Qibla Love A

Help Me

Arion sighed violently, after hearing Grandma Imma's words. He had not expected that he had ever lived, grown up, grew up in this place. The place is quite far from the hustle and bustle of the big city, although Arion saw the development in this area is so advanced.

"Where? already believing our words," Shaka patted his little best friend on the shoulder.

The black-robed man's forehead frowned when he saw Arion shaking slowly. One of his hands was ready to give a blow to the head of the friend, but the snuffling occurred when he heard Arion's speech.

"I didn't expect, that I used to live in this place," Arion again let out a rough sigh.

One corner of his lips lifted up, forming a slick smile. Grandpa was really smart to hide all this from him - for the past 6 years. Should he be grateful for buying plantation land in this area, then dealing with landowners and buildings that Arion wants, even though the owner does not allow him to buy it.

Whether coincidentally or indeed already the destiny of the Creator, Arion deals with people who have been present in his past.

"Even I feel like this place I've never been to. Everything is foreign, there is not a single memory left in here." said Arion.

The man pointed at his own head, looking sad and completely helpless. Arion feels like a toddler starting a new life by collecting memories in this place.

"Patience, I'm sure if you come here often, interact with your past, I'm sure the memory will return slowly" said Shaka trying to calm down.

Shaka patted Arion on the shoulder several times, before the bright, clear brown man turned his head towards the back of his body. One corner of her lips lifted, when she saw Aisya was staring softly and tenderly at her.

As if already understood, Shaka moved away from Arion- granting access so that Aisya could get closer. It seemed like Shaka was going to let the two of them talk together. Just talking alone, Shaka would not allow the two physical contact.

Hugging for example?

Can hang his father if Shaka let the man who is not the mahram of the sister embrace the beautiful body.

"Ekhem!"

Aisya cleared her throat slowly, she sighed softly after seeing Shaka move away. Even it seems that Arion has yet to notice his presence and also Shaka's departure from his side.

"Can you take me to a place where I always spend my time,"

Arion's words came to a halt, his two eyes twitching softly as he looked at the person behind his body, as he turned his head.

It was not Shaka, but a girl named Aisya. The name that for the past two years haunted him, but Arion did not care at all seemed to ignore everything.

"H-hi,"

Aisya raised her one hand, greeting softly and kindly to the young man who a few days ago ignored her. Even Aisya had been trying to eliminate the man from all aspects of his life - yet what happened? he could not remove the slightest sense of item or even the shadow of Arion in his head as well as heart.

"Have we had a relationship before?" ask Arion heart.

Both of his black eyes stared in full probing at the hijab girl, who currently looked misbehaved and was going awry.

Arion held her breath for a moment, when she saw Aisya shaking her head slowly. But the two corners of his lips formed a thin smile that seemed poignant.

"No, we never had anything to do with what Bang-Rimba," Aisya paused.

"Because Dad forbid it, said Father Ais should not be in a relationship other than with Ais' husband later" he continued.

The two corners of Aisya's lips continued to be drawn upwards, the girl never stingy smile. The thin pink lips were not constantly thinning, making Arion silently bite her deep lips - holding back from smiling silly.

"His husband? are you married?" the question just escaped Arion's mouth.

"Not yet,"

One word came out of Aisha's mouth, like rain in the savannah. So fresh, and make the dryness there again moist and wet.

"Is Shaka your future husband?"

Finally the question that had been buried in his heart was strongest as well. This time Arion involuntarily patted his own lips in anxiety. While Aisya just mengoulum smile seeing Arion's behavior.

"Why does Bang Rimba think that Bang Shaka is a future husband, Ais?" instead of answering, Aisya turned the question upside down.

Both of his eyes were staring amusedly at Arion, the man looked confused as he was about to open his mouth to speak.

"From your interaction. Even you're so close, like there's no distance, yeah-that's what I see." a sigh of relief from Arion's mouth, indicating that the long-haired man is not okay at this time.

"It's not that Ais had said earlier, it should not be in a relationship if not with Aisya's husband" he explained.

"Continue,"

"Aisya same Bang Shaka is twin,"

Aisya's words managed to make Arion turn his head, the man looked at Aisya carefully as if he was observing something.

"Twin?" arion parrot.

Aisya nodded vigorously, the smile on her lips widened even more. His face shines because of the sun, the wave of hijab blown by the wind makes the charm of the girl even more so.

"Yes, Ais, Bang Shaka, same as Kak Aska" he said again.

"Three? so you're triplets?"

Aisya nodded again, while Arion still could not believe that the two of them were twins. His face is like heaven and earth. Aisya was as white as milk, while Shaka was slightly dark from the sunburn. The attitude and nature of the two also look so different in Arion's eyes.

"Eemm- A-Aisha?"

Ais's body rippled upon hearing the call, her memory returning to the past - a time when Arion's masculine voice often called out her name.

"Huh-yes?" sahut Aisya stammered.

Arion looked doubtful, the man sighed slowly. He then ventured to look at Aisya perfectly.

"Please help me, help me remember everything. Grandma, Shaka, the house, this neighborhood, and you, too" she asked with hope.

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