HEAVEN LOVE IN BISMILLAH

PAST TIMES

"Muran...!!"

Zahrana, she was still a girl at the time. Hearing someone call out his name from a distance, he immediately turned his head quickly. A familiar voice in his ears, made him seem excited at once.

"Aridians...?" He muttered with a big smile staring at the arrival of the man towards him.

"You never change, Zahra. If it's not home, it's always on the beach..." Said the man teasing him.

"Patri... When are you coming home?" Zahrana heeded the guyonan of the man. He asked back while looking fixedly at the face of the stranger in front of him.

"Just now... After letting go of the longing with my father and mother, I went straight to your house. But your mother said, you're not home..." The man she called Ari.

"So you've been to my house?" Zahrana.

"Had..." Nod Ari with lips. "It sucks when you meet your mom..." Ari's chirps made Zahrana astonished with her forehead looking thin.

"Why is that? What do you think my mother is, huh?" Ketus Zahrana turned upset hearing his mother was told to be annoying.

"Your mother, we're little, always treated me like her own child..." Ari Cengir.

"Yes, great... You have two mothers at once. You should be grateful, not even dislike my mother like that..." Zahrana still looks upset.

"But I want to ask for his son..." Lirih Ari with a soft voice almost inaudible. The man looked serious about his words.

"W-what? What did you say?" Zahrana asked with a face full of shock. She did not expect that the man would propose to her so suddenly.

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Aridiansyah, she is Zahrana's boyfriend from childhood. They were together almost all the time, going to school together, playing together and almost every day they spent together.

The man even dreamed of marrying Zahrana one day. Because he did not want to part from the jolly girl who had accompanied his days for that long.

When he graduated from High School, Zahrana was unable to continue his schooling to a higher level of education. Zahrana's parents did not have enough in the economy, especially her brother at that time also in college.

"I'm sorry Dad, Zahra... Dad is indeed a useless father." Umayyah's words like that alone have made Zahrana give up defeat. His eyes were dewy looking at the floor his feet were on at that moment. Quickly Zahrana blinked her eyes repeatedly, so that the clear liquid in her eyes would not spill. She was afraid that her parents would feel sad and guilty seeing her tears.

Previously, he had even applied to several universities in hopes of getting scholarships, but none of them graduated. Zahrana actually includes students who excel at school. It got second place once in the tenth grade, and then rose at the first stage until it finished. Only, the scholarship he had hoped for was indeed not for him.

Zahrana really gave up at that time. But she's still Zahrana. A good girl who does not want to burden her parents and siblings, who is ready to give up and sacrifice for the happiness of her family.

Zahrana tried to smile, hiding her sadness from her parents.

"It's okay, Dad, Mom... Zahra was also not very interested in going to college. Kan, I know for myself Zahra has no dreams. What is a woman, Mom...? High school, end to kitchen too..." He said while showing his made-up laughter.

"Aren't you angry, son? You're not disappointed in Mom and Dad?" Zainab asked with a look of pity looking at her daughter.

"Mom and Dad don't have to think about anything... Better than now, we start saving for Muslim and Hidayat school fees. They can't drop out of school, Dad, Mom... If we could try to go to high school. They'll be priests later..." Zahrana said with a big soul. His heart also confirmed his words, although he himself actually also tried hard to resist his desire to be able to continue his school again.

"Thank you, son... I'm proud of you. I always pray for your good..." Umayyad lirih. The middle-aged man's eyes seemed to be soothed by the clear liquid coming out from within.

"Dad doesn't have to thank Zahra..." Sahut Zahrana forced his smile. "Oh yeah, Dad... Zahra wants to go to the beach, okay? Zahra hasn't been there in a long time..." Zahrana looked at her father with a look of hope, asking permission from both parents. His chest was already roaring violently to withstand the tightness of sadness and despair.

"Yes, but be careful... If you want, just invite Muslims and Hidayat to come along." Sahut Zainab, his mother.

"No need, Mom... Zahra alone, afraid of the afternoon rush. They haven't come home from the shepherd..." Elak Zahrana's.

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