Destiny Love Lyra, Between Love And Life
Find a way closer
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🌻2 MONTHS LATER
Shifa POV
Bandung is like my second home now. Thankfully .. I don't know what happened, that night my mother called me and questioned about my steadiness to major in Fashion Designer in the city where Mas-ku lives, Bandung.
After I gave up all my abilities and twisted his thoughts. Finally my mother gave up, even though my victory was not my own effort, because it is certain that my mother had convinced her before.
Mas Dimas is indeed a favorite of Mother, beloved number 1 I mean. Because I'm also my mother's favorite, but I'm at number 2. And all the words mas Dimas will be more heard by the mother than the 2 champion holder.
Whatever it is, I'm happy with everything that's happened. Up to 2 months now I have enrolled in the Islamic Fashion Institute Bandung.
Curriculum based on the Indonesian National Work Competency Standards (SKKNI) which is specific to Islamic rules in its application to Muslim clothing and social and business with research and personal development , islamic intellect and mentality. So IFI gave birth to graduates who are: polite in association, ethical in business, honest in work, respect copyright, and run Ukhuwah Islamiyah.
And that's the vision of the educational institution I chose, all complete in my opinion. A week of 4x meetings for 1.5 years is a class that I took consisting of :
3 Months material Fashion Stylist
6 Months of Fashion PR and Marketing materials
9 Months Fashion Designer material
It was about my lecture, then what about my heart?? Ohh, this is a discussion that I like, because in fact I began to get close to the man who owned the business card that had been languishing in my wallet all this time.
THE FIRGIE RAZKAFFA KHAIRAN
A name that has been deeply attached to my heart, and right now I want to always be close to it. Well, at first I used my beautiful niece again to meet her again in a different place.
🌻Flashback
1 Month ago
"Assalamu'alaikumm ..." I said.
"Wa'alaikumussalam" replied a man from behind my phone.
"Mas still want not, about my ponakan nahan peed at Mas shophouse the other day, the effect is only now nihhh. Anyway Mas must be responsible or I report to the police station..!!!" I said bully him.
"In which hospital was his nephew in?" the man looked probing and did not want to escape his responsibilities.
"I have to share the location of the clinic address, anyway the hunt dateng Mas..!!!"
"I'm definitely coming, just wait there..!!!" said the man looks to see the watch in his hand at 16:15 looks there, and he has not performed his ashar worship. He also went to the toilet, ablution and worship in his room. Only then did he go to the location directed through his phone screen.
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"How long is it?"
"Where's your nephew?" the man asked me. While his hand put the key Yaris who was originally in his grasp into his pocket now.
"The next morning .. My nephew has been brought home by his mother. You see, I still have 2 more ponakan at home, so it can not be treated," I said.
"So how am I responsible for your nephew?"
"Where are ya? yes, I will think about it later. I hope my nephew recovers soon. Now just take me home.!!!" I said a little forcefully, although at first he looked doubtful but finally he nodded.
A handsome face like this I think he would love to fight or at least find out about me, I think I am quite beautiful. But it's all just my heart, this guy was silent a thousand languages along our way.
"Mas, Mas ... stop by to eat first yes..!! I'm a laper, I have an ulcer than I'm sick how?" he seemed to take a glance at me and then said after ...
"What do you want to eat?"
"Chicken pitchers can be Mas,"
"I'm still new in the Bandung area do not know many places to eat here. You're the one who took the road..!!" and it turns out that he is also not a native of Bandung, ask me yes of course I do not know.
I am shaking at this moment too, though,
"What's wrong?" he was astonished by my head.
"I am also new in Bandung, do not know much of the region here," I cite.
"You look first" he said calmly.
"Mas, there is a rame kayak of a foodie tuh Mas ..," I stared in front of a distance of 5 meters from us, looking a suburban dining with a variety of options there.
"Would you eat there?" tanyakanya.
I also nodded until he immediately pulled his yaris and we went to look for the food we wanted to eat.
Finally we looked at the chicken pecel bakulan that looked new to install the tent, "Mas want 2 posi ya," he said later.
He was still with silence, the more he was silent the more cool and charming he looked, "Mas before moving to Bandung where he lived?" I said to melt the atmosphere between us.
"Oh yeah, I'm a bekasi guy too. I'm in Cikarang, where's it??"
"Eastwardly,"
"Wah Mass, if later I go back to bekasi can be all me together," I said again.
And this man again just silently responded to my words.
"Oiya we haven't met, introduce my name Shifa" I said.
"Do you know my name on yesterday's business card?"
"Yahh, I ngesavenya only after the ketoprak tuh, what's the name Mas yaa," said I again seemed to think.
"Firgie." and he finally, mentioned his name directly.
"I call him mas fir, mas Gie or mas Firgie??"
"Whatever," he answered flatly.
"Mas Firgie, when did you do business?" I began to be curious about the business he lived, but suddenly ...
"The mango in Taruang Teteh, Aa ...," a waiter approached with 2 dishes of chicken pecel at this time.
"Nuhun Kang," said Firgie, who was the name of the man next to me and was greeted with a smile by the deliveryman.
"Wah, Mas cool he said not long ago in Bandung but already can speak Sundanese," said I.
"My father is bleeding Sunda so a little I know," said Firgie again although still with a flat tone.
And we started our meal at the moment, he ate very focused and without sound. But really I do not want the time there is wasted with security, because not necessarily later there will be a moment like this.
"Mas, while answering that earlier dong, Mas since when to do business?"
"It's important to know my efforts? I opened it a long time ago," he pulled his eyebrows up after his words were done as his eyes turned to my food as if hinting, don't talk any more, eat some food!!, and I just pursed my lips, and I just pursed my lips, signs do not like his words, just can not what? my inner.
And after a while,
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The food on our plate is gone,
He seemed to get up from his seat, standing on the side of an electric pole and seemed to smoke while staring at the sky that began to dim because the sun had just entered his complaint.
From afar he was very handsome, I could not spare even the slightest gaze from the figure of the man named Firgie.
Seen the cigarette roll in his hand was exhausted, he threw it on the side of his shoes and stepped on it. He seemed to be walking towards me at this moment.
"You smoke, stay away from everything. Here also gpp kali Mas," I said.
"Cigarette smoke is not good" he said.
"If it's not good why do you smoke, if you suck it gpp that?" I feel I have a gap to linger with him at the moment, again by reversing he said. I really want to smile in my heart.
And he just smiled a little in response to my question, and his smile .. duhh so sweet, he finally started smiling at me ...
"Have finished the food, let's go home..!!!" sama later.
Just as we started our journey home, it sounded instantly ...
ALL OVER AKBAR ALL OVER AKBAR ...
Azan Magrib could be heard reverberating, his chant deeply penetrated into my soul, presenting the quiver of my love for my Robbku, we both fell silent to the sound of the reverberating azan until the call finally came to a halt.
"Mas, Mas .. there is a mosque. Get over there first, yes," I said.
He did not seem to respond to my words but his hand turned the steering wheel to the mosque I meant.
"Why has not come down, he said to pray. Come down..!!!" he said while looking at me who was silent.
And I finally came down at this time wanting to always smile, he looked at me earlier, I didn't dream?? my inner.
"Why not walk? even a smile of his own," and he seemed to leave me at this moment towards the mosque.
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I've fulfilled my duty to the creator, I can't wait to see that guy named Firgie back. It seemed like I saw him come out while I was still tidying up my hijab. Where is that guy?? Just watch if he leaves me ...
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This is first yes ...
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