Childhood Friends Become Love

reconcile

in New York, United States

at the New York international airport there were 2 girls who got out of the plane they were on. one of them wears a long dark blue robe and a long veil to cover the light blue aurat with little decorations. yes he is Naura who is accompanied by her Junior High friend Laila. Laila wears tight jeans with white flowers and a short black veil.

oh yeah they met on the plane they were on. happened to be Laila and Naura seats were next to each other so yeah they were together deh out her.

the clock shows twelve o'clock.

Naura and Laila passed from the airport to the mosque located at the airport to perform the prayer zuhur. after praying they walked to the cafe which is not far from the airport for lunch.

in the cafe they chose to sit next to the window facing the tall buildings in New York. after sitting they ordered halal food in the cafe.

oh yes this cafe sells food and drinks that are halal because the owner of the cafe is a Muslim who lives here.

after ordering their food and drinks, they continued the stories of their Junior High School and their respective High Schools.

while he was busy chatting.3 people who entered the cafe. One of the three people made Naura freeze instantly. the same thing with the person who saw Naura was eating with her friend.

yes the person is Zubair a little friend as well as a person who likes Naura. people who Naura had longed for and behind her.

the two of them looked at each other for a few seconds.after realizing his sin Naura instantly averted her gaze as well as Zubair's.

" it's been 6 years we haven't even met and not even told each other, is he angry with me for meeting him again so long that he came here? or does he not believe in me that I will go back to see him? the place where I lived for 6 years." Zubair's inner gaze while looking at Naura was sad because he felt Naura did not believe him.

suddenly there was a hand that patted his shoulder that made him immediately turn his head. it turned out Farid was a friend of Junior High, who was, His high school and his college friends also followed a beautiful girl who wore a bright yellow knee-length dress with flowers and brown hair typical of New Yorkers. the girl is a friend of Zubair named Alia.he is a non-Muslim while Farid she is a Muslim just like Zubair.so understand aj ya if Alia wears clothes like this.

(sorry the author does not know the New Yorker is like how to be an author who is in film² or manga😅😅)

"hey...why are you in the middle of the road staring at the girl wearing the shar'i shirt like that? do you like that girl? hahaha.so long I've been friends with you finally there are women you like" said Farid while embracing his shoulder Zubair and of course with a laugh.

"if you want to meet the woman please do not need to go to the road as well as cake" Ali teased while pushing a little back Zubair to get closer to the table Naura.

"i.e., what the hell.people I just want to eat my little friend who I miss" said Zubair keceplosan while covering his mouth with his hands.

Alia and Farid who heard the word miss Zubair even though the blm was done, they immediately laughed out loud until the rest of the cafe visitors saw them with a gaze whose meaning they were disturbing.

get to Naura's desk. Zubair asks for permission to have lunch together and Naura allows it.

" hey...me Farid and this girl Alia we're Zubair's friends.so whose name are you?" farid asked Naura as she spread her hands to shake the introductory sign.

"hmmm...my name is Naura Siti nur startaliyah call aj Naura and this is my Junior High School friend named Laila " naura answered while cupping her hands together on her chest so as not to come into contact with a person who is not her muhrim.

Alia who saw the incident immediately laughed again while Farid pulled her hand while holding back her annoyance. Naura who saw the frustration in Farid also explained.

" i'm sorry Farid isn't her I don't want to shake your hand because you're not my muhrim so we shouldn't touch each other" Naura replied as she lowered her head regretfully.

"what is muhrim? I just knew that word." asked Farid confusedly.

" muhrim is the one who has the right to come into contact with us but with the bond of marriage not courtship" Naura replied firmly at your end.

Farid and Alia who heard it immediately pensively absorbed what Naura said while Zubair she was only silent because she understood what Naura said because she had also studied religion in Elementary School until now, although now he only uses a mobile phone to hear lectures on Indonesian television while in New York there is no special tv for Islamic lectures.

after a few minutes Alia and Farid pensive end they understood what Naura meant.

the clock shows at half 4 pm which means ashar prayers will be started we all immediately rushed to the mosque that is in the cafe except Alia ya.

after the prayer they split. Alia with Farid because Farid deliver Alia to her boarding house while Naura, Zubair and Laila to a special apartment for people who get scholarships that have been provided by the scholarship committee.

if you want to ask why Zubair also joined them. yes because Zubair is also one of the people who get a scholarship in New York. plus Naura and Laila's apartment next to Zubair and Farid's apartment.

(oh yes the apartment occupied by the scholarship recipients contains a kitchen, room 2, each of which has a bathroom, a medium-sized bed, a dresser, and a dressing table, small drawers that are beside the bed, clothes cabinets are large enough and there is also an AC that can cool the room in summer or can warm in winter is good, right? oh yes another one in this apartment is also available a small dining table and living room along with a modern tv.

huaaa..rasanya author also want to have an apartment like gini [author]).

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sorry if there is wrong writing and a lot of typo

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