LOVE FOR IZZA

A Visit to Semarang

As planned. At 4pm Arlan and Izza boarded a plane bound for Semarang. As usual Arlan booked a seat next door .

"You want to drink Za.. ?" Arlan asked as a flight attendant came closer to them.

"Can.. " Izza looked over for a moment.

"Cold or hot.. ?"

"Angt... " Answer Izza origin.

Arlan gave a faint laugh asking the flight attendant.

"Tea angel mbak 1 . 1 coffee.. "

"Yes, a minute.. " In deftly the flight attendant immediately poured the requested.

"Please mas, mbak.. "

"Thank you mbak... " Said Arlan kindly.

Izza glanced back, for him Arlan was the type of preoccupation with everyone.

Ehh what cares about me. bodo very..

"This is Za... " The cup of tea he gave to Izza.

Izza took it without saying thank you. Slowly sip.

Moments later, Izza felt like going to the toilet.

"Ar. I'm going to the toilet.. "

Arlan immediately got up from his seat, giving Izza a way. Izza looked for the direction of the toilet and immediately headed there.

When he finished he went out the door, tidied up his clothes . There was a sound from the front of the toilet covered with cloth curtains.

"Ehhh... You see the mas who sat bench no 5 .. ?"

"Who wears the blue shirt" replied the other.

"Yes, that's a doctor, I met him at the hospital.. "

"Help yes. but next to him was Siapany, what is his girlfriend.?, ga da friendly..anyun just fitting I made a drink earlier. it is not very suitable with the doctor who is handsome and friendly.. "

Izza sighed in annoyance, xxxxxxx also turns out that there are people who like to gossip.

He stepped leisurely past those who immediately gaped for gossiping about Izza.

Izza only glanced sharply at the 2 people in uniform and sauntered towards his seat again.

Arlan wakes up, gives Izza a way to get back to sitting .

"Why.. ?" Arlan turned his head suddenly towards Izza who was watching him.

"Curl. gapapa... " Izza threw a glance in any direction.

Arlan smiled thinly nudging Izza's arm which made the owner of the hand look sharp.

"Don't nenggenggol.not mukhrim.. " Superficially.

"That means that you can donk.. " In the blink of one eye that immediately makes Izza careless.

"Kanghen..! "

"Just like you.suer... " Arlan raised 2 days upwards.

Izza bellowedly hid her slightly blushing face. But it instantly went back flat considering the person who was gossiping about it earlier.

Once again he turned to Arlan and the man immediately raised his two eyebrows. Izza again threw a look outside.

Long drowsiness came, he fell asleep next to Arlan who immediately led him leaning on his shoulder.

Arlan gently rubbed his head wrapped in the veil. Trying not to move much to make Izza feel comfortable.

45 Minutes later, they were down for transit. Waiting for 1 hour later they continue their journey to Semarang.

Arriving in semarang has finished maghrib. The streets are getting dark. There was a sense of uneasiness in Izza's heart. He's so uptight. They take a taxi to Arlan's parents' house.

Arlan several times looked towards Izza who looked tense and pale.

"Nyantai yes.. "

Izza just nodded slowly, took a deep breath and threw it away slowly.

"The first new kayak.. " Sindir Arlan.

"This is Arlan's first time.. " It is.

"Ohh yeah.. hold the old one.. ?"

"My oldest who used to be my best friend mama, they indeed come home every year. . so I already know..

What if your parents don't agree.. ?"

Arlan only smiled faintly, approaching towards Izza.

"Again or not, I will marry you.. " His whisper in Izza's ear which instantly made her stiffen.

Arlan gave a small laugh biting on her finger as she managed to tease Izza . Izza just glared annoyed. Back to look at the city streets that have been devoured flickering.