Fazila Tipan From Heaven

White Grey

Mm-m! Araf cleared his throat hard enough to make me fall, the phone in my hand was released from my hand. A second later I started hearing Araf's laughter start to break, I thought he was exploding me.

Had Araf been in front of me, I would have given him a fist in his handsome face so that he would not dare to show himself in front of every girl he met.

"You happy? I'm sure you're happy! You even laughed over my suffering. You know my heart's bad, you've connected your personal call with me, you're so crazy!" My move without allowing Araf to speak.

"sorry. Maafff!" Araf's voice interrupted his laughter.

"I just want to tease you. You know I'm very happy. And I want to transmit my happiness to you." Connect Araf with a tone of voice excitedly.

"Yes... I know you're very happy. I can even see you're acting like a hot worm because the girl called you, right?" Reply relax.

For a moment Araf was silent, I don't know what his intelligent brain was thinking until his breathing sounded so heavy.

"Are you alive?" I asked Araf while opening the suit I used and placed it on the pillow.

"Of course." Reply nerve plan.

"What's wrong with you? You were acting like a hot worm just because you heard her soft voice. Now that you're acting like Romeo lost Juliet, does that make sense?" I'm after Araf with all my questions. Instead of answering correctly, he sounded jarring.

"I miss fazilaaa!" Reply Araf relax.

"Basic is not sane. I thought what, it turns out just because of that sweet kid. You guys are really the same. Both make me dizzy." I said with a tired voice.

"Haiy... How dare you equate me with someone else! Who is that guy?" Araf asked in a high tone of voice, I knew he must be smiling. If I could see my best friend's smile, I sure wouldn't be this sorry.

"Mama!" Short reply.

"Tante Nani! What's wrong with her?"

"Fazila, the boy! Mama met him at the TV station. Because the boy's mother forced me to meet the girl of her choice. Mama said she wanted a granddaughter as sweet as that child. Isn't that coercion?" I asked Araf over there.

"Haha... There is finally the same person as me!" Said Araf on the sidelines of his last laugh.

"I can understand Aunt Nani's feelings. I feel the same way. Even worse, not only did I fall in love with the boy, I also fell in love with his mother!"

"Yes... You are not sane. I never even thought you'd fall in love with a woman with children. Turns out your playboy attitude is still often crumpled." I said with a smile, a mocking smile that Araf would never see.

"alright. Forget about me. You must have seen Miss Fatimah that's why you're so happy to tease me." Araf investigated in a serious-sounding tone.

"You're wrong! I never saw that woman! I just saw his daughter!" I answered because that is the truth.

"Whatchu mean? Doesn't Miss Fatimah live in your apartment? How can you allow a stranger to live in your precious place without knowing who it is?" Again Araf asked, a very boring question.

If it wasn't for Araf, I would never have given anyone a touch of my precious assets. The decades-long friendship led me to let that woman live in my apartment without even seeing her face.

That lady? That's a little harsh speech. I don't care, I don't know him, I don't make friends with him. Although Araf loved her very much, to me she was just a foreign woman, and it would not be a big deal if I just called her 'The woman'

"alright. Enough about the woman of my dreams! Now, tell me about the woman that Aunt Nani married you to! Is she pretty? Is he attractive? Is he rich? Does he suit your taste? Can he make you fall in love? Is he..."

"Enough!" My words quickly stopped Araf who continued to talk like a mum who was bullied.

Does he suit your taste? Araf's question is the most in my heart! How do I know that. I am a loyal man with one woman. I don't know what kind of woman my heart wants. Eight years ago it killed Alan who was filled with feelings of love, now there is only Alan a sad man who is filled with sin, a past sin that will never disappear until I am gone.

"The woman you're marrying me to is Bani...!" Quickly said. I didn't want Araf to parse his question again, a question I didn't want to hear.

"Bad-bani? You mean that white-gray woman, right?" Araf asked slowly, from the short question I could feel his shock.

"La. She's a white gray girl!" Reply again, this time I let out a long sigh while remembering the events of dozens of years ago.

"Oh my god! Did aunt Nani spy on you? Why would he know that white-gray girl?"

"I don't know myself! Mama said she was the granddaughter of opa's best friend. I agreed to meet her because she promised to cancel the relationship if I refused. And I have decided to reject it." Sayapku. Araf was heard sighing, it seems like my short answer astonished him.

"You're a really cold guy! A woman as beautiful as Bani is back in your life, why would you refuse her?" Araf's question was met with intimidation.

Bani is a beautiful girl! Her beauty will make any man stupefied and bend his knees. For me different, I am no longer a man who will be obsessed with pursuing the figure of Bani like in school.

"He's your first love! Didn't you feel any different when you first met her?"

"No!There's no such thing!" I replied in a slightly annoyed voice. I was upset because Araf kept repeating the same question.

"I'm not a teenager who's going crazy about his first love." I said again affirming.

"Yes... I can understand how you feel! Or the... Don't tell me the strange woman in your dream is curbing your footsteps to be happy?"

Glekk! I swallowed my saliva, Araf's last question like a Molotov cocktail that shattered my momentary calm. Araf was right about that, but I didn't have any answers to his questions.

Lord. I got caught red-handed! I murmured while scratching my head which was not itchy.

"Eitherway! I don't know for sure about that either." My words resigned, how can I give my happiness to a woman I do not know her existence.

"You better take Bani as your best choice. You know Bani better than anyone." Araf said seriously. Araf's advice really sounded weird in my ears.

Is he really my best friend? It sounds like an Ade opa. Did mom ask him to say that? I really don't know anything.

"Look! Aunt Nani asked me to say that. He asked me to convince you to get married this time! I'm your best friend, I understand how you feel. I will support your every decision. If the woman present in your dream really exists, I hope you meet soon." Araf said sincerely.

"Forget about Bani, she was indeed your first love during the gray white. You can't give up on being happy. Just as I love Miss Fatimah so much, so I hope you will find the woman you will love too." Connect the nerve at length times width. A minute later we ended the call tonight because of each other's busyness.

I sat on the side of the bed, Araf's words still ringing in my ear. I will never be able to find the woman I love, just as the feeling of love in my gray white days has vanished. My desire to be happy has also been lost. There's nothing I want in this life other than an apology from the woman I've hurt her pride for.

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