A UNITY THAT CANNOT BE UNITED

NAME IN MEMORIES

Faisal was smiling alone down the hallway of the school. Soon after, the car shook. The young man stopped and reached into his pocket to take out the mobile communication device. He watched the touch screen and his eyebrows furrowed.

new number...who is it?

The string was still shaking indicating his call had not been answered. It's still on the seventh. Faisal touched the call answer. He brought the device to his ear.

"Assalamualaikum.. hello?" Sapa Faisal was gently about to step up.

"Hi Faisal's...." The voice of a girl made the young man step aside. "You still remember me, don't you?"

Faisal's face was flattened.

"Natasha.." she said slowly.

Instantly, Faisal's memories of the girl flashed past him again.

...*******...

Surabaya, June 2021.

Faisal walked down the street at Juanda Airport. He had just had a semester break of class. Unlike most other Arab-born billionaires, Husein Assegaf actually sent his son to Gorontalo, to one of his family who lived in Pohuwato to attend school in Pondok Pesantren Alkhairaat Buntulia.

Husein Assegaf met once with Sayyid Habib Saggaf bin Muhammad aljufri in 2018, before his death on August 3, 2021, when he was on a trade tour to Palu. Husein Semlat visit Pondok Pesantren Alkhairaat Palu.

He was impressed by the health of Sayyid Saggaf who is a descendant of Ba'alawi Sada from Hadramaut who still counted Alawiyin.

Sayyid Saggaf smiled when he heard Husein's desire to send his son to Alkhairaat.

"Why not send him to Gontor? Or at Gunung Tambuk, Kalimantan there? After all Gontor is very close to the area where you live. Don't you love your son who has to cross the ocean just to get a little wong-style education here?" sayyid Saggaf Fishing Line.

"Come on. I just feel good." replied Husein in a steady tone.

"But the land where you seek knowledge for your son is not here." said Sayyid Saggaf.

the statement of the habib disappointed Husein. the cleric smiled, "He is not destined to go to school here. but in Gorontalo.." said the habib.

Hussein just smiled. Spirit disappeared. The Habib laughed. "She's going to school in Alkhairaat, but in Gorontalo..."

Husein calmed down a little when the habib declared so. The merchant looked at the teacher. "I mean Habib, I sent my son to Alkhairaat in Gorontalo?" ask Hussein.

The Habib shook his head again to make Husein confused.

"Send him to Alkhairaat Buntulia... Pohuwato.." Sayyid Saggaf said. "He'll find his soul mate there."

Husein. "Habit...."

Sayyid Saggaf nodded slowly. "One of his left ribs, stuck there. If you want to find good for your son, educate him there."

Joy overflows from Husein's heart. The merchant nodded steadily. "I have family there. I'll leave that child to them."

Since then Faisal studied at Alkhairaat bench Madrasah Aliyah and was active in lodging activities.

...******...

Faisal contacted both of his parents.

📲 "Assalamualaikum, Abi." said Faisal.

📲 "Wa aleikum salam... Have you arrived?" husein, the father. "What time are you leaving?"

📲 "Come how the hell? Who sent the private jet? King Abraha?" faisal said with annoyance.

There was laughter across there. The young man's footsteps were still swaying leisurely.

📲 "Lays bikhoyr, Hadza lay bikhoyr.... Abah sent Jamal to get you. I think he's in the parking lot now" Husein said.

Faisal spread his gaze in a swing of steps down that street. He found a parobaya man standing leaning against the body of a Rolls-Royce Phantom Extended.

Faisal was just about to say hello when his gaze hit a girl who seemed to have some difficulty pulling an expandable travel suitcase. Faisal approached the girl.

"Can you help me, miss?" greet Faisal politely.

The girl looked. A smile rose in his lips. "Eh, yeah. Can you help me with this suitcase?" ask the girl with a brush.

Fandi looked at the pretty face of the girl. He then smiled and nodded.

"alright. Leave it to me." said Faisal politely and moved to hold the handle of the suitcase.

The girl smiled. "Thank you" he answered kindly.

Faisal smiled and nodded then the two walked together. Jamal, as a private driver and bodyguard, was about to greet his young master. But Faisal's gaze to him made Jamal undo his intentions.

The two young men went hand in hand. Faisal looked at the girl. "Where are you going?" ask Faisal.

"Oh, I have a need for a moment in Surabaya" said the girl.

Faisal nodded while occasionally stealing glances at Jamal who was still loyal waiting for him on the side of the expensive vehicle. Faisal threw out a face again.

Both arrived on the other side of the parking lot. There's a taxi there. Faisal immediately waved his hand at the taxi driver who was standing on the side of his car.

"That's a cab. Let's go over there. I want you to get to your destination quickly." cried Faisal.

"Ke Pakuwon, bang." said the girl.

