That man is my husband
Remembering Yourself

When I was chatting with this girl, who until now I did not know her name. Even he called me as Mr. Lecturer, there is nothing strange with that word, but, it feels disturbing in the ears. Most students call me Mr. Ze or Mr. Zain.

A few minutes later, someone screamed, and the voice managed to shock me and the girl next to me.

"What are you doing?"

I looked at the source of his voice, it turned out that it was a man who had been with this girl. According to my vision glasses, he's a handsome, tall and charismatic man. I'm sure he's a guy who's fighting over girls, including the girl next to me.

"What are you doing? asked the man again, but his gaze only led to me.

"It's coming,"

the girl sitting next to me stood up and approached the man. But, to my surprise the girl called him Aa. that means he's this girl's older brother.

Means I've been so bad to this girl, I've judged her badly, O God, I've indirectly accused this good girl.

The man called Aa looked angry at me. He even accused me of doing things to his sister. Although the younger brother had explained it, that we were just chatting no more.

But, the man was still in disbelief until he pulled my collar. Protective, he can say he's a very overprotective brother.

The man began to realize his misunderstanding after his sister mentioned the word of the lecturer to me. Without feeling guilty he just left, huh arrogant.

My frustration was broken when, softly and regretfully, this girl in front of me who until this moment did not know her name, apologized for her brother's actions. And you know what? that smile of hers had broken my heart, this is for the first time.

I kept watching him until he left and didn't see him again. But my heart still beats so fast. What is this feeling? why am I experiencing it now. Then yesterday? I don't know.

pov Zain off.

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All the way home, I didn't stop fussing over Aa. I misunderstood, insisted again, embarrassed for sure. While the Aa that I was laughing even quietly pouted, rich girl.

"Dek, dong. Don't worry about Aa." protested Aa Rey.

"Sorry A, Adek can't stop this" I said, trying not to laugh.

"Look at Aa shy rich gini."

"Salah Aa herself, if Aa had believed shame Aa wouldn't be this shy." I chuckled again.

"Here you go, don't talk about it anymore. I hope I don't see the lecturer again. Aa's sure if I see her again, I'll laugh at Aa."

Apparently the behavior of me and Aa was seen by Umma, until umma also approached us.

"I don't say hello first" protested umma

I completely forgot the habit of saying greetings, there was or was no one at home.

"I'm sorry, Assalamu'alaikum, Umma," said I and Aa simultaneously.

"Wa'alaikum salam, this is what the hell came to laugh so much, until you forget the greetings," said umma to me and Aa.

I try to tell you what happened on campus, from start to finish. Umma who seemed to have been holding back the laughter from earlier broke out instantly.

While Aa, he even fell on the sofa while both ears he closed using a headset.

"A, don't dong. Nothing to play with. Ask first, make sure first after that just act," Umma advice to Aa.

"Um, who does not suspect.they sit together, you know," protested Aa because she did not want to be blamed.

"Yes, he. Now than the rich debate gini. better Aa change clothes equally ade also. after that we eat. Umma already masakin your favorite cuisine you know,"

"Seriously Um?"

"Yes!"

I'm happy, Umma always knows how to love a child. For me and my brothers, umma cuisine especially.even when we snack enough on the side of cooking, immediately melted this heart.

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Tonight, I don't know why I can't sleep. Surprisingly again, why did Mr. Lecturer get stuck in my head. It's not me. I was not rich before. But, why after meeting the lecturer so the mind continues? Oh, God, what is it exactly?.

I'm trying to shake off all the shadows of Mr. Lecturer. I remember Abi's advice from Umma. One of the zina of the heart is, when we feel happy when thinking about the opposite sex that is not our mahram.

Astagfirullah, I immediately beristighfar. I ran straight to the bathroom and got some water. Maybe with me praying the thoughts that stuck in my mind can be destroyed.

The clock is showing at one in the morning. Salat already, njai already, but my mind still leads to it.

Yes, God what should I do. I don't want to commit adultery. I don't want to remember the guy who opened my mahram.

I covered my whole body with a blanket. My eyes were closed, and my mouth and heart were still thinking of God.....