It Turns out There's Love

09 - VERY BEAUTIFUL

Zafira thought for a moment.

"Relatedly? We won't be ticketed?" asked Zafira to confirm.

"Remain!," replied Fariz firmly.

"Well then, I'd like to come with you, but watch out if there's anything on the way. You have to take responsibility for my mom and dad" Zafira raised an eyebrow as she pursed her lips towards Fariz.

"Ready lady! Whatever it is, I will take full responsibility for you! Responsible for marrying you I want to! hehe, hehe," said Fariz teasing Zafira, but in his heart, Fariz really wanted his words to come true.

"Iiiihh.., it wants you! But I don't want to marry you!" replied Zafira, holding the tip of Fariz's front hat, then pulling him down, so that the friend's eyes became closed.

"Zafira!," Fariz reached out with both hands trying to catch Zafira who had been acting ignorant lowering the hat to cover her eyes.

Zafira, who was standing right in front of Fariz, tried to retreat, avoiding Fariz's hand, which almost touched his face. With his eyes still closed, Fariz with a long step forward looking for the existence of Zafira and Zafira continue to rewind the body until finally...

"Brugh"

Inevitably, Fariz's body that was fingered with closed eyes hit Zafira's body, so that the body of the beautiful girl leaned on a motorbike behind her.

The paper bag he was carrying slipped out of the handle and fell to the floor.

Both of Zafira's palms reflexes held on the motorcycle seat to support his body not to fall backward.

"Fariiizz!!" cried Zafira.

Fariz, who felt that he had hit something, immediately opened the hat with his right hand and saw the situation in front of him.

Fariz was surprised to see Zafira's almost-falling body and spontaneously his left hand as fast as lightning held Zafira's waist which almost toppled back and pulled Zafira's body into his arms.

Their current position was very close, Fariz's left hand was still perfectly circular at the slender waist of the beautiful girl.

Fariz's face was so close to Zafira's face, Zafira's eyes were rounded looking at Fariz.

For the second time on the same day, Fariz felt his chest pounding erratically, after the incident at the resto when Zafira touched the corner of his lips to clean the bruises from Ronald's punches, now again the same feeling, a strange beat that increasingly erupted in his heart.

"O Allah, Zafira, you are beautiful. Being able to see you this close makes my heart feel like collapsing. It's only fitting that for years I couldn't turn my back on you. If we grow up and I can be your husband, then I'm the luckiest man in the world..," fariz muttered inwardly looking into Zafira's shady eyes as well as enjoying the beautiful face of the girl in front of him.

Fariz's heart beat grew louder, he wanted to continue enjoying Zafira's shady face and eyes but suddenly Zafira pushed Fariz's body so that Fariz's hand which had been hugging Zafira's waist instantly slipped away.

"Diiihh Fariz!! Unhand me! You are deliberately looking for a chance!," hissed Zafira annoyed to look at Fariz with a sour face.

"Who is looking for a chance? I was not intentionally. You started it. You close my eyes first with a hat so I can't see" Fariz defended himself.

"Huh! Unwilling to confess, you selfish bastard!," Zafira's murmur was still with an annoyed face.

Fariz smiled to see the annoyed face Zafira further add to the beauty of his face.

"Yes well, I'm sorry even though I'm innocent" Fariz said, asking Zafira to shake hands but the upset girl did not accept Fariz's hand, her face still pouting, there was no smile on his lips.

"You're that if that frown gets prettier, hehe, hehe," Fariz doesn't stop teasing his best friend.

"iiihh! Not funny! It's feel!," Zafira snapped Fariz's head with her middle finger.

"Aduuhh," Fariz grimacedly holding onto Zafira's former jakita.

"Tell you it hurts a lot, when your hands are smooth, but it turns out your fingers are hard like Komodo dragons' fingers" ringis Fariz rubbed his head.

"Whatever to say! Let's go home!" Zafira ordered.

Zafira bowed, intending to take the paper bag lying near her feet but Fariz immediately forbade it.

"Let me take it," Fariz deftly leaned ahead of Zafira and took a paper bag near the girl's feet.

Zafira was stunned by the friend's attention. In his heart, he admired Fariz's good personality and cared deeply for him, but the admiration was only limited to awe of friends, nothing more, because in his heart there was only Ronald.

That means, all this time Zafira only considered Fariz like a brother, he loved Fariz as much as he loved Zafran.

"Here you go," Fariz gave Zafira a paper bag that she greeted the girl.

Fariz walked up to the bike and picked up his red helmet.

"You're the only one wearing this helmet,"

"Why am I wearing it? It was you who brought the bike," Zafira asked not to understand.

"Let your beautiful hair not fall apart in the wind" Fariz replied.

"Leave it. I even like my hair blown by the wind, so that my body becomes more cool," Zafira has returned cheerful and forgot the incident that just happened.

"Already! Don't talk too much. You are so chatty. Here I put it on," said Fariz approaching Zafira and quickly put the red helmet on the girl's head.

Zafira only gawked at Fariz's treatment and did not have time to reject him because Fariz had first put the helmet on his head before he could ban it.

Inevitably the girl let Fariz's treatment go.

From behind the helmet, both of Zafira's eyes glanced over Fariz's face. Starting from his thick eyebrows, nose pointed and thin lips, just because Fariz's face is not too mature so that the face looks rudimentary good looks.

Maybe after the age of a few more years, surely Fariz's face will be more sturdy and handsome.

"Fariz, it turns out you're handsome too. Mama papa did not wrong choose you to be my soul mate when I grew up. Besides being smart, kind, you are also handsome, but sorry, I cannot accept our matchmaking, I only consider you a friend and brother, forgive me..," whispered Zafira's heart full of regret, keep staring at Fariz who was still busy hooking the helmet strap.

"It's done, now we go home," said Fariz immediately ride the bike followed by Zafira.

"Bag and paper bag put in the middle only," advises Fariz before running the motor.

"Yes," Zafira put all the stuff in the middle, between herself and Fariz.

"Where are you holding?" asked Fariz, looking at Zafira who was sitting behind him, he was very worried about the girl.

"Here you go" Zafira held Fariz's shirt off.

"Well, tight grip, we're leaving now," Fariz started running the bike at a slow speed, exiting the motor park and entering the highway.

Fariz's eyes were so observant watching the situation of the road ahead. This was the first time he had brought someone without a helmet.

Fariz has always been lawful and traffic signs, but for Zafira's sake, he was willing to break all that.

"Don't speed!," Zafira's voice from behind, gave a message.

"Yes, princess," Fariz replied according to, driving slowly.

"You're not wearing sunglasses?" Zafira asked from behind Fariz's back.

"No," said Fariz briefly.

"It's true that your eyes don't hurt driving not wearing a helmet?" Zafira was a little worried.

"It hurts more when I see you with Ronald" whispered Fariz's heart.

"It's okay, there's no need to worry about me" Fariz said, pointing his thumb at Zafira.

"Alright then, but slowly bring the motor so that your eyes do not enter the dust" Zafira reminded.

Fariz nodded and smiled wryly, either he should be happy or instead get attention for the sake of attention from Zafira. Attention that he always misunderstood.

A few minutes later, they had arrived at their destination, and the two immediately set foot into Fariz's helmet shop.

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