LOVE FOR IZZA

The Arlan Galauan

The rain came this afternoon. After the Dzuhur prayer, the izzah sat pensively facing the window still with his face.

The prayer room is near his room. Directly facing the front road. With minimalist windows.

Reihan..

It was still that name that inhabited his head to this day. Izza was pensive when in front of their store through a man holding a 2-year-old daughter, while the wife held her arm tightly. They are under the same umbrella.

Happy if it is us. .

I don't feel her tears coming back. Immediately on the swipe when the door of the room on tap.

"Mr there's a Doctor outside.. " Say Nuri.

"You want what.. ?"

"ga know.. " Nuri shrugged her shoulders and then closed the door again.

Izza was so lazy to meet that guy. Not good with their workers.

He immediately replaced his face with a hood and pinned a pin on his chin. He was a little bit wearing powder so as not to pale also lipcream nude color.

Afterwards he walked out, closed the door slowly and watched the surroundings. The Close sign is attached to the front door which means Juan and Nuri go to lunch.

While there, on the sofa sat a relaxed man in a marron-red shirt. At first glance Izza was like looking at the figure of Reihan sitting there, not Arlan.

"Reihan." he said.

Arlan raised his face looking at Izza with a frown.

"I'm not Reihan.. "

Izza immediately shook his head while closing his eyes. And it turns out to be true. That's Arlan, not Reihan. Their clothes are the same.

"Sorry.. "

Arlan smiled slanted, put down the magazine he read earlier and stood up. Tidy up her clothes and walked over to Izza.

Izza immediately retreated as Arlan got closer. But Arlan is just getting ahead. Izza was blocked by the wall behind him.

"Arlan. what are you doing.. !" Izza closed his eyes and put both of his hands in front of his chest.

Arlan was already standing in front of Izza, rubbing the woman's lips and smiling obliquely.

"You're making-up.. What's because I came.. ?"

Izza immediately opened his eyes, pushing Arlan's body which was not moving at all. With his upset face he pushed back, but instead Arlan slightly stuck to him.

"C. arlan.. " In the end of his breath, cold sweat began to come. He immediately remembered the shadow of his past. When Adi dragged him forcibly. Kissing her lips rough.

Izza instantly fell unconscious and Arlan instantly caught his body.

"Izzas.. Izza. wake up. hey.. Izzu.. " Arlan tried to resuscitate Izza by patting her on the cheek. But Izza remained unconscious.

Slowly he lifted the skinny body and took it to the sofa, in his pulse, also his eyes .

"Why he fainted. There was a dark past that traumatized him.. " Arlan wiped the sweat on Izza's forehead.

He stood up, entered Izza's room looking for something that could help Izza sober up. And his eyes caught a small bottle of wind oil near the phone. Just as he was about to turn around, he looked back next to where the bottle was.

A wedding photo in size 3R. Izza who was smiling happily in the arms of a man who was wearing a similar suit to her. Izza is really beautiful in the photo, her face sparkles happily, not like now.

Arlan raised the frame, noticing the person next to Izza whom he believed to be named Reihan. Pretty handsome and tall. A little dark but also stout. Compatible with Izza who looked bohai at that time.

"Can I ask your wife for me Reihan.. "

Arlan put the frame back and walked out towards the sofa. He rubbed the wind oil on his finger and put it under Izza's nose, and his head.

"Have you ever been traumatized at something. ?" Arlan took the water and gave it to Izza.

"No.. " Izza took the glass and drank it in half.

"You are very difficult to open Izza. when it makes the burden on your head even heavier .. "

"That's none of your business.. "

Arlan turned towards Izza, then sat on the same sofa but a distance away.

"You eat with me .. ?"

Izza turned to Arlan and then to the outside. The rain had stopped a little.

"Come on.. " Arlan stood up first. Leaving Izza.

Izza clucked as if by himself, he didn't agree. But the man was already walking as if Izza was going to follow him.

Half-heartedly, Izza entered her room and took her bag and cell phone. Then walk out looking for Arlan.

There was no sign of the man's nose but the sound of the car horn resuscitated him. Izza is still standing. "Ga there's sweetness.. "

And then she remembered Reihan. When they arrived in Malaysia after the accident. At that time he was sulking choose to ride the car Amir and his in-laws. The conversation with Reihan.

On the stroke of tears flowing, his chest was so tight. He decided to go back into the store.

Arlan who saw Izza coming back inside immediately opened the door and exited.

"Izza.. !!"

The call was in vain because Izza had already entered into . Hurry up he comes in. Looking for Izza but invisible figure. He stepped into Izza's room. And the door is closed and locked.

"Zp... " The door slid when I heard Izza's crying voice .

"Za. open the door .. "

Izza's crying voice was no longer heard. But Arlan was worried. How did he get in.

"Zaa. open the door, or I'll call your papa. . "

The threat worked, Izza opened the door in half. His eyes are sob .

"Go home. I want to rest.. "

"But you haven't eaten.. "

"Let me eat.. " Izza immediately closed the door again.

Arlan sighed softly and before long the front door opened, Nuri and Juan had already returned from lunch.

"Sir Doctor is still here.. ?" Sapa Nuri's.

"Yes.please remind Izza to eat, she's resting .. "

Although he looked confused by the doctor's max, but the two immediately nodded.

"I'm going first.. "

"Yes doc. be careful.. !" Nuri waved off Arlan's departure.

Along the way to the hospital, Arlan kept thinking. How to get closer to Izza. The woman lives with her past.

"I'm no better than Reihan, Zaa... "