Love in the Garden of Heaven

Vibrate Love

Meanwhile, the atmosphere in front of the convection near Rizal's office was so crowded that afternoon. Para

officers gathered in front while waiting for his pick-up. Lots of pickups and pick-ups

who gathered in front of the convection.

Amongst the crowd, there was a confused Nissa. Apparently, he's not haunted. All the angkot that was running around the place was full.

Finally, in an instant the crowd was gone. The pick-up was home, and by force

Nissa waited for the angkot to pass by. While waiting, Nissa was shocked by Syifa

which appears suddenly. He patted her on the back.

“Aduh, Fa. You make me hang,” said Nissa who was surprised.

Syifa just laughed. Nissa was astonished to see Syifa who had not yet returned home.

“Loh, Fa. You koq hasn't come home yet? Usually you will be picked up by your sister,” said Nissa.

“Yeah, Nis. My sister came late. He's got an extra lecture. In half an hour he

come,” says Syifa.

Nissa nodded. They sat under the nameplate of the convection company. Syifa who was still curious about Rizal idly asked NIssa.

“Nis, by the way who is the guy who anterin you earlier? Wih I swear, there are really cool people,” Syifa said with a sweet smile.

Nissa smiled.

"Oh, it's Rizal. He works near here. If not wrong, five blocks from here,” said Nissa.

Syifa. Nissa smiled at Syifa who was momentarily daydreaming.

"Fa, you have a crush on him. Duuuh, if you like him, then Izam in other places?" nissa Goda.

Syifa.

Apparently he knew that all this time he loved Mr. Izam, the manager at the convection company.

"Come on, you are Nis! Do not open my secret dong," he said with a manyun lips while draping his two hands on his chest.

Nissa laughed out. She saw Syifa's reddened face holding in shame. Nissa was silent again.

The sun had set, and the day had begun to evening. Nissa looked at her watch. He looks worried.

“Waduh, this is almost maghrib, koq no angkot through ya?” he said in his heart.

As Nissa daydreamed, Izam who was the manager at the convection company appeared. In addition to

handsome, he was also friendly to his subordinates. Syifa loved him so much. Moreover, when he knew that Izam often became a muezzin in a mosque near where he lived.

He stopped his bike in front of Nissa and Syifa. Izam actually puts his heart on Nissa, but Syifa loves Izam. 

Repeatedly giving signals. In fact, it was not uncommon for Syifa to harbor her jealousy when Izam approached Nissa.

And, that afternoon Izam approached Nissa. She was so pityed to see Nissa who repeatedly looked at her watch.

“Nissa, Koq are you still here? It's already afternoon. Soon adzan maghrib,” said Izam greet Nissa.

Izam didn't realize that Syifa was looking at him. Syifa's face look disappointed when Izam

hello Nissa. Syifa who was so jealous immediately chattered.

“Yee, Mr. Izam. Cook only cares to Nissa,” Syifa said with a manyun face.

Izam smiled sweetly. “Iya Deh, Syifa. Sorry”

Syifa was relieved, yet she still felt jealous. He looked at Izam with disappointed eyes. Izam felt clumsy in the sight of Syifa.

“Uhm, Sorry, Fa. Koq you see me that?” ask Izam to investigate.

Syifa. She's so nervous. “Uhm .. , Nothing, Sir.”

And along with that, his sister came to attack Syifa. He was a little disappointed at wanting to linger with Izam. But because he appreciated his sister, he immediately resigned to go home.

“Pak Izam, I say go home first yes,” Syifa said as she stood up from her seat.

Izam smile. He replied to Syifa.

“Loh, as I recall, the one here is not just me. Koq only I'm the one who announced?” said Izam with his sweet smile.

Syifa surprised. Nissa smiled as if she knew how she felt. He hurriedly said goodbye to Nissa.

“Oh, yes. Nis, I'm going home first. You be careful on the road,” Syifa said.

“Iya, Fa. You are also careful on the road,” reply Nissa with a little laugh.

Syifa looked clumsy. She seemed heavy leaving Nissa alone with Izam.

Izam who saw Syifa had not yet moved to tease him.

"Loh, Fy. He said he wanted to go home. Koq is still quiet? Tuh, pity your sister dong," said Izam

smiling knot.

Syifa is conscious. His face was flushed with embarrassment. He hurriedly walked towards

his sister and immediately went up to the motorbike.

Shortly after, the motor disappeared.

After Syifa died, Izam who loved Nissa tried to approach her. I see the day starting

evening, and the streets were so quiet. Izam was silent for a moment.

He was worried about Nissa's safety. Finally, Izam tried to offer her a ride.

“Uhm, Nissa. It's already afternoon. How about I take you home?” Izam tried

offer services to Nissa.

Gluey! Nissa stunned. He looks worried.

‘Uhm, .. how ya?” said confusion.

“Waduh, how is this? Where there is no angkot passing again, even though this is almost maghrib,”

he said in his heart.

Nissa thought for a moment. Eventually, he was forced to accept Izam's offer.

“Ya, already. Rather than late prayer maghrib,” said Nissa because there was no choice.

Nissa immediately got up from where she was sitting, and immediately sat on Izam's bicycle bonnet.

“OK, ready, Nis? ask Izam.

