Missing Voice Azhan

S.2. Don't get your hopes up

Aqila stopped her steps then turned around while shaking her waist. His face was blushing, between anger and shame.

"You did follow me mulu, already like a tail just know not." Next to the man who always follows wherever he goes. "What you are not tired of, anyways you should go to the office right."

"You're worried, thank you, baby, I'm worried about you." Dhafa replied as his lips parted a sweet smile.

"Who worries about you, you know. I'm just worried about your employees, I'm sorry that I got diphk because of bankruptcy because the boss is not a professional work."

"I'm a professional, baby."

"There are professionals but instead relax so casually."

"And I'm b...."

"The boss.whatever you're up to." Cut it quickly and then walk back to look for public transportation.

"Where the hell's the path from earlier."

"It's none of your business." Without looking back.

Anxious about Aqila's attitude, Dhafa then walked a bit half-running. After getting right behind the girl, Dhafa quickly pulled Aqila's hand until the girl faced him. And without aba, the man shouldered Aqila on his shoulders like a sack of rice.

"Dhafa ! Go down no." He shouted loudly while hitting the man's back, fortunately today he was wearing long jeans, try if the span skirt, Aqila could not imagine it.

Aqila put on a sullen face as she sat in the Dhafa sports car parked in front of her alley. Even the girl remained silent and silent as the man put a safety belt on her.

"Where are you going ?" He asked gently with his face approaching.

Aqila turned her head to look at the face of the man who had been filling her heart space all this time.

"Why are you doing all this ? What do you want Dhafa ?" Not answering the man's question. Aqila turned around to ask a question.

Dhafa smiled. "Your heart."

Aqila fell silent then turned her reddened face away. Even his heartbeat felt so strong.

"I-I'm going to the pigeon's path." He was nervous about trying to divert the conversation.

"okay."

Dhafa drove forward his car while occasionally glancing at the girl, while Aqila herself was just speechless enjoying the view outside the car window.

Twenty minutes later they arrived in front of a shophouse not far from Aqila's residence. Dhafa looked crispy in wonder, in his heart the man guessed that there was interest in what his lover was in this place.

"Do you have a need here ?"

Aqila was reluctant to turn her head, only her voice sounded softly.

"I.want to rent one of these shophouses."

Dhafa let out a long sigh, with both hands tightly gripping the steering wheel. His jaw hardened with the glare of his eyes that turned cold, and it all did not escape Aqila's sight.

"Do you really not want to go back to work in Qila's office." Dhafa asked with his eyes still looking ahead, the man was trying hard to control his emotions, he did not want to hurt the girl he loved so much anymore.

"I no longer want to work in the Fa's office, not because of you or anyone else. But I want to calm my mind, after all, this was my dream and mother's dream from a long time ago. Open a small business with my own hands."

Pock

A gentle pat on his head made him spontaneously look up at Dhafa, and he saw the man develop such a sweet smile.

"Do whatever makes you happy, I will no longer restrain you Qila."

"Aren't you angry ?" Ask with disbelief.

"Why should you be angry, baby ? Whatever I do as long as you're happy. I no longer need to bind you with my anger, I will only bind you with love and trust. That way I won't worry anymore you'll walk away from me, because I'm sure that you must love me a lot too." Dhafa said while rubbing Aqila's head with love.

While the girl's eyes blinked many times, it was as if her heart really did not believe what she saw.

"This is true of you, isn't it ? Is there a spirit that enters your body." Aqila asked with an adorable face in Dhafa's eyes.

"O Allah of Aqila, you are strange. I'm angry you're scared, I'm sweet this way you say weird, women are always right ya." Dhafa complained by patting his own forehead.

Hearing that, Aqila immediately fell silent with a flat face. It is true that the man said that he really loved Dhafa. But love is not enough if it is not accompanied by trust in a partner. And Aqila wanted to make Dhafa realize about all that.

He wanted this man to know that in a relationship it was important to trust each other. Aqila still wanted to know more about how deeply this man loved her. Although it sounds very cruel after seeing how Dhafa struggles, but it is not enough for him.

The matter of whether he would accept this man or not let time be answered. At the moment he just wants to focus on his goals that he must immediately realize.

Realizing the attitude of the girl who turned silent again made Dhafa have to swallow the bitter pill. A rough blow came out of his nose.

"Aqila..." Calling lirih.

"I'm going down." Aqila replied briefly then opened the car door but yet her feet stepped on the ground the girl turned back but was still reluctant to look at Dhafa's face. "Thank you for dropping off, I just wanted to say, please don't expect much further because right now I'm not sure how I feel about you. I may have loved you so much that I may even adore you. But since that incident, somehow my admiration and love slowly began to fade and disappear. I'm sorry I have to say this even though it's bitter at least I don't have to pretend to accept you."

Deg

Dhafa was stunned with a throbbing heart of pain. The man was silent with a look of eyes that kept staring at Aqila's back which was getting further away. Even the girl said everything very casually and without the slightest bit of looking at him.

Dhafa held onto his chest that was throbbing pain, his hands slightly squeezing the shirt with a raging feeling.

*What a pain your heart used to be when I hurt you so many times Aqila. You only said one sentence but it made me feel so much pain, then what about your heart that I have hurt so many times with my spicy words even with my actions as well. Sorry Aqila I'm so sorry.

I'll fight for what I'm supposed to fight for. And I'll come back to make you love me once again*.

Dhafa began to move his nibil away from the place after Aqila disappeared from the sight of his eyes. The man will rethink the way to be able to conquer the heart of the girl his adoration, however.

While Aqila, who felt that Dhafa had already left the place, slowly turned her body to look at Dhafa's departure, which was getting further away and finally disappeared from the sight of his eyes.

There is a radiance of pity but more dominant to the wound of the heart when staring at the Dhafa car that is increasingly disappearing. Aqila held onto her chest which still felt tight even though she knew the man had apologized and she had forgiven him.

But the name of the heart wound will never be able to heal easily like flipping a palm. It all took him a long time to heal his wounds. However there was still a slight wound in his heart, especially if he remembered how that man had always hurt him.

Aqila only wanted to calm herself down so that she could sincerely make peace with the situation. After all, he loved her very much even though his mouth always said spicy. He himself wondered why his heart could be anchored to the ice-hearted man.

I'm sorry, but I have to do this, so that you can appreciate what a relationship means, so that in the future you will no longer repeat the same mistakes.

TB