
After being on the plane for a long time, the plane finally arrived at Husein Sastranegara International Airport. Passengers began to disembark from the plane, as well as arrsyads that had gone down.
Arrsyad out of the airport area in front of already many taxis easily and without waiting for long arrsyad directly into the taxi. Arrsyad already mentioned his goal to the taxi driver. Cars started to break down the streets of Bandung.
Meanwhile, seina had been frowning in looking for arrsyad but did not meet either. Arrsyad has left the airport without his knowledge.
"Sucks. I lost arrsyad." Inner seina.
Seina called someone to be picked up at the airport. Seina had also called her men to find information about the arrsyad.
"Look at me you won't get away from me." Inner seina with a cheerful smile.
While arrsyad he had reached his destination in front of the house of zhivana. After four years he did not go home but the atmosphere here is still the same there are only a few that changed.
As the wind blew against the arrsyad's face, the tall, cool-dressed man walked over to the house of zhivana. Appearance that uses sunglasses, long black jeans that are torn, white sports shoes that look expensive and brandid, plus a black jacket that is oversize to make himself more cool and handsome.
The mothers and teenagers around her stared at the arrsyad without blinking, as if hypnotized by the charm of the arrsyad.
"Wahhh he is very handsome" said a young woman who is a neighbor of zhivana.
"There's a rough prince." Said a mother dressed as a negligee.
"What is the prophet joseph?" Ask the two princesses who just came home from the stall.
"Masya alloh candidate for priest, me." Said a woman veiled mocca.
"Eh, he wants to go to his house ustadzah zhivana" said one of the princess santri earlier.
Arrshad who heard the whispers about himself was indifferent. He was not acquainted with all of them. Until at the door arrsyad silent for a moment, he turned his body first to look at the people who were staring at him. When the arrsyad turned back immediately the people who were staring at him immediately pretended to be busy with their respective activities.
When he was about to knock on the door suddenly there was doubt in the heart of the arrsyad when he accidentally heard the words of one of the mothers.
"Ustadzah zhivana will marry if a handsome man comes to his house"
"After I am ma'am, ustadzah zhivana has no male friends. Except for her future husband ustadz azwar who often here"
The conversation of the two mothers made the arrsyad upset, he did not like when he heard the name zhivana in juxtaposed with the name of another man. Arrsyad who imagined the name of zhivana under the name ustadz azwar in a family card made him not accept.
After talking like that, the mothers immediately went to their homes.
Arrsyad silently stared at the door of the house of zhivana. Now it's different not like it used to be four years old the house around the house zhivana has changed maybe the neighbors just so do not recognize arrsyad or they could have forgotten with him. His mind.
When Arrsyad wanted to knock on the door suddenly the door of his house opened. The zhivana of the veiled girl looked the same as before, arrsyad who saw her immediately take off her sunglasses that she was wearing, thin lips red arrsyad immediately smiled with his width.
It turned out that this feeling was still the same as it used to be, the thump of his hardened heart grew even more when he saw zhivana close together like this.
Four years of zhivana yearning has become more and more crazed and so very difficult to control. But look now without having to wait another year to see each other. Now the woman he loved was in plain sight, if only his mahrom zhivana might be arrsyad would directly hug the body of the zhivana tightly.
Arrsyad still did not move from where he stood. The breeze blew quietly as if it was giving a moment of meeting these two people.
"Why not say hello?" Zhivana said softly.
"Does brother zhivana recognize me." Inner arrsyad.
" I'm blind not stupid, you think with silence you I won't recognize you. Arrsyad" said zhivana with a smile behind the veil she was wearing.
Arrsyad immediately smiled widely, it turned out that zhivana still recognized himself well until now.
"Assalamualaikum sis" said the arrsyad with a sweet smile.
"Girishal"
Arrsyad again continued to smile at the retina of his sharp black eyes that continued to look at the figure of the veiled woman he had longed for so far.
"Am I dreaming?" Speak zhivana slowly.
The reason is that zhivana does not believe that today there is an arrsyad in front of her. Although he could not see but zhivana could feel it.
Arrsyad looked at the hand of zhivana wrapped in black gloves. Slowly but surely, approaching and drawing nearer, and the tiny hand was reached by the arrsyad. Arrsyad knew for sure zhivana would be surprised by this act but he could no longer hold it. Arrsyad clasped tightly onto the hands of the zhivana, while the zhivana stayed there.
Arrsyad raised his zhivana hand guiding him towards his field chest, arrsyad glued his zhivana hand right where his heart was being fluttered.
Zhivana felt the arrsyad's heart beating hard and fast. Zhivana pulled her hand away, but could not because the arrsyad grasped her tightly.
"This feeling, my heart and heart why it's pounding like this." Inner zhivana.
"I know that brother zhivana's heart is the same thing as my heart's pounding"
"Arrsyad let go of my hand this is no good. I beg you to let go"
Arrsyad did not want to make zhivana feel uncomfortable with him. Inevitably the arrsyad had to let go of zhivana's hand.
"I'm sorry" said the arrsyad with a sigh.
"Arrayad you'd better sit down, sorry I didn't tell you to come inside. Because it is not good to fear it causes slander"
"It's okay, brother."
Arrsyad immediately sat himself in a bamboo chair in front of the house zhivana.
"Arrshad I'll take a drink for you first."
"All right"
Zhivana went inside, while arrsyad waited outside. It did not take long for zhivana to come out with a glass of water on the tray. Arrsyad who saw a little distress zhivana immediately stood up and took the tray that zhivana had brought.
"Thank you, brother" said the arrsyad by putting down the tray.
They were seated in the bamboo chair in front of the house of Zhivana. People who happened to pass in front of the house of zhivana, they seemed to steal a glance at the arrsyad.
Arrsyad looked to the side to see the figure of the woman he had longed for so far. Zhivana stared straight ahead with her faithful hand scolding her black staff.
"Well, you've been okay all this time."
Zhivana exhaled slowly. Suddenly his chest felt tight.
"Alhamdulillah, I'm fine. How're you? You've been in America all this time, are you comfortable there? What about the college." Ask zhivana.
"You ask me too many questions, until I am confused which one to answer" said the arrsyad with a smile.
"Sorry, but I'm glad you came here"
"I'm fine, at first I'm hard to get used to in a very foreign environment but I'm used to it for a long time. And my college all went well and well"
"I'm glad to hear that. Oh yeah it's not been five years why have you been home?"
Arrsyad fell silent, feeling very confused to say what reason. Actually the purpose of the arrsyad home wants to collect his promise to zhivana.
"I want to take my promise"
Deg
"You still remember our promise? Now that I've come to collect it, I know it's not time yet. But I can come by anytime and collect the promise."
Zhivana was silent.
"Now I have come home, and marry me" said the arrsyad.
"Can't" said the man who had been standing in the courtyard of the house of zhivana.
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