love of kayla

a white letter

heard the step of Kayra who left my room step more and more sounding small and over time has disappeared like its existence which may now not be on the top floor anymore

I looked at the white paper I now held in my left hand and gau in my right, I put the dress on the bed and opened the paper which made me curious

*titlefetish...

kayla salsabila ahmad

maybe we don't know each other

or even like each other

but sure that I will always be loyal to my parents' choice and will always take care of it, as an expression of my love for my parents then I will love you until death picks up

love can grow as we are together

from rayhan

salam*...

can the love between us grow when we have never met face to face, can I live with people I don't know? ahh.. It's too hard even for me to think what else I'm living.

what will our lives be like? can harmony like people in general or maybe it will remain like this rigid and even to say hello of course not necessarily I can do

lord...is this the way of my life is this my destiny, is rayhan really the priest you have prepared for me? ask me in my heart while hugging the white dress that Rayhan gave us to wear at our engagement tomorrow night

I didn't realize I was asleep hugging my dress and holding onto the white paper from Rayhan

I woke up and I saw the clock showing at 13:25 how long I slept until I missed my lecture today must have been looking for me on campus

nannana....

nananana.. ringtones of hp mila are very clearly heard beautiful in the ears.

"hello, where are you going, where aren't you going? you're all right, right? I'm worried" asked mila tampa to give me a chance to answer

"yeah hello mil, I'm good, just overslept" I replied casually

"can I fall asleep? usually you never miss his lessons even doni sir" said mila

" just another mile's worth of males"

"why are you kay, is it because of your engagement? " tanya mila in a slightly sad voice

"ga mil, just me again lazy anywhere, anyways said mother I have to rest for the event tomorrow night" said my mother

"well, if there's anything2 says yes" pinta mila

"get the boss" I said

"yes, I'm going to enter the bus first"

"yeah, don't forget to come here later ya mil"

"ok, take it easy, bay kay" said mila as he closed his call

I left my room to step into the bathroom maybe with a soak my anxiety will be a little reduced and right after the shower I did feel refreshed and began to feel confident again even in a small heart still feels that worry