Fatwa Love The Angel

Zayena, Clovis and Oliver

The cold morning greeted the day of victory, the smile of a girl glaring at the blue sky from the window of her room. He sat on a chair while brewing his favorite warm chocolate milk, the breeze he let hit his plain face. This comfort made his heart feel calm.

After performing Eid prayer Zayena has not come out from behind it, he is still busy with his activities admiring the beautiful sky this morning.

The door squeaked indicating someone entered her room, the girl turned her head and found her ummah figure standing in the doorway while looking at her with a smile. Zayena suddenly rose from her seat toward her Laila-ummah.

"Honey down first, help the ummah to entertain the guests," Laila said to her only daughter. Zayena nodded her head.

"Yes ummah, Zayena change clothes first." Zayena still wears casual clothes.

"Don't take it long."

Zayena smiled knot. After Laila came out she immediately sorted the clothes in her closet, her gaze was shifted to the tote bag of the gift from Clovis who was on the table. His hand stretched out on the tote bag, he was very curious about the contents inside. Because Zayena has not seen or peeked at the contents.

"What is this?"

Zayena took the medium-sized box from inside the tote bag. He flipped through the box before opening it, "open no yes" he murmured.

Because of her curiosity is quite high, Zayena also opened the lid of the box. "Waw, very good," he said while lifting a long dress suitable for hijab women like Zayena, the dress is blue wardah that looks simple but gives an elegant impression. Not only the dress, Clovis also gives the pashmina hijab with matching colors.

Zayena switched position facing the large mirror in her room, she measured the dress that looked so fitting on her body. When he was busy measuring the dress a message notification from an unknown number was entered on his dress. Zayena kept the dress in bed and then took her phone to see the message.

[+628235******]

Hows it? Likey? My choice is good, right?

Worn, do not look at it.

You must be so beautiful when you wear that dress, I can't wait to see it.

It is certain that the foreign number that sent him this message was Clovis Pranata the stalker guy. Zayena immediately replied to the message briefly.

[Bavin]

Love it, thank you very much.

After replying to a message from Clovis, he saved his phone back on the nightstand. Then Zayena went downstairs to help her mother.

**

"Woy, why would you use a game like that? Kayak moms," Damian led when he saw Clovis using white thobes.

"Lo ga's cross on the loose, njing?" timpal Sakuta saw a necklace of crosses that never escaped Clovis' neck.

"Lo on diem! Don't say much" joked Clovis.

Sakuta and Damian continue to laugh, they are not out of thought with this friend who is getting out of his habit. Damian embracing Clovis' shoulder made the man raise his eyebrows.

"Lo's not really an advocate? You've died love just as much as a girl," said Damian then hit the raw plan Clovis.

"Lo never thought of it, bro. Fix, it's love." Damian spoke again, while Sakuta only agreed.

The sound of the door opening, then showing the figure of Arista. "Love? Who's in love?" said it.

"Cock on diem?"

"Lo's in love? Same who? Tell me cave dong," he continued pointing at Sakuta.

"Three of you? Where's oliver?"

The three of them were silent, moreover Clovis who did not like to see the woman. He rolled his eyes. Now that Arita's eyes were on Clovis, the woman approached.

"No need to care about the cave" he jolted. Clovis snatches the keys to his car and then exits his room leaving Arita who has just arrived and presumptuously enters his room with Sakuta and Damian.

Clovis did his car quickly through the streets. The man could not wait to see his target girl wearing his gift, he could not imagine how beautiful a Zayena was. She hoped Zayena would wear it.

**

Zayena looked at her reflection from the mirror, this shirt fits perfectly on her body. The price of this dress must have been expensive, what should he do to repay the gift from Clovis? He doesn't have enough money.

"From that moment you looked at the mirror" said Laila, shaking her head. "That's below someone wants to meet you," he continued.

"Diba's? Tumben did not enter the room," he asked.

"Eum don't you, maybe it's your male college friend?"

"Huh?" Zayena thought hard, what could it be Clovis. Zayena's smile suddenly expands without her noticing, she rushes downstairs leaving Laila.

The girl walked quickly down the stairs, but her smile faded. It turned out that it was not Clovis who was waiting for him, but rather the strange man he had met in the night. The man smiled at Zayena on the sidelines of her conversation with Ghafur-Yah Zayena.

Zayena has a strange feeling lately, she is also confused why she was so excited and then looked moody in a matter of seconds. The girl was puzzled as to why she wished Clovis had come? What's up with him?

The girl was sitting on the chair opposite the man, Zayena just looked down deeply. While the man was busy stealing glances at Zayena, his lips were smiling slantedly at the clothes the girl was wearing. The man's thoughts sailed a few days earlier where Clovis showed off the dress he had just bought to give to someone, rightly assuming it would be given to Zayena.

"Where's good?"

"Lo ga taste is never wrong," said Oliver glanced at the blue dress wardah exhibited by his best friend.

Yep. The obscure man was Oliver Clovis's best friend, he chuckled little to see Zayena wearing the dress. Has Clovis seen this girl's beauty with her dress?

"Assalamu'alaikum" someone's greeting made Zayena, Oliver and Ghafur look at the source of the voice.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" sahur Zayena and Ghafur.

Seen Clovis standing at the end of the door, he looked shocked to see the triumphant smiling Oliver there. The look on Oliver's face now said 'this time you lost a step from the cave'. But the thin smile that was engraved on Zayena's face made her originally hot heart turn cold, she was also happy to see Zayena wearing her gift.

"Please enter" Ghafur said. Clovis entered and sat on an empty chair after being invited, he glanced at Oliver with a dislike gaze.

The atmosphere between Oliver and Clovis seemed tense, Zayena could feel it. They were acting as strangers who had never known them, but the gaze of the two could not lie that they had a friendship that had now turned into competition.

"Do you know so well?" ask Zayena.

"No," Oliver replied.

"Yes," Clovis replied. They both answered simultaneously, Clovis and Oliver exchanged lyrics and then threw away their faces.

"Hmm, do you know each other or not?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"No." They returned a compact answer but with a different answer.

"I'm friends with Oliver" Clovis said.

Zayena nodded her head. So they're friends with each other, and the guy's name is Oliver. It is fitting that they are equally unclear.

"Zayena we're out for a bit" Clovis told Zayena then coded Oliver to follow him out.

For some reason Zayena's heart felt bad, she could only stare at the backs of the two men.