Azka And Rasha

Azka And Rasha
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Soon, the story of Ragil, Azka's first love. Immediate


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The sunny.. The sunny..


My heart beats every time I remember you


The sunny.. The sunny..


Why is there less when you are not


The sunny.. The sunny..


Seeing you touch you is all I want


A bus was traveling at speed towards a port. A girl sits in one of the chairs accompanied by the accompaniment of the first love song popularized by an Indonesian female singer. He will return to his homeland. He hears every lyric, bringing it to the memory of the past. About someone who became his first love. The sunny...


Every time I knelt down, I prayed


One day you can love me


"Azka, where have you been. Our class representative is just you, fortunately not too late" shouted a girl with shoulder-length wavy hair, Bunga.


Azka did not heed the screams of her friend and just passed by among the group of students at the door. He headed for an empty seat among the other seats that already had owners. His hand He stretched out to reach the back of the chair so that it is not occupied by others. He managed to touch the back of the chair along with the approach of a student whom he did not know where he was coming from.


"I'm the one who wants to sit there first" he said a little dislike


The man before him turned his head, scrunched his forehead,


"I'm the one who sat here first" he answered not to lose while dropping his body on the chair.


Azka only snorted in annoyance, along with an offer of sitting from another student who turned out to be not a contestant.


"You're the one sitting here, I just want to watch" he said


"Thank you" Azka replied with a smile.


The race begins, one by one the participants are called, starting from the upper class participants, and the last is the participants of the class 05.


"Ragil Pramana Wibawa-Seven Tiga" one name was called by the organizer, the man who was fighting over the chair with Azka was up, allowed his coffee, hugged the mushaf in black on his chest, then He came forward. The chanting of the holy verse of the Qur'an is heard along with the opening of Ragil's lips. Slowly, melodious, calming, Azka raised her gaze directing her bead eyes at the owner of the voice. Their eyes met for a moment. Ragil disconnected the gaze first, closed his eyes, took a breath and continued the chanting of the next verse.


"Sugary" Azka unconsciously muttered.


This is the beginning of the meeting of the two. Accidental meeting, which turned out to make one heart rustle and mutter the name of the other in every prayer. "Ravenly".