Qibla Love A

Don't Go Again

Arion let out a heavy sigh, his hand raised doubtfully - as he was about to knock on the rumsh door, which he came to a few hours ago.

And now Arion comes back to him, hopefully the owner of the house will accept his presence - after all these years he left him alone accidentally.

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Steadily Arion knocked on the wooden door hard, a sigh returned Arion exhaled. His two eyes continued to scan the area of the house, hoping that there would be a shadow of the past approaching him. But it seems like everything is empty. No memories or memories passed through his brain.

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Arion knocked back. A loud knock that bore fruit, a woman heard him say from inside the house.

"Yes, for a minute,"

Arion's heart beats faster when he hears that soft, smooth voice. He was certain that it was not the voice of Grandma-but rather the voice of a girl.

"Waalaikum-," he said, paused for a moment, as the door opened from within.

The two eyes of the person who opened the door looked in disbelief. The brown dark netra was incubating slowly, as if it was scanning - if the human before it was real.

"- sallam," he continued.

"Assalamualaikum, Aisha,"

The deg!

Aisya's heart was hammering, her body was still sculpting. He was unable to say anything, as he saw that Arion was already in front of him now. Aisya thinks that Arion will come tomorrow morning, so Aisya helps Grandma to tidy up the room that will be occupied by Arion.

"Waalaikumsallam" Aisha said, for the second time.

"Where's granny?" ask Arion.

Aisya who was still neutralizing her heartbeat, was seen turning her gaze the other way. He could neither stare nor be stared at any longer by his Jungle.

"Grandmother Imma, it's in the kitchen. I'll call you later, Bang Rimba please sit."

Quickly Aisya ran small towards the kitchen, reflexively the girl held her chest - who did not want to calm down even for a moment. That feeling was hard for Aisya to avoid, for some reason her heart was so cheap when dealing with Arion. Though the Mother once said - do not play heart, if the heart of the man is not sure.

But how else, his picky heart-Aisya could not dodge. He can only follow the flow of the heart - will bring to the estuary whose love.

"Miss?" call slowly.

Grandma who was currently lifting her cooking, turned her head. His old forehead wrinkled when he saw Aisya smiling sweetly at him.

"Yes Nak?"

Aisya's smile widened, "Front, there is Bang Rimba" said Aisya calmly.

However it does not seem to calm down for Grandma Imma. The two old woman's eyes returned glazed, clearly visible in both her eyeballs - there was a sense of haru and the middle part approached.

"Grandma's ahead, let the ice cook,"

Without hesitation Grandma nodded, the already elderly woman immediately walked quickly towards the direction of the living room. His old and frail body looked so excited, even Aisya's two eyes were dewy as she looked at how Grandma's happy face looked at the moment.

And the bike, not only was Grandma happy - she was just as happy. Even between him and Arion, there was never any connection. At least Aisya can see Arion at any time, unlike six years ago.

"May Bang Rimba, don't go again like I used to." Aisha's greatest hope.

About their soul mate or not, Aisya did not want to think too much about it. If the Almighty had predestined the two of them to be a match, surely God would have also facilitated the way.

The most important thing for Aisya right now is, Grandma no longer cries silently while hugging Arion's portrait, just like her - who cries silently while hugging the man's jeans.

STAY AWAY!