Love Flips At The End of the Season

THE BROKEN PROMISE

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Mushala School ....

"Eitt! Remember we are not mahrams, and we are adults now not children anymore. To any man who is not the mahramnya you do not play hugs, it is a sin." The boy smiled looking at Fatim.

*alhamdulillah, O Allah, You found us in a beautiful way, may You also be pleased to link our hearts to a lawful relationship later, the inner boy.*

"Yes sorry, Brother. I just want to bend his nose so bad." Fatim seemed to be talking without a burden.

Both of them were silent now, they looked at each other with a thump that rumbled on each other's chests. But quickly the boy took a stand.

"Dad! Subject your gaze, istiqfar. We are not yet lawful to look at each other like this." Abas immediately threw away his sight. Well the boy who met Fatim in the mosque was Abas, the man who Fatim started to like since childhood.

"Yes sorry," said Fatim as he lowered his head. But both are smiling.

"Tomorrow the second day, the day after the third day, and tomorrow the fourth day, the fifth day is the last for brother, can we meet again?" abas asked, still turning his back to Fatim. Now the two sit back to each other, which is bounded by a closet.

"Inshaa Allah. But I can't be sure yet, because on the last day usually at school we will have class meetings, a kind of sports game that is." Fatim plays the tip of her hijab.

"Let's see ya, Deck. You see on the last day that brother will be directly picked up to go back to Bandung." Abas breathed a heavy sigh.

"Later on, yes" said Fatim with a little less enthusiasm.

"Sir, go back to class. Poor Hanafi seems like he is not finished, because he has not been duha," said Abas with a slight glance towards Fatim.

"Ehmm," Fatim answered briefly.

Not to mention the two departing from the outside had heard the cry of his best friend, Yati.

"Fren! Assalamu'alaikum! Loe's inside isn't she?" yati shouted loudly.

"Temen you've come, brother go yes. Fear of being slandered. Assalamu'alaikum," said Abas and immediately walked out of the mushala.

"Wa'alaikumussalam warhamatulli wabarakatuh," replied Fatim who was also heard by Yati, but he thought that Fatim really answered his greetings.

"Alhamdulillah turns out to be a real loe inside. We go to the canteen yuk, laper," yelled Yati still from outside the mushala.

Fatim walked towards the exit of the mushala, not forgetting that he scolded his friend.

"Loe, yeah, no manners, no yelling, you think I'm a wall? No ears," Fatim's nagging greeted sweet smile Yati.

"So much attention, again dapet huh?" Ledek Yati on his best friend.

"Yes, I have sandals that I want to nimpuk people" replied Fatim while opening his sandals.

"Eitt don't dong, later turn cute. Ayang Wawan will no longer want to glance at me," said Yati with a sad face that made Fatim unable to hold back his laughter.

"Udah ah, yuk to the cafeteria! Later we do not go into the hunt so we eat, if the laper will answer the reply is not konsen," Fatim pulled the hand of his sahabat to go to the canteen.

The atmosphere of the canteen was really cool, children's laughter filled the room. Ever since Gladis Cs' departure from the Superior school, all the students were relieved. Now no one will look for commotion or attention when in the cafeteria or anywhere.

After they were full, the two friends returned to class. Soon the long bell will ring a sign that the second session will begin soon. All the children have also returned to their respective classes and are ready to return to fight with questions.

Fatim seemed to be turning on his motor when someone patted him on the shoulder.

"Team! Waitaminute! I want to talk to you, please!" Pinta Rangga while cupping both hands.

"Why?" fatim asked while wearing his helmet.

"After this, I'll be out of the country. Now I want to express my feelings to you. I've loved it since our first sight ospek first. I want us to make it on good-bye night. How's it?" Rangga put on a hopeful face.

"Sorry, Brother! I can't for one reason I can't explain right now." Fatim started his motor engine and moved away from the irritated Rangga.

*Gue must be able to have Fatim loe, if I can not then other people will also not be able to, Rangga inner regret his stupidity that is too afraid to express his feelings.

Meanwhile, Fatim went straight home because he was currently testing, so he was more focused on studying. He didn't want to disappoint his mother, Nadya. He wanted to give the best results for her. Including accepting matchmaking that has been arranged by his mother.

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It is not felt that the class kindness test has now entered the fifth day. As they agreed together. He and Abash will meet in Mushala.

Fatim deliberately wanted to finish his exam quickly, he was afraid of being late. When Fatim was finished, he immediately went to their place of agreement. He immediately berwudu and duha prayer, after he finished langsumg peek into the male shaf, but looked empty. There was no one in Mushala.

Fatim is still faithfully waiting even though one by one the students and students of High School Superior left their school building. Now it has been almost four hours Fatim waiting but the figure of Abas did not appear.

*Oh Allah, has Abas gone? Why didn't he see me first. Why does he break the promise, is not breaking his own promise a sin? Is he no longer afraid of sin? Inner Fatim was sad.

The atmosphere that had been bright was now cloudy. Alampun felt the sadness of Fatim. Raindrops began to fall soaking the earth, accompanying Fatim's footsteps. He let the rain wash over his body, and he cried. His sadness deepened because he knew after this his love would be completely gone. Men of his heart will be engaged may even be married at a young age.

Fatim's body began to shiver from the cold but he ignored him. He kept walking towards his favorite bike. Roughly wiping his tears, no one knew the destruction of his feelings. He was really disappointed. His childhood is repeated. It used to be the same incident he experienced, make a pact to meet with brother Pop under the guava tree but since then they no longer meet until now just meet again.

"Sister Pop! Why do you make me understand what I felt a dozen years ago. Loe left me without news, I love you, brother. Until the end of my life I will still put loe in the most beautiful place in my heart, even though later loe or I belong to orangain." muttered Fatim weak.

Fatim started the engine and slowly moved away from the parking lot, leaving his fondest memories there even for a moment. And at that moment also appeared a man with a sweat that soaked his shirt under the shade of a black umbrella. From a distance he could still see Fatim starting to leave the school.

She quickly let go of her umbrella running through the rain to fulfill her promise but she was late.

"Fatimmmmmm!" he screamed in tears.

"I'm coming, Deck! I never broke a promise, just like a dozen years ago I also came under a guava tree. But you always leave, you were the one who came late. Now I'm late. Abi has come to pick you up but brother makes excuses to see you, but now you have gone to bring my first and last love for you" Abas murmured sadly.

In the rain Abas walks away from the school that gave him the most beautiful dream, being able to be with his first love.

In his sorrow Abas prayed for the happiness of his beloved girl, may she always be in the protection of Allah, SWT.

The two hope to be together, although now they have been separated by space and time, the opportunity to meet and say goodbye is broken. In silence love each other in do'a ask each other.

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