
I tried to hold my heart back from falling in love with her because I knew I would eventually be heartbroken by her. Suddenly the teacher came in and broke my daydream and then the teacher told us to introduce ourselves to each other and finally I knew his name, his name was
"Muhammad Harreza Arsyad"
A name very foreign to my ears.
Without me knowing it, ever since I knew his name, since then his name has been etched beautifully in my heart.
On the 4th day of school,
Our class guardian or "Mother Lidya" held a class chairperson election and "Arsyad" including the candidate of the class chairperson appointed by the mother. Mom also held a voice cast and "Arsyad" won because he got the most votes when like him he had no intention at all to become the class chairman but because many who voted for him and his forced mother finally by forced him to become the class chairman our. I'm sure many chose him to be class president just because of his handsome face.
A few weeks have passed and now I have started to have some friends and now I am very close to "Aliya" until one day I decided to tell her that I like "the class president." But it turns out I was wrong to tell her because a few days later she told everyone about my feelings for Arshad and it happened in front of me. When someone asks, "Is that true ?"
I plainly answered"Yes."
One day, while I was out for a walk with Liya, Liya picked the roses in front of our class and smelled the fragrance, I took a few steps back from Liya and said "Liya, I'm going to go back, keep the flower away from me."
and Liya threw the flower at me. Actually I was a bit afraid of roses because of its thorns that can hurt hands, but actually I was not too afraid of roses just me more.
After people found out about my feelings for "Arsyad" since then they have often made a fool of me with her and ever since people found out I was afraid of roses ever since they have often frightened me with roses. Ever since they found out about those two things, my nature has changed by 180 degrees. The once graceful Zahra is now a much-vaunted Zahra, screaming and laughing out loud. However, because of my frenetic nature as well is now my friend is now more and more and not only women, there are also some men who are now my friends, one of them "Iqbal". Iqbal was closest to me, me and him familiar since he liked to scare with roses.
"Zahra, that's Aliya sending a message, said her there's an Arysad number !"
My eyes that had been closed, were immediately wide. I ran straight to the living room and got my phone and it turned out to be true, Aliya sent Arsyad's phone number. I tried calling the number Liya gave me, but dozens of times I tried to keep no one up.
I remember today we made an appointment at Aulia's house to do PR Math together. I also went to Aulia's house and met friends there, including Liya. I asked Liya
"Liya, is that really Arsyad's phone number ?"
"Yes, really." replied Liya.
"Ah time anyway ? but I don't pick up the phone" I said with a slight annoyance.
"I tried to send her a message first" Liya said.
I tried to call him back even though there were a lot of friends there but I didn't care about them because they knew, I liked Arsyad
"My message is answered by Arsyad !"cry Liya
"Huhh" my grunts were upset and my friends started laughing at me.