The driver nodded then moved towards the back of the car and opened the trunk. He looked towards the girl.

"Please put the suitcase here, Non." said the driver.

The girl looked at Faisal. "Thank you for bringing me here. If there wasn't you, I'd have a hard time finding a ride here."

Faisal just smiled and let the suitcase in his hand grabbed by the driver who then picked it up and put it in the trunk of the car.

"You can pay by saying your name" Faisal said.

The driver then opened the back door and the girl looked at Faisal. "My name is Natasha Blezinsky" said the girl, who gave her name and got into the car.

"I'm Faisal Husein Assegaf." said Faisal when the car began to move. The young man waved his hand until the taxi pulled away.

After the quiet atmosphere, Faisal stepped again towards Jamal. The parobaya man was welcoming.

"Welcome Young Master." said Jamal.

"Over time we didn't meet?" sahut Faisal came forward and grabbed Jamal in his arms. Both are like brothers. Very familiar.

"Great Master is looking forward to you" Jamal said, patting Faisal on the shoulder.

"good. Then let's meet them." Faisal.

Jamal opened the back door and Faisal got into the luxury vehicle. Shortly after, the vehicle pulled away from the parked car line in the area, moving away from Djuanda Airport.

...*******...

Faisal has since asked Jamal to find Natasha's residence in Pakuwon. It is an elite residential area located in the city of Surabaya. Although the Assegaf family includes the city's famous billionaires and merchants, the family instead chose to live in the Ampeldenta area. The area is indeed famous as an old city, founded by one of the famous scholars of Walisongo bloody Cambodia, Raden Rahmat bin Ibrahim Zainudin Akbar as-Samamakand.

Faisal found information from Jamal that Natasha often spent her morning, cycling casually in the Laguna Raya area, still in the elite Pakuwon area.

Faisal got the idea of meeting Natasha under the guise of leisurely cycling as well. The next day, only with the capital of the onthel pit pental bike, Faisal down the Laguna road that Natasha used to pass with his wind vehicle.

Faisal found. The girl was riding a bike brand Polygon, was busy exploring the streets of Laguna Raya. Faisal slowly approached him and accompanied him. He looked at Natasha who was staring at the street. His gaze seemed haughty.

"Hi.." said Faisal.

Natasha turned her head and for a moment then her face sparkled. Smile came back in his lips. "Hi.. you are.." he said trying to remember.

"We met at the airport." said Faisal reminding Natasha.

The girl laughed. "Faisal... Aren't you?" guess it.

"That's right." Faisal replied with a well-mannered nod.

The two pedal the bike and the vehicle goes hand in hand. Natasha looked back at Faisal.

"Tumben kok we always meet." said Natasha with a smile but her eyebrows are linked.

"Maybe it's destiny." Faisal replied.

"Don't have anything to do with fate with our meeting." Natasha said with a laugh, "Don't you spy on me huh?"

Faisal laughed softly. "Are you going to complain to the police about the stalking?" angled.

"Stalking..it's like chapter 335 KUHP coming in." chirped Natasha then smiled mischievously. "Are you a stalker?"

"If you are stalking anyway, I'm willing to be in bui." said Faisal made Natasha laugh again.

Natasha pulled her Polygon bike over to a park. Faisal pulled over his vehicle as well. At the end of the park, a Ferrari Pista Spider car is parked there.

Natasha invited Faisal to sit on a long beam. Both of them tired while talking. A few feet away, Jamal sat reading the newspaper, watching the two.

"You're real here?" ask Natasha.

"Yes, but not in Pakuwon" Faisal replied honestly.

"You can stalk me this early in the morning, it's gotta be close to your house from Pakuwon." guess Natasha. "Where the hell is that?" ask the girl curious.

Faisal remembered the suitable place for camouflage. He remembered one of Jamal's family houses. The young man answered.

"I live in Keputih" Faisal replied.

"Wuahs. Far too." commented Natasha. "You're all the way from Keputih to Laguna just to destalk me?"

Faisal only blushed. Natasha shook her head and punched Faisal on the shoulder.

"You dare too?" comment Natasha.

While they were busy talking, from the north appeared a man wearing a training pack clothes running around casually. In his right hand was a bottle of mineral water. When passing through Faisal, the man seemed to accidentally open the bottle cover until the contents scattered and some of it about the clothes worn by Faisal.

"Hey, bro." said Faisal. "Be careful dong."

The man simply smiled and raised his hand hinting at guilt and apologizing with his symbolic gesture then again ran casually towards the Ferrari Pista Spider parked at the end of the park.

The man stopped in front of the vehicle and opened the front door. For a moment he looked back at Faisal and Natasha who were talking. Unbeknownst to Faisal, the girl stole a glance towards the man who was looking at her. After being satisfied to stare, the man entered the Ferrari Pista Spider and the vehicle then moved slowly to leave the park.[]