What a surprise

Well, this time i am walking into the theater room for my drama class. I see the Asian boy already save a sit for me. So, i sit beside him. He just stare and start writing something in a piece of paper. Then he pass it to me.
"Assalamualaykum. I am sorry to scare you. I need your guide about being a Moslem. I tried to ask other people but no one cares. I hope you can help me. I am still new and i don't know much. My family just embrace Islam. I hope you are willing to help me. You are the only Moslem in this school."

I am touched!

"Why don't you mention it earlier and act less creepy? Its a pleasure to help you. I think i know someone who might wanna help you and your family. He is a boy at the library. Come with me after school."

"I am sorry about that. Thank you for hearing me out! I will. I will go to your locker after school. Wait me there."

I just reply it with a smile. I am glad that I am not the only Moslem in school any more. I wonder how he embrace Islam but have no one to guide them. I have lots in mind. It makes me less focus in class. But i am lucky that the teachers don't realize that i am dreaming. That reminds me of Peter. I am not finish with him.

After school, i see Peter AND the asian boy. But i ignore Peter.
"Assalamualaykum, hey, what's your name?"
"Waalaykumussalam. Im chee but called me Ismael. Shall we?"
"Hey, you said we are not finish?"-Peter
"Peter, next time. I am too busy to talk to you. Let's go Ismael."

I leave Peter and walk away with Ismael. On the way, we talk.
"How you embrace Islam and have no one to guide."
"Well, we felt in love with Islam as we were at Malaysia. The culture there and the Moslem were so nice to us. We search some about Islam while having the vacation there. We embrace Islam in Malaysia and we had to come back to London because of my dad's emergency work. The uncle that always advise us told me to find someone here to guide us. I just came back last week from Malaysia. I know how to preform my prayer but there are still so much i want to know."
"Oh, i am touch. Its ok. Im here. I'll try my best. Insha Allah."

We talk so much until i didn't realize that we had enter the library. As we enter, i saw the boy that talked to me. He is sitting at the same sit like before.

"Salamualaykum. My name is Serena and this is Ismael."
"Walaykumussalam. I am Mohammad. How can i help you?"
"Well, Ismael just embrace Islam and he need someone to guide him. I am sorry if i am asking too much. I know that we are stranger but i hope you can help him. You are the only Moslem boy that i know now except him."
"No, its ok. You have come to the right person. Actually my dad was the person who is in charge of the mosque and he will be glad to know you Ismael."
"Gee, thanks."

We talk and exchange phone numbers. I can see how happy Ismael is. I am glad that i can help him. My guts told me about Mohammad. May Allah guide us.

In the other hand, Peter was trying to call me since after school. But i never answer any of his call or text. I am too busy about it.

Ring~
Its him again.
"Hello.."
"Hello, are you ok? I've been trying to reach you! Why you never answer?"
"I am busy."
"With that Asian boy?"
"Its non of your business. And what is wrong with you? If you call me just to lecture me, forget it. I need to rest. Bye!"
"Wait.."

But i hang up. What is wrong with him?

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Note from the writer:

Assalamualaykum~ Sorry for the late continue. I hope everyone follow each chapter. This time is short because i am planning to continue a special chapter about what the other character say since the start of drama. So, i hope everyone wait for it. Thank you for reading.

Thats all for now. Wassalam~