How I Love You Season 1 And 2..

66. Accidentally

In a hurry, Arini paid for groceries in a mini market not far from a train station. Unbeknownst to him, an ATM card and a piece of cardboard fell out of his wallet.

After making payment Arini immediately out of there. But the voice of a man stopped his steps. The voice of a man she did not know.

" Sir, wait.!" exclaim that man. Arini then turned her back, and now Arini faced the man.

" Yes, " said Arini thinning his lips.

" It fell when you paid the cashier.!" the man answered, handing over a piece of paper for his train ticket.

" Ooo, Alhamdullah. Thank you.!"

Arini grabbed that piece of ticket. Stare at a glance and then lower your gaze back. The man with black eyes smiled.

" Thank you, one more time. Excuse me.!"

Arini turned back, immediately stepping foot back to the station, because half an hour away.

While the man was still looking at the back of Arini who had disappeared behind the crowd - people. A smile rose on the lips of the pious man.

" Astafirullah, why am I looking at him. Remember the eye zina, Man!" the man called the Word. Men who were once called by Alm. Fa'i in his past stories.

Beautiful man. Word who used to go to study in Egypt and some countries in the Arabian Peninsula has now returned. Neat and unpretentious appearance. Now, he teaches at one of the Islamic campuses in the capital.

Yes, the Word came back 2 months ago. Return to the land of birth with the delivery of the dream, become a memorizer of the AL - Quran.

His performance was indeed a little different from the other memorizers. He still looks neat, like a metrosensual man.

Although sometimes also dressed syar'i with long cocoa and a sacrifice, while in the community of memorizers like himself.

" Firman, "call Andi and Imam together because they promised to meet at one of the cafes near the station. The word that entered did indeed circulate his view looking for the existence of his two best friends. He walked to the table with a smile on his face.

" Asalamualaikum, "said Firman after arriving in front of his two old friends.

" Funnytsalam, ustad!" answer them simultaneously. Then shake hands and give up longing because years did not meet.

" I'm sorry, the longest had run out of returning a woman's car ticket that had fallen here merket.!"

" Okay, is it okay? "

" Ooyaa, An's name is rich your ex-wife's name is.!"

Deg, Imam and Andi looked at the Word. The Word was somewhat confused with the meaning of the face. Imam immediately opened his phone and then offered a photo of Arini which was the back screen of his phone.

" What's Arini's face like.?"

The Word looked at the photo, then nodded.But, when he would answer the Imam immediately went up and ran away leaving Andi and the Word just like that.

The Word was more confused, while Andi was not so surprised by the actions of the Imam. Because he knew all the problems that were going on between Imam and Arini.

" You know Man, the Arini you met earlier was Alm's wife. Fa'i. And the Imam loved him so much and so much with me.!"

Word frowned, not believing Andi's words. Andi breathed deeply. To be honest there is still love for Arini in Andi's heart.

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Imam, running around looking for Arini. No matter what else the Imam just wanted to meet the woman.

Yes, Allah help me find Arini. Let me meet Arini. Rin, where are you, please don't run anymore. Enough of us running this year.!"

" Of the.!" call the Imam who has been standing at the right side of Arini.

Deg, man,

"This voice, _no - no.! I just misheard.!"

" Of the.!" call the Imam again, because Arini certainly did not want to meet with him.

Arini also ventured to look, her eyes perfectly rounded. Seeing a tall figure looming near him.

"Mas, Imam.!" inner Arini. Frozen on the spot, flashes of anger and disappointment again burst into his heart.

After a few seconds of pecking and being able to control himself, Arini grew up from his seat. Grabbing his tote bag and then walking away without saying a single word to the Imam.

" Wait, Rin! Until when will you run from us. We have to talk, the problem will never be solved with you keep running and avoiding me.!" sentak Imam, who blocked Arini's steps by standing in front of him.

Arini lowered her head still reluctant to stare or respond to the words of the Imam.

" Can we talk good, Rin!"

Arini nodded slowly without looking at the man in front of her. The priest was a little relieved to see Arini who finally accepted his invitation.

Maybe true, problems are not to be avoided. All has passed, at least when I leave their lives there is no more burden and disappointment to be met.

Finally Arini followed the Imam who invited him to speak in a coffee shop right in front of the station entrance. Arini sat opposite the Imam who had returned with two paper cups containing a warm capuccino.

" Drink,!" said Imam, put a paper cup in front of Arini.

" Could you not speak stale, quickly tell me what you want to tell me.!" arini firmly with a cold gaze, but did not look at the Imam in the slightest.

The priest sighed softly, looking at Arini's face that almost drove her crazy the last few years. The face of ayu is still the same as before. Instead of starting to speak, the Imam drifted into his own mind and heart. Her heart debug is still the same as it was four years ago when she realized her haram feelings for the woman in her place today.

" Rin, you haven't changed. Your face is still shady pleasing everyone who looks at you. Until now I still love you so much, do you know. I am also tormented by this feeling of even more guilt towards you and Fa'i.!"

While Arini still quietly did not budge, waiting until the interlocutor was. Until a few minutes, Arini finally realized the Imam was staring at him intensely.

" You shouldn't look at me like that.!"

The priest pranks, jolted with Arini's striking words. In the heart the Imam cursed himself.

" If you still don't talk, I'd better go.!" Arini got up from her seat.

" I'm sorry, Arini.!" Please listen to me first.!" Sahut Imam begged, while holding Arini's arm so as not to leave.

Arini also glanced at the hands of the Imam who was still faithful to grip his right arm. Although not sick, but Arini can not handle it.

" Oo, sorry. I don't mean what - what.? I'm just a replex.!" the Imam let go of his hand.

Arini also re-occupied himself, hoping all will be finished with the conversation.

Thank you, for stopping by and reading.

Sorry if this story disappointed you. However, the story I created was only fictitious behind. I am simply conveying my thoughts which are also still learning about life. We are just living God's destiny. So does this story, which at least can give a lesson for us. Just take the positive side.

If I am disappointed, I apologize. Sorry for not meeting your expectations. hhhh🤗🤗

May healthy always and cheap windfall. God has always protected us all. Aamiin's.!