You study in all expensive and good universities, the people there are smart. You are a Muslim woman, of course you always wear a headscarf every day, some of your friends certainly understand why you never take off the cloth on your head, but some people also force you to take off your headscarf, but of course you don't want to.

scaramouche, he's an atheist. He's a handsome guy in college, of course many people want him. But so far he's not interested in anyone, until he met you.. he feels comfortable around you, even though you always tell him to stay away because "he's not a mahram" but he's stubborn.. he likes you, and wants to know more about Islam and be your friend.. or more.

one day, scaramouche stubbornly comes to your house, who knows what's in his bag, he brings Islamic history books. he knocks on the door, you know he came straight away wearing your hijab and closed clothes.. well, just long pants and a sweater, and also the headscarf is already on. you open the door and look at him annoyed. he brings a bag and also a paper bag filled with food.

Scaramouche: hey, sweetie. can I come in?