My Secret Love's

What a Beautiful Morning

After finishing reading the writing in the book relics of his parents, Azzam quickly grabbed his car keys and walked quickly out of his workspace. Azzam wanted to know all the secrets he had left for him. He wanted to know immediately all the answers to the confusion that had always been a question in his brain. Questions he couldn't find answers to.

“Abang where to go?” zahra asked while shouting to see Azzam who was walking quickly towards the exit not even saying goodbye to her.

Azzam who heard his sister's words immediately turned his head and then he smiled, “Abang want to go to our old house.” Answer Azzam.

“For what is there bang?” ask Zahra curiously. Article they have moved here for several years and very rarely come to the old house even though they want to go there. Their old house holds a sad memory so the two do not go there often.

“Someone should look at and find out there deck. If you want to know you're coming. There will be a letter for you too.” Answer Azzam again.

Zahra who heard that was immediately immediately connected to her brain. He forgot just gave the book relics of their parents to his brother, “Ahh I joined bang.” Zahra immediately ran to her room for a while to look for a hijab she could wear quickly. Not long Zahra came out of her room and with her cell phone in hand. Finally, the two brothers immediately headed for their old residence which did take a long time. About 2 hours drive from their current residence to commute. The old residence of the Azzam family was in the city of J.

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Long story short, now Azzam and Zahra have arrived at their old residence with only 40 minutes. Azzam had indeed accelerated his speed slightly so that he could arrive at this residence in less than an hour.

Azzam and Zahra looked at each other before getting off their car, “If you still can't get inside because you're not ready. You can just get in the car here on deck. Let the brother go in and find what mom and dad left for us in there.” Azzam. She knew very well that her sister was sometimes hysterical at seeing photos of her parents. For the photos attached to their residence which is now only in pairs when Zahra who asked for it because he missed.

“I'm coming down bang. I'm not hysterical anymore. But what must be worried about that is brother because brother per-” said Zahra speechless did not continue his words and instead chose to go out from there.

Zahra immediately greeted the gatekeeper of the residence was friendly and once the guard of the residence recognized who came he immediately opened the gate for Azzam and Azzam's car entered the floor residence that three. The residence is no less luxurious than Husna's residence. But of course the Husna residence is much more luxurious. It could be said of his eleven twelve splendors. But of course the residence already signifies that the owner is a rich person. The residence can only be owned by an elite family.

Azzam immediately parked his car in the spacious courtyard of the old residence. The house he left three years ago. But it is still maintained because someone is guarding the residence.

“Young master ... young lady .. welcome back to this residence. We miss you guys. Will the young master and young lady come back to stay here again?” the butler asked Azzam to represent the others.

Azzam just smiled then he chose to go to his residence immediately, “Uncle, master room key?” azzam Pinta.

The butler immediately gave the key requested by his young master. After receiving the key, he immediately headed to the main room of his parents, but before that he turned to his sister.

“Dek, are you dizzy?” ask Azzam.

Zahra shook her head and looked around the residence that had not changed at all. It's the same as it was three years ago. Nothing was changed as if the memories he passed along with his mom and papi were now spinning again in his brain. In the living room, they joked with each other, laughing when her mom and dad came home from an out-of-town trip. Mami and papi they sometimes go out of town and do not continue at home but they never feel a lack of affection for their parents. Mami and papi they always have time to be able to quality time with family.

“Dek, come with brother.” As she looked at her silent sister looking at the family room.

Zahra smiled and nodded. She immediately followed her husband into the main room of both her parents.

Azzam immediately opened it and he immediately saw the painting on the wall. He immediately took down the painting and there was a planting cupboard. Azzam immediately opened it using a cipher and not long open. Again there was a box inside. Azzam re-entered his password at the end of his safe was open. There was a letter to Azzam and Zahra wrapped in a brown envelope and their names written on it.

“This is for you deck!” azzam immediately gave one of the letters that read the name of his sister to Zahra.

Zahra received her with trembling hands and tears dripping down her cheeks, “Thank you bang.” Zahra.

“Do not cry deck. This is mami and papi's message for us.” Azzam.

“If you're not ready to open and read it now. You save it first.” Azzam continued and he immediately opened his letter.

Zahra chose to leave Azzam in the room because the atmosphere in the room made her want to cry. The smell of mami and papi perfume is still left there.

Azzam did not mind his sister who went out. He knew his sister needed calm. Azzam immediately read the paper.

For Azzam

Azzam, this is the second letter for you. If you have found this letter. That means you have read the first letter in the book that mom and dad left and left it to Zahra. If you've found this letter, it means we're not with you and your sister. Sorry about that again.

