Not the Wrong Matchmaker (R2)

BSJ 01: (Not) First Meeting

"In a story it always begins with a meeting. Happy or not, it's the beginning to p ⁇ oses that we can or can't guess the plot."

...BSJ 01: (Not) First Meeting...

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Sunlight graced the sky of this city for a whole month. Give every resident in the city to enjoy the sting of light. The leaves that had yellowed, are now replaced by new leaves. The season has changed, bringing its own air for each connoisseur.

This sunny morning, with the boisterous crowds of people huddling each other on the streets. In addition to the roar of several four-wheeled vehicle engines, welcomed the morning of a handsome young man who had just been built from his dream island.

"D**ear, are you awake?"

A soft voice that always becomes a mandatory list that must be heard every morning.

"Good morning dear." The soft voice came back.

From her bead, she could see that her lover was busy dressing herself in front of the dressing table.

"Hm."

"Wake up dear, don't you have to go to the office this morning?" Remind the woman who is still trying to wear the earrings of the tiny ear buds.

"You have a meeting at 09:00, don't you?"

"Five minute again, okay." Answer the soft-bodied hugging man.

"Alright, but I have to go first, dear. I have a photo shoot this morning."

Said the beautiful woman, while hurrying to put a ring in her sweet finger.

He stared happily at the ring that was made the symbol of the love of the lover to him last night. Yes, last night was their fifth anniversary. Natalia Gracya Kim is proud of her relationship which can last until the fifth year, although shocks are also test-tube approaching the relationship of both.

However, all that they can go through until now. Their relationship began when they were still studying at the same university, continues until now. The beautiful Dutch-Korean woman smiled a little, looking at the lover who was still sleeping on the bed. The man must be exhausted he thought, therefore the king had not yet awakened from his dreamland.

"Then I go, dear. Breakfast is at the dinner table. See you dear.

Say it while giving a short kiss in the air.

"Hm." Little muttered the man who had now woken up perfectly from his dream realm.

With a slight drowsiness on both of his eyelids, the man clad in knee-length boxer pants and a plain tee shirt sat on his bed. Staring at the departure of the lover with both sharp beads. The woman, the woman who has officially become her lover since 5 years ago.

Their love story began in college. Both are studying at the same university. But at that time he intended to hide his taste. When he finished with his S2 lecturer, he ventured to express the feelings that he had been feeling. And amazingly, it turns out that the woman also has the same feeling with him. Since then they knit love, removing a lot of opposition to differences of belief between the two. The proof of their relationship lasted for five years.

Reluctantly, the handsome 28-year-old man passed towards the bathroom. Soaking in warm water in the morning today, seemed to suit him. For the next twenty minutes, he was already sitting at the table eating.Watching a happy breakfast neatly arranged on the table. Breakfast that must have been made by the lover before leaving his apartment.

He was exhausted from last night. After the 5th Anniversary party of their relationship, continued with the dinner with the family of the lover elsewhere. So it's worth his body as if crumpled, coming home from the office he immediately prepared everything yesterday.

Derrts

Derrts

In the middle of his breakfast, the sound of notifications from his smartphone disrupted his activities. Make his focus shift.

Bunda👪

When's brother coming home?

Brother is asleep??

Isya prayed first, right bang?

Is your brother really asleep?

Yes, enough sleep, bang.

Don't forget, if you can go home.

Mother and the others miss.

Yasudah, good night, mother's son.

Assalamualaikum says.

The series of short messages seemed to slap a part of his soul. From the date the message was sent, from last night. I just read it this morning. Never mind replying, Anzar just read it this second.

He Keevanzar Radityan Al-Faruq-gaze over a profile photo featuring a middle-aged woman in a shar'i hijab with her three children there. Looking beautiful at her age who is not young anymore, she also looks very happy when smiling at the camera.

Anzar hapal was right, the photo was taken 6 years ago. Precisely when he celebrated his S2 graduation with his family. After that, he could not go back with them. Six years, six times Ramadan also six times Eid al-Fitr he missed without them. Six years later, it will be a bird that forgets its way home.

He complains on someone else's earth. Developing wings in the water of others. Not that Anzar forgot his way home, only that he could not choose for now. If he returns to the homeland, the distance will separate him from the lover. Yes, Anzar spread far away from his family in order to stay close to his lover. Selfish indeed.

In this world it is filled with selfish people. Maybe Anzar is one of them. He lies and hides his connections from his loved ones. The influence of western culture from where he studied first, at least affect him a little. Undeniably, a lot has changed in him now. This is not in the negative or the positive. But clearly, there were too many hearts that he had put aside long ago.

Too much trust that began little by little he smeared. He and the lover do not live one roof, but sometimes the lover stays in his unit. Their relationship is also normal. Handrails, hugs, or just kissing are commonplace there. But for his parents as well as his family, would be disappointed if he knew Anzar had dared to go to such a stage. But it's still safe, because they don't do anything beyond a kiss. No more, because the shadow of the mother always appears in his mind. If he had gone too far doing all the 'that' things in his relationship, he would have inflicted deep wounds on his family, especially his beloved mother.

