Itu Menatap Garang Padanya

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Kini langkah Harist semakin dekat, dan pandangan mahasiswi itu terkesan agak nakal. Tatapan itu tidak lepas-lepas memperhatikan pakaian cewek yang terasa masih ganjil di tengah kondisi Grogol yang serba tidak peduli soal aurat. Gadis itu menjinjing tas putih, yang mungkin isinya buku-buku.

Yang mengagumkan lagi, jilbab yang dipakai gadis itu begitu rapi. Tidak ada kesan bahwa pakaian muslimah itu hanya sekedar pamer-pamer belaka. Ia melekat begitu bersahaja menutupi bagian-bagian tubuh yang pantang dilihat mata. Cewek semampai itu seperti mutiara, hiasan terindah yang pernah dilihat Harist selama berada di ibu kota Indonesia.

Ada yang menggoda perasaa cowok itu untuk sekedar menyapanya. Entah mengapa tiba-tiba saja ia berusaha menghampirinya. Rasa penasarannya bukan kepalang. Harist berusaha untuk bisa berpas-pasan dengan cewek yang semakin dekat dengannya itu. Mahasiswa ini mempercepat langkahnya, karena gadis itu dilihatnya akan berbelok ke arah lain ketika samapai simpangan gang.

“Assalamualaikum,” ucap Harist ketika ia berada dalam jarak dekat. Ternyata dia terlambat, sehingga posisinya berada di belakang gadis itu. Sungguh tidak menguntungkan. Tapi dia tetap bertekat menegurnya.

Tidak ada menanggapi sedikit pun. Bahkan, cewek itu terus melangkah. Seakan-akan tidak ada suara apa-apa yang didengarnya. Harist mengikutinya, dan mengulangi salamnya lebih keras lagi. Dan dia yakin cewek itu mendengarkan. Sepertinya gadis itu memang tuli. Bahkan ketika dia mengucapkan salam lebih keras lagi, sosok berjilbab putih motif bunga-bunga itu tetap tidak peduli.

Akhirnya dengan perasaan dongkol, Harist hanya menatapi langkah gadis itu. Matanya tak lepas-lepas memandangi sosok serba putih itu yang terus berlalu. Ternyata begitu sulit menegur seorang gadis, pikirnya. Jangan-jangan cewek itu benar-benar tuli, alias bisu!

Cowok itu langsung balik arah, menuju kost yang tidak jauh lagi dari sana. Bayangan wajah gadis yang sempat ditangkapnya itu menganggu perasaannya. Terbayang alisnya yang hitam tertata indah meneduhi matanya yang jernih. Bibirnya seperti tanpa lipstik tapi merah. Wajah oval itu begitu sempurna di mata Harist. Keindahan serba alami.

Bahkan saat berada di kampus keesokan harinya dia tidak bisa melupakan sosok cewek misterius itu. Ketika pulang kuliah, ia sengaja meminta boncengan Surib. Harist ingin mengulangi lagi hari kemarin. Dia yakin, pasti cewek misterius itu melewati lagi daerah itu.

Kebetulan pada waktu bersamaan, gadis berjilbab itu muncul lagi di sana, persis di tempat pertemuan kemarin. Juga pakaiannya persis sama, kecuali celana kulotnya yang berganti hitam. Harist berusaha untuk bisa saling berhadapan dengannya. Dia sengaja mengatur langkah supaya bisa berpas-pasan, lantas bertatapan langsung.

Memang semuanya sesuai rencana. Pemuda itu berpas-pasan dengan cewek berwajah oval itu. Dia kembali mengulangi kebodohannya yang kemarin. Harist mengucapkan salam. Cewek itu tidak menanggapinya. Bahkan ia tidak peduli dengan Harist, lelaki berkulit sawo matang yang terkesan agak urakan. Namun, cowok ini nekat dengan sedikit sikap lebih berani lagi yang dibawanya dari Sabang.

“Orang enggak muslim kok pakai jilbab?” sindirnya pedas.

Tiba-tiba saja gadis itu menatap garang padanya. Sepertinya dia tidak terima dituduh begitu saja oleh cowok yang tidak dikenalnya ini. Wajah cantik itu merona. Pemuda berpostur tinggi itu menatapnya tanpa ekspresi. Wajah cowok itu kelihatan agak tolol. Tapi dasar pemuda agak sableng, dia tetap merasa tidak bersalah.

“Kalau di Aceh, tiga kali enggak jawab salam bukan muslim,” sambung lelaki itu datar, tanpa tekanan dan emosi sedikit pun.

