Love for Zahra (END)

91. Heart Uplight Competition

It was quite a sunny morning in the area where Zahra lived. The beautiful girl was busy in the cycle with her mother preparing breakfast for all her family members.

"You smell the food until the room" said the young man who had just entered the kitchen area.

"Well, are you so cute, Le? Want to go back to Malang now?" ask Mrs Ratih.

"No, Bun. I want to join Zahra to the race," replied the man who was none other than Ega.

"Hem. Emang top mah if the Mother's son this one. Don't be like Zahra, it's been months here but no one knows the same complex boy. It's sad for the days" said Mrs Ratih deliberately insinuating her daughter.

"Seriously, Bun?" ask Ega not to believe.

"Yes yes. Until wonder Mother same him. In the past when Mother was young, she was very active in the organization. Uh, even Mother's child no one imitates. One is reluctant to know people, the other is busy with his own world."

"There are yes now again ghibahin people right in front of him as if there are no ghibahin," commented Zahra who had just been silent.

"Yes, let the fall not be ghibah. In front of you, it is not a sin."

"Pinter deh Bundaku if ngeles," said Zahra by hugging the mother.

"Call your sister gih, we'll sit down together," said Mrs Ratih.

"Males ah's. At best he's still asleep." He sat across from his fiancee who had been looking at him with a smile that could not be separated from the corners of his lips.

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The complex field where the race was held has been crowded by children and residents of the complex who want to watch. Ega parked the motorbike he was driving in an impromptu parking lot that was there. Zahra stood not far from him waiting for the man to finish with his bike.

"Come," take Ega. He rubbed his fiancee's shoulders with his bright face. The two of them walked to the crowd of organizers who used a blue T-shirt dress code in the corner of the field.

"Sorry a little late" Zahra said to them.

"It's not papa, ma'am. We haven't started yet" Adam replied with a smile.

"I can help you guys, right?" ask Ega to them.

"Byeah, Mas. The more we help the lighter we work," welcome Adam.

"OKAY. I started yes, friends. As we discussed last night. Lila, Maya, race participants data collection section. Who wants a list of settings we allow during the race has not been started. Understood?" continued the chief executive.

"Understand, Mas Adam," answered the two girls of Ephelin's age.

"I, Iqbal, Roni, Adit, who will prepare for the first race equipment."

"Mas Satrio, Dinda, who was the host and race host."

"Mbak Zahra, Ma'am who is backing up if the children who handle the race registration need help, can you?"

"okay."

"The same as the recording part of the lomb, huh? Later the documentation will be Ma'am Zahra."

"OKAY. Hehe, he's not me anyway. Call me Ega, let it be familiar," said Zahra to a smile because she saw the wry expression of Ega.

"Okay, is everyone ready? Please work together, friends. Before we start the show, let's read Al Fatihah's letter, hopefully our show goes well."

All the pantia in charge take their respective places according to their duties. Zahra wants to have to help two teenage girls who are currently showing a dislike to him.

The girl tried to be ignorant and remain professional even though this activity was not a big event. Ignoring the two girls' cynical attitude, he caters to every kid who enrolls in the race event.

Zahra seemed busy going there and there fulfilling the calls from other organizers who asked for his help. Even though he knew they were doing it to him, he remained silent and came to his aid.

The girl handed her notes to Dinda. Just as she was about to rest her body for a while, Lila came carrying the race peseta notebook.

"Now, Ma'am, continue. I'm tired" said the girl without any courtesy to the older man.

Sighing in a rough breath, the girl received the book and stood up to Maya who was being mobbed by the children of the contestants.

From a distance the girl saw Ega who had not approached her at all. He was busy capturing every moment of the race. Often he is approached by girls who are attracted to him. On the grounds of trying to take a picture and asking to be taught to use the man's camera, he unceasingly seemed familiar with some of the women. Making something inside Zahra see such a scene.

Not only did the man look friendly according to the view of Zahra whose heart was heated because of the actions of the girls who approached his fiancee. It was very desirable for the girl to come to them while talking to her lover and cursing at those shameless people.

"Sir," said Iqbal, who was beside him.

"Eh, sorry - sorry. Why?" the girl was surprised.

"See what the hell?" ask the man kepo.

"Nothing. Sorry, what did you say?" ask Zahra.

"Well, can I just for a minute? We need plastic balls. Forgetfulness hasn't bought it yet."

"Just a minute, May, I'll stay. There's no list anymore, is there?" ask Zahra to make sure before she leaves.

"Yes, Mother. I stay for the participants" replied Maya.

After receiving approval from Maya. Zahra followed Iqbal in front of her. The girl did not realize in the distance there was a pair of eyes staring at her every step with a feeling of anger.

"Mas Ega, it's me who didn't have a picture?" said the woman standing in front of him holding her camera.

"Yes, please" replied the man.

He kept an eye on where Zahra was going with the man. Seen by him his fiancee was riding the boncery motor sport owned by the man earlier. His heart rumbled to see his heart look holding both sides of the man's body.

"Mas Ega, teach me to let the shots be good like Mas dong's," the woman's pinta caught Ega's attention. But the man did not respond at all. His mind floated around wondering where the two of them were going.

"Okay, all the friends. Ten more minutes we'll start the final race for the afternoon. Make the younger siblings who have not listed the eggplant soccer race immediately register to Mbak Lila or Mbak Maya, yes. Later after this race is finished, we break first and continue again at three in the afternoon. There are still many races that are certainly no less exciting than this afternoon's race," said Dinda mmberberkan announcement to slurauh people who are on the field.

Before long, Iqqbal who had a conversation with Zahra behind him brought some plastic balls finally arrived at the race site. Zahra immediately approached the other committee and handed over the ball they were waiting for. Behind him Iqbal walked towards the others.

The last race finally went with lanar and exciting. After the race is over all the organizers gather and work together to clean up the remnants of the equipment they use. Also clean up the waste from food containers scattered there.

"Ofrava!!!" yelled someone somehow to whom until finally there was a loud impact sound and another scream.

A volleyball ball that was kicked hard enough to hit the head of the side of Zahra who was helping others clean up. He was immediately unconscious and made a boisterous atmosphere.

With a swift Adam who happened to be standing not far from the girl immediately caught him so that Zahra did not fall to the ground.

"Mom, wake, Mother. Zahra can beat me, right?" Adam tries to awaken the unconscious Zahra.

"Mas Adam, there's a fad in his Mama's ear!" shouted one of the crowd.

Not caring about anything Adam immediately raised the limp body of the girl.

"Let me!" Ega came with an indescribable face. Adam lets Ega take over Zahra's body.

"I'm taking you to the hospital" Adam said.

"Necessary. Take us home, I'll go to the hospital with a car. No way he should be carried like this," said Ega with a high enough tone.

Adam who understands the situation immediately goes to his bike and takes Ega to Zahra's house.