Azzam, if indeed you are shaken and feel that there are some questions that you cannot answer then or feel that there is a memory of you that is lost then it means that your memory is indeed lost. Your memory is like an electronic memory device that likes to experience a reset if it has exceeded the limit. It is your disease that until now has not been cured. Sorry mom for that. But mommy is sure someday the disease will find a cure.

It's enough to go straight to the core. Mami wants to say that you're close to a girl. Her name is Azarine Salsabila Husna or you used to call Azarine. She is the only daughter of Lord Sharif. You remember who it was, Mr. Sharif. He is our neighbor in the city of F. Azarine is called Husna by everyone. It was her nickname on her public. We've been in town for a long time so you most likely forgot his face. You also only send messages and call each other so that you do not have a memory of the present face. You only have pictures of her teenagers when you split up. That picture you put in your room isn't it. It was your Azarine. Don't blame Mom for that. You do not have a photo of the present because of a promise you made yourself that will not show each other's faces until adulthood who promised to meet each other in Hagia Shopia.

Azzam, when you were 15 years old when you parted with him and we just arrived in this city. You once said you were going to marry her. At that time we only considered her a joke because of how it was possible that a child your age would marry Azarine. At that time we did not trust you and only considered all your words as an expression for being sad to part with your little friend. But now mom believes that your feelings exist even if it is not love but you love each other.

One thing my mother asked me to do is make your words come true, son. She's a good girl. He is also looking forward to your arrival to meet him at the Hagia Shopia. Honestly, mom and dad have the same desire as you. Making her a son-in-law but why do we consider your words when you were 15 years old is a joke because you were too young to discuss it son that we consider it just the talk of children. But now you're an adult, she's the same. You can already meet each other and you can realize your wishes. Marry her. Azarine. Meet him in F. Mommy and papi bless you boys. Trust me on your wedding with her later. We'll come see it.

Ohiya, there's a present for you in your room. Hope you find your Azarine soon, son.

Alright. That's enough of a message for you. Hopefully your memory can come back and all the questions in your brain can be answered. Mami hope you find a cure for it soon. Once again forgive mommy and papi yes son! May you be happy.

From : Mommy and Papi who love you.

Azzam wiped the tears that had dripped down his cheek after reading the letter from his mami, “Azarine!”

“It is fitting that I feel no stranger to that name. He was my childhood friend. Thank you mih. Now I remember everything again. Thank you for leaving this letter for me. Thank you for thinking about the possibility that happened to me. All my questions have been answered mih.” Mumbled Azzam stared at the letter in his hand.

Indeed Azzam's memory returned slowly as he was reading the letter. Azzam's memory often appears drowned but when reminded again then all his will return he remembered. Now all those memories he remembered.

Azzam immediately stood up and looked at the contents of the safe of his parents and immediately took all the contents. He immediately stored it in the bag belonging to the mother who was in the room and took her out of the room.

“Uncle, this is the master room key. I want my room key.” Pinta Azzam to the butler.

The butler swiftly gave Azzam's room key and retrieved the master room key. Azzam immediately headed towards the second floor where his room was located to find out the reward that his mami meant in the mail.

As he was halfway up the stairs, Azzam turned his head back to look at the butler, “Uncle, where is my sister?” ask Azzam.

“Nona is in the pool mr.” Answer the butler.

Azzam nodded and then he resumed his purpose. He immediately opened the door of his room and looked around. Azzam immediately grabbed a photo of his childhood which was located on the table beside his bed.

“Azarine!” he hugged the photo.

“I found you and remember you Azarine. I will come to see you and marry me just as I said when we parted.” Azzam hugged the photo.

Then after that Azzam also looked around his room to find a gift in his mother's intent. Azzam opened all the drawers in his room and suddenly he found a photo.

Azzam took that photo and smiled, “Azarine!” say it again.

Azzam flipped over the photo and smiled looking at the writing there.

[It's a gift for you, son. Here's the photo now. She is now 18 years old. She grew up to be a very beautiful and charming girl. Hope you find him with this photo.]

“Mami, I have met her and she is indeed very beautiful.” Azzam smiled.

Then he and Zahra returned. Zahra on the way she smiled happily as if the letter made her happy. Azzam did not ask much. When he got the answer that Zahra was fine, he was relieved.

The flash back

“Hm, that's the story, baby. I remember you when I found my mommy and papi's papers. Sorry to forget you.” Azzam told me his story.

Husna did not answer and just hugged her husband's body tightly. Now slowly the question in his brain began to be answered.