“Aku muslim! Islam, kok!” sambar gadis itu. “Mas jangan nuduh aku kayak gitu. Masa aku pergi ngaji tiap hari dibilang bukan muslim. Apa Mas tahu nuduh-nuduh gitu?!”

bersambung besok....

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Nah, bagaimana teman-teman? Kisahnya makin asyik, kan? Tapi, malam ini hanya itu yang bisa saya sajikan. Semoga teman-teman semua terhibur. Saya berharap teman-teman senang membacanya. Besok malam saya akan melanjutkan lagi kisahnya. Mau tahu kan kelanjutannya?

Baiklah, sampai ketemu lagi. Saya selalu mendoakan agar kita semua selalu dalam keadaan sehat, hidup bahagia, dan mencapai kesuksesan. Aamiiin...

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English:

Peaceful friend. Good night all! Meet again now yes, hehehe. How are you doing today's friends? Stay healthy? Hope it stays healthy yes.

All right, I want to keep the appointment last night. Want to continue the story of Harist's adventures again. Actually this story is real, you know. But, if it is made like this, yes, whatever it says just.

Well, this time the story is more exciting, you know! Better, I do not need to elongate again yes, hehehe. Hopefully friends can directly enjoy it. Happy reading....

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Suddenly The Girl Looked At The Fierce Anger

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Now Harist step closer, and the student's eyes seem rather naughty. The gaze was not loose to pay attention to the girl clothes that seemed still odd in the midst of Grogol condition that all not care about aurat. The girl was carrying a white bag, which probably contained books.

What's amazing again, the hijab she's wearing is so neat. There is no impression that the dress is just a mere show-off. It attaches so modestly to covering the unfamiliar parts of the body. The lanky girl is like a pearl, the most beautiful ornament Harist had ever seen while in the Indonesian capital.

Some tease the guy to just say hello. Somehow he suddenly tried to approach him. His curiosity was abysmal. Harist tried to be able to fit in with the girl who was getting closer to him. This student speeds up his pace, because the girl he sees will turn in the other direction when samapai alley.

"Assalamualaikum," Harist said when he was at close range. Apparently he was late, so his position was behind the girl. Really unprofitable. But he remained determined to admonish him.

No response at all. In fact, the girl kept walking. As if there was no sound what he heard. Harist followed him, and repeated his greetings even harder. And she was sure she was listening. Looks like the girl is deaf. Even when she said hello even more loudly, the white veil-covered figure of the flower motif remained unconcerned.

Finally with a feeling of annoyance, Harist just stared at the girl's step. His eyes did not loose looking at the all-white figure that continues to pass. It turned out to be so difficult to admonish a girl, she thought. Lest the girl is really deaf, aka mute!

The guy went straight back, toward the boarding that is not far away from there. The shadow of the girl's face that had caught her disturbed her feelings. Her beautiful black eyebrows loomed in her clear eyes. Her lips are like no lipstick but red. The oval face was so perfect in Harist's eyes. Natural beauty.

Even while on campus he can not forget the mysterious girl figure. When he returned from college, he was deliberately requested by Surib. Harist wants to repeat again yesterday. He was sure that the mystery girl must have passed the area again.

Coincidentally at the same time, the veiled girl reappeared there, right at the meeting place yesterday. Also exactly the same clothes, except for her black cotton pants. Harist tried to be able to face each other. He deliberately set the pace to be able to fit, then look directly.

Do everything according to plan. The young man was in touch with the oval-faced girl. He again repeats his foolishness yesterday. Harist say regards. The girl did not respond. Also he does not care about Harist, a brown-skinned man who likes to wear. However, this guy is desperate with a bit more daring attitude that he brought from Sabang.

"Muslim baseball people wear hijab?" quip his spicy.

Suddenly the girl stared at the fierce revision. She does not accept accused just by this unknown guy. The beautiful face blushed. The tall young man with no expression on him. The guy's face looks a bit stupid. But the youth base is naughty, he remains innocent.

"If in Aceh, otherwise answer three times is not a Muslim," he continued flat, without tone and the slightest.

"I'm Muslim! Islam, really! "Sambar the girl. "Mas don't accuse me like that. The time I go every day is not a Muslim. Did Mas know the accusations ?! "

Continued tomorrow the night....

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Well, how are my friends? The story is getting more fun, right? But tonight that's all I can serve. Hopefully my friends are all entertained. I hope my friends love to read it. Tomorrow night I will continue the story again. Want to know the rest?

All right, see you again. I always pray for all of us to be in good health, to live happily, and to succeed. Aamiiin ...

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