Picking Back the Crashed Way

20 . Love's Dilemma

Aslan and Zahrana slowly let go of their embrace. They were stunned from the excitement that had erupted to reach the crown of the head, but the feeling slowly returned to normal, when they heard Raihan's cry from a distance that seemed to be blaring through space. Screaming the eardrum for anyone who hears it.

"Ana, ma-af .." said Aslan stammeringly, as a sudden sense of shame rippled through his band against a young girl as innocent and innocent as Zahrana.

In his heart Aslan felt very guilty for having tarnished the purity of Zahrana's heart which he greatly admired. What strength he reflexes to do all that, driven by the instinct of pent-up desire that can no longer be dammed when he saw the figure of Zahrana who is very tempting and adorable in front of him.

"Ana .. Brother is really sorry about the incident. Big brother really reflexively did all that to you, honestly big sister has no idea why big brother became like this when dealing with you, Ana. Honestly, your charm is what makes you stunned and dark in the eyes so you want something more than you Ana," said Aslan with his own tone.

Zahrana was only silent in confusion with her eyes that began to glaze over, as if just realizing the error he had done, to be hypnotized by the circumstances.

Zahrana did not know whether to be happy or angry with Aslan. However, Zahrana could not show if he was swept away in the excitement when faced with a handsome and handsome adult man like Aslan, even though Zahrana's age was still fairly young, but it is undeniable that he has begun to feel the turmoil of taste between two people of the opposite sex. Together with Aslan he felt a very different taste turmoil. His sensitive instincts seemed to guerrilla want something more and more whether it was his name Zahrana was not able to understand it, only the first time he felt in his life.

While with Rivandra Dinata Admaja, not so, it feels only limited to the likes and admiration of the polite figure of nan Sholeh. Especially when hearing and watching Rivandra echoed the Adhan and became the Zhuhur prayer priest at the Musholla School at that time. No doubt able to hypnotize Zahrana will figure a Rivandra Dinata Admaja, at the age of just a young teenager early already have an extraordinary charisma figure leader or priest in the future, he said, so that makes Zahrana stunned with a love wrapped in admiration for the figure of Rivandra.

His love and admiration also turned into an unusual taste, when Rivandra with her symbol expressed love for Zahrana in Musholla at that time, making Zahrana's heart crackle, excited, with Rivandra's taste towards him no doubt like a tadpole in tandem, their taste was the same as not clapping one hand, even though until this moment Zahrana could not give an answer to all the tastes of Rivandra, Rivandra, for Rivandra did not force Zahrana to immediately give an answer to the uncertainty of his taste, had to refuse or accept it.

A very significant age difference between Aslan Abdurrahman Syatir and Rivandra Dinata Admaja, making Zahrana 'DILEMA' over all tastes, who exactly is in his heart? Aslan the grown man with a handsome face dazzling? or is Rivandra a male figure who is still a teenager with his sweet stature, courtesy nan Sholeh who is no less handsome than the figure of Aslan Abdurrahman Syatir or kah Zahrana did not choose both?

"Oh Lord .. forgive Zahrana for being caught between two loves, for the two men whom You have created her body into the figure of Adam who has now touched my naive heart," bathin Zahrana's.

" Pardon the servant of the Rabbi for all the humiliation, weakness and humility of the servant over all the feelings of this helpless servant, Allah do not allow the servant to be entangled in a deeper well of sin, for the love that can mislead me, actually the presence of Aslan and Rivandra in my life does not want me." Do'a is dangled from the heartfelt soul of a human child like Zahrana, who is about to embark on a quest for the true identity of her young age.

"Ana, why are you quiet? Why don't you talk? Don't make your sister more guilty and more sinful towards you Ana, talk!" resolute Aslan while shaking the body of Zahrana who had been silent since then did not budge.

Not his answer to Aslan's question, Zahrana instead cried in a guise. Tears suddenly burst out from his two narrow-looking eyeballs, which he had been holding up for, finally unable to stand, he could no longer, the tears just flowed without being able to be held back again, Zahrana cried without a sound, but inevitably her tears fell scattered soaked her smooth cheeks.

Aslan panicked instead of playing to see Zahrana suddenly shed her tears, which had been bathed in her smooth cheeks. The hue of Zahrana's face reddened as she held back her crying. Netranya also looks puffy on the face of his father.

"Ana, why are you An?" asked Aslan in panic then gently pulled Zahrana into his arms, while gently rubbing the head of the girl who was very dear to him.

Zahrana did not refuse Aslan's treatment of him, but instead returned tightly to Aslan's embrace as if he did not want to release the item for a second.

The two of them hugged very tightly, as if they did not want to be separated by time and circumstances. This time it is not reflex or unintentional, but rather the unification of feelings on the basis of liking rather than a form of coercion.

Aslan was no longer strong enough to hold back his pent-up desire, then with the roar of breath that hunted Aslan gave a warm kiss in the crowns of Zahrana. While Zahrana seemed to close both his eyes. He fell silent not flinching but followed the game of taste that he could no longer afford to bend, with the desire of lust that he could no longer control.

On one hand Aslan seemed eager to guerrilla explore every inch of Zahrana's face, sweet lips nan ranum it was eager to give a touch of affection like the touch of an adult man on his woman.

However, again his brain was still thinking normally, he did not want to tarnish the purity and innocence of Zahrana's still pure heart. Asholy as morning dew. The rose did not want him to pick, let the flower remain beautiful they fragrant fragrant among the flowers.

Aslan smiled sweetly revealing the hue of his handsome and charming face staring fixed on the innocent face of Zahrana, it was enough for him even though he could not touch.

Zahrana still closed her eyeballs. However, he did not feel any movement. Slowly, she opened her eyelids, her facial hue suddenly met red. I was embarrassed because nothing happened between the two of them.

"Sister Aslan,kakak .. I. you ... we .. " said Zahrana confused.

"Let's go what?" aslan's Goda on Zahrana.

Realizing that Aslan was teasing her, Zahrana reflexively hit the chest of Aslan's field with her tiny hand. The hue of his face seemed brighter and radiant with his crisp laughter, no more awkwardness between them.

"Began naughty yeah .. dare brother prank and tease Ana," said Zahrana while continuing to hit the chest field Aslan, which actually no pain in his chest, as well as the chest, because Zahrana's punch just felt like the wind for her.

Aslan slowly grasped the two fingers of Zahrana who had been actively hitting the chest of his field, then put the delicate hand, right in the heart of his heart.

The two of them looked back at each other, hinting at the turmoil of feeling through the eyes that full of conditioned meaning there was an unusual vibration between them. A sense between two human children who are not able to be dammed again would be poured out in a heart called 'LOVE '.

"Ana .. Be my woman! Take care of your heart for me! continue to grow into a teenage girl full of joy and mind, until finally you grow into a mature woman, which in the end I can touch you, to become the queen of my heart."

"A thousand years later! I want you to age with me at the right time. No longer a petite young girl, but a charming mature woman so that I may be more free with you, and a world that will bear witness to the sanctity of our love," aslan as the True Lover to Zahrana.

Zahrana just kept silent did not dare to carelessly speak, because a promise is a debt that he must pay, if it is denied then he deserves to be called 'TRAITOR '.

It's not easy for Zahrana to make promises. Abstinence for him to be that easy to say yes, even though the heart was stunned by love by an Aslan Abdurrahman Syatir who was very touching his heart.

''Ma-af sister, give Ana time for it all, because the promise can be denied, but the evidence is certainly real, which Ana needs not only the promise of sweetening the word but more to PROVE ," zahrana said more straightforwardly to the form of affirmation.