“Iya, Mr. Izam.” Nissa held on to the motorcycle stirrup.

She sat sideways because she was wearing a long skirt. Not to forget, she held the bottom of her skirt so as not to be hit by a motorcycle chain. Izam immediately started his motorbike and drove Nissa home.

“Nis, if you're out of the office don't call me sir. Your age is with me only

looks same. Just call me Izam if it's out of business hours, so we can be more familiar,”

says Izam is trying to signal his love for Nissa.

“Iya, Sir,” Reply Nissa,

Izam laughed at Nissa's reply. “Tuh, right. Just said, koq repeated,” he said

while laughing.

Nissa was nervous. “Eh, I—Iya, Sir. Eh, sorry. Yes, Izam.’

Izam laughed off. But in her heart she was so flowery. And, ten minutes

nissa arrived at her house. Just now Nissa arrived, it turns out adzan maghrib

beep.

“Izam, thank you for dropping off,” said Nissa thanking Izam.

“Yes, equally, Nis. Yes already, I went straight home yes,” reply Izam.

“Izam, should not stop by for a moment. The day is maghrib. Your home is far away,” says

Nissa.

Izam smile. “Nis, we are not muhrim. I do not deserve to enter your house carelessly Let me find the nearest manau,” he said.

Nissa smiled. “Ya already then. I'll go in first, yeah. Uhm, thank you for that

usher. You do not forget to pray, and be careful on the road.”

Izam just nodded. He immediately gasped and left. In the middle of the road, Izam

so impressed with Nissa.

Meanwhile, Syifa who had just finished praying Maghrib pensively himself in his room. He thought about Izam. While daydreaming, his mother approached him.

“Eh, Syifa. Koq you daydreaming? Not good, son,” said his mother.

Reverie's scum. He was shocked when his mother was already in front of him.

“Uhm .. Syifa did not daydream, koq,” said Syifa covered her feelings.

Mother smiled. Syifa did not realize that her phone was still on, and on the screen it appeared to be a photo manager, Izam. His mother who was curious about the display on Syifa's phone quickly picked it up. She smiles.

"Mother's son started kasmaran huh?" mother said.

Syifa's red face held in shame. He asked for his phone.

"Ma, where is Syifa," he said while holding in shame.

Mother smiled. He gave the phone to Syifa and sat down next to her.

"Syifa, Mama does not forbid you to like the opposite sex. That's your nature as a woman. Oh yeah, well, if I may know, who's the guy in the picture?" his mother said she was embracing Syifa.

Shamefully, Syifa told me who Izam was. He told me about the beginning of his meeting with

Izam. His mother grunted Syifa's story while smiling sweetly.

"Shypha. My mother was also young. Indeed, when we feel in love, the feeling so flies into the air. But, Syifa. It would be nice if Syifa handed this to Allah SWT by way of multiplication of worship, and also diligent night prayer. So that Syifa be guided by Allah SWT," said his mother gently.

She gently stroked Syifa's head, before she finally left Syifa's room. Meanwhile, on the same night, Nissa who was in her room smiled at her phone. He's tinkering with his phone. It turns out, Nissa is sending a message to Rizal. They exchanged messages.

“Rizal, honestly new first time I'm so interested in men. Are you my soul mate?”

thought.

He smiled reading a message from Rizal. Nissa replied to a message from Rizal. Rizal

she was lying in her room smiling, reading a message from Nissa.

In another location, there was a man who was in a cafe. He is Dicky.

He repeatedly sent a message, but only disappointment emanated on his face.

"Damn! Ranty, why the hell? Why aren't my messages getting answered?" his bathin.

He looked at his watch. And finally what was waiting arrived. Smile appeared. Ranty

directly meet him.

"Sorry, it was stuck in traffic. You been waiting for her?" ask Ranty.

"Oh, no koq. Let's order some food," Dicky asked.

Ranty just nodded. They ordered food and missed each other.

"Ranty, have you graduated S2?" ask Dicky.

"Yes, ****. From tomorrow I work for papa's company" Ranty said.

Dicky recalls his college days. He remembered when the beginning.know Ranty yamg

he was a faculty friend.

"Ran, we haven't seen each other in years. Uhm, you used to be so innocent. Now, your appearance is different," Dicky said with a meaningful smile.

Ranty just smiled looking at Dicky. He doesn't realize that Dicky's keeping

his love for Ranty. Shortly after, their order arrived.

"Ranty, you remember not being the same as Fahmi?" ask Dicky.

While enjoying his drink, Ranty thought. He tried to remember his memories.

And finally he laughed.

"Yes, Fahmi who likes to joke? Oh yea. Denger-denger said he went to Bukittinggi," said

Ranty.

Dicky smile. He signaled to a waiter. The waiter came to them.

Suddenly he opened his mask. Ranty surprised. It turns out Fahmi is posing as a cafe waitress.

"Ranty, you are more beautiful" Fahmi said.

"Ah, you are this. Uh, Fahmi. Koq can you impersonate a cafe waitress?" ask Ranty

astonishment.

"Ranty, Fahmi owns this cafe. Let's say he was a comedian, he's a success now" Dicky said.

"Ah, you ****. You also help me," replied Fahmi.

That night, they missed each other. Ranty, Dicky and Fahmi used to get along. Fahmi himself was a different student of the faculty.