Here he is, Keevanzar Radityan Al-Faruq who is now starting to take a step at a time to live the best life for the sake of his future. However, behind the image of a great CEO and also the lover of a famous model Natalia Gracya Kim, he is basically a son who began to double to be a coward because he had not dared to reveal his character during his stay away from his family all this time.

Here he is, with all the lies underlying his five-year relationship. The smoothness of the relationship, without any of his family knows all of it.

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"Stop here's. Okay, thank you mr."

The soft speech of the hijab girl Syar'i who had just come out of the taxi in the overlap.

The semi peach's loose gamis fluttered his casual hearing when he saw a gust of wind. Long hijab is also a veil that covers part of his face, in fact able to make it the center of attention at this time. In this country is indeed a common nail for its citizens when they see someone dressed as terdup like it.

However, it was not Aurra Princess Haidan who was afraid of the intimidating glare of her name, the 28-year-old girl was always calm and polite in various situations that seemed to corner her. Studied for more than five years in London, England. Make him become accustomed to the full gaze of inquiry will be people who have met him for the first time.

The beautiful girl sweetened hazel in the shade exhaled her breath slowly. Before stepping her tiny legs wrapped in white slip-on shoes.

RADITYAN CROP'S

The name of the company that was hung in front of the entrance of the towering building. He came here not without reason, he stopped here to meet someone who promised to meet him in the lobby of Radityan Crop's branch company in Indonesia.

Aurra knows, this company belongs to the family of her parents-Arkian husband. Aurra has been very familiar with Arkia since childhood. Therefore do not be surprised if he calls Arkia with the call 'mother'. Aurra also heard that Kia's eldest son who now serves as CEO at this large company. Keevarzar-ah Aurra remembers the name of the boy who used to play at her house several times while still in Bandung. But it had been decades, Aurra had forgotten the face of Arkia's eldest son.

Brucks

"Astagfirullahaladzim, sorry I accidentally Mr." Aurra said reflexively, while distancing her body that accidentally hit the chest of the field belonging to the man towering in front of her now.

"Hm, no problem." The voice of the heavy baritone was flat.

Aurra took two steps back, before raising her face for a moment. Staring at the face of the owner of a tall strapping body that was accidentally hit by him.

Because of his unintentionally speaking Indonesian earlier, Aurra also became aware that the man in front of him was fluent in Indonesian.

"Sorry mr, I accidentally bumped into you." Her soft voice came back.

The sharp-mannered man looked at the female in front of him directly, his soft voice that made the man instantly look at him. For a moment his sharp bead collided with the shady hazel bead belonging to his interlocutor now. Silent between the two, the meeting of the two irises reminds the two of the meeting that ever happened between the two.

'Astagfirullahaladzim, forgive your servant, O Allah.' Inner Aurra while breaking eye contact between the two.

The man in front of him is the same as Aurra. He scratched his non-itchy gulp, feeling clumsy for the atmosphere between the two.

"Once again I'm sorry Mr. I was really not intentional." He said softly, still with his typical polite words.

The man answered before, before a voice interrupted the two.

"Dear?" Call out the familiar voice that is now coming towards the two of them.

"Shew?"

There was a clear look of shock on the man's face. Because the lover said there was a photo shoot this morning, then why is he here now.

Cup

"Suprise."

His words were spoiled, while briefly peeking at the lover's cheek in front of Aurra.

Aurra's expression, don't ask anymore. The girl in the syar'i hijab reflexively shifted her eyes to other objects.

'Astagfirullahaladzim.' He muttered repeatedly.

The man - Keevanzar Radityan Al - faruq. Looking at akward, the condition of the three is now. Somehow seeing the girl in front of him turned his face when Nata-sang lover kissed him, making some of his heart feel slapped.

"I'm sorry about that. If you have forgiven him thank you. Then I say goodbye first." Pamit Aurra unwillingly looked back at the lovers in front of her.

"Assalamualaik."

Greetings before cupping both hands in the chest, before passing.

"Greetings - lalaikum."

Little Anzar's great-grandson, while focusing his eyes on the tiny back of the hijab-wearing girl.

"Hey Dear, what do you see?"

Ask Nata - the woman who is now struggling spoiled in her sturdy arms.

"No, just something interesting." He said unconsciously.

'There's something interesting about his shady eyes.' Continue in the heart.

Yeah, something interesting for Anzar. Highlight those hazel eyes, his voice, his dazzling aura, all felt attractive to a first meeting. Even Anzar thinks they've met before. Or maybe, there will be the next meeting again.

In fact, without him realizing a pivot circle of destiny is working. Each individual who will take part in the story. Attracting every element he will stir in a twist of fate before being given additional testing spices in the process.

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To Be Continue

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Sukabumi April 11, 2020

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