Fatwa Love The Angel

Sabahat is a Rival

Takbir's voice exclaimed so beautifully in all the mosques, sounding beautifully heard. The atmosphere of the night welcomes tomorrow where the big day of Islam that is Eid al-Fitr comes with a smile of victory looks so beautiful with stars scattered in the sky. Children with smiles play fireworks to brighten up.

A girl is busy helping her mother prepare food for tomorrow.

"Dear please take butter" said the mother.

"Yes ummah, just a minute." The girl got up and walked to the dinner table where the butter was.

"Well, you didn't help your mom make cookies or kisses at home?" ask Laila to Diba who helped.

The girl smiled smirkingly while shaking her head. "Gga ummah, I always buy what has been so stay to eat."

"That's mendeganya."

"Thank you dear."

"You guys if you want to see the parade of takbiran go, this is just a little more so that the ummah is settled," continued Laila.

"Later aja ummah, the bride must also not have started. Mending finish this first," said Diba. Though he wanted to see the march immediately did not want to miss, but it was better to help Laila first.

"Just like, it's up to you."

Not long ago, everything was in order because it was done together. Various pastries are already in the jar, as well as ketupat that is ready to be served for tomorrow.

"Fuh, it's finally sorted out too." Diba rubbed his sweat.

"Thanks to you two being so clean," said Laila.

"Say you wanna see the march? Cepet get ready," continued Laila.

"Let's get Zay off!" exclaiming Diba was impatient while shaking Zayena's arm made the master glare sharply.

Laila chuckled at the two girls in front of her.

Now Zayena and Diba are already in the city square that looks crowded with parade motorcades and people who visit to enjoy it. The two girls went around while hunting street vendors snacks there.

"Hi" said a tall man with a black leather jacket that fits perfectly on his body. His face was resolute with sharp eyes staring at Zayena, his hands outstretched for office.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Zayena, cupping her hand.

"Eum," he muttered back to pull his hand that Zayena had taken for granted.

Diba nudges Zayena's arm. "He who?" whispered. The girl just shook her head slowly in response.

"You two?" tanyakanya.

"Yes, what is the need?"

"Nothing, I just want to join."

Zayena ignored the man's words, she pulled Diba's hand away from the man. After meeting Clovis, he was reunited with a guy who was not clear. It was enough Clovis who had pestered his life.

"Hi wait!" The man followed Zayena and Diba who were dragged by the girl. Although Zayena walked quite fast, but the man could still compensate for Zayena's steps with his legs.

"You don't have a need please don't bother me" Zayena said with her eyes fixed straight ahead.

"I just want to get closer to you, Zayena."

Zayena's pupils widened in shock, but her steps did not stop stepping just like that. How does the man know his name? Who told him? And who is He?

"You're shocked? It's not just your name, I know all about you and I love it." Zayena doesn't care, really doesn't care. All he wanted was for this man to leave in front of him.

Diba was just silent he resigned to be dragged by Zayena. The girl snorted softly, how could the man she had just met say so.

"Hey, did you hear what I said?" The man suddenly stood in front of him against the road, Zayena stopped her steps and glanced at the man in front of her, throwing his eyes in any direction.

"Are you willing to be my lover?" The man pulled out a velvet box from his jacket pocket.

"Lo's crazy? Dumbass? Or how?" It was not Zayena's voice but Diba's. The girl looked at the guy sharply, but her gaze was defeated as the guy glanced at her. Checkmate, the gaze of the eagle is very thrilling but Diba will not lose just like that.

"You shut up don't interfere!"

"He's a cave pal," Diba embraces Zayena. "Anyone who deals with Zayena has to face the cave first, including you crazy guy," said Diba, pointing at the man.

"This tiny, minimalist forefinger mirror before I broke it," the man shifted Diba's index finger with his index finger. Ah right, his index finger is very tiny compared to that guy's index.

The cowo leaned his body towards Diba. "You don't know who I am, you just support me or you'll get in trouble. I don't like any little fleas getting in the way" he whispered with a grin. What the fuck, little flea? Diba was very upset.

The man's face turned so sweet as he looked at Zayena.

"How will you receive my love?"

"I won't force you to answer now, I will wait until anytime" he said.

"Well we meet again Zayena!" The guy stepped back to leave, his eyes not being separated from Zayena. He waved his hand funny, but Zayena did not reply. The girl looked very shocked because of the expression of the man's feelings.

Diba glanced at Zayena. "Wait, I'll buy you a drink first. You sit here" said Diba leading Zayena to the bench.

Just now that Diba had gone to buy a drink, suddenly someone thrust ice cream at him. "It's take, instead of ice cream will make the heart calm."

Eating ice cream in this cold night? Ah it was indeed Zayena's habit that would make her heart calm and peaceful. But he did not think about who offered the ice cream.

"Thank you" he said, rising from his seat to catch up with Diba.

"This is the ice cream, aren't you going to take it? Later on, I can't possibly eat him ice cream at once."

"Sit down and eat the ice cream" Clovis added. No matter where the guy came from, he always suddenly appeared in front of Zayena.

Zayena only glanced at him.

"Quick sit Zayena, are you not kasian to me who is willing to queue there for your favorite ice cream cocomint?" Clovis pointed to an ice cream shop that looks crowded at night like this.

"Hmm" murmured Zayena.

"Do you want me to bribe you?" Clovis began scooping the ice cream inside the cup to feed Zayena, but the girl immediately seized it.

"No, I can eat by myself. Thank you," he said.

Zayena put a spoonful of her favorite ice cream in her mouth. A spoon that managed to cool his heart that felt hot.

"When are you here?" zayena asked with her eyes straight ahead.

Clovis looked at Zayena while looking thoughtful. "Since you've been bullied by crazy men" he said accompanied by weirdness.

His heart was very hot when he saw Zayena near his own best friend, he wanted to punch Oliver but he held him to keep his image. Quite different, there is a sense of unwillingness if Zayena falls into the hands of others just like that. He wanted Zayena to be his, only his. Is that Zayena's charm so much that Clovis is obsessed?

"It seems like my rival is adding" Clovis said.

"God is enough of a rival."