Rahman's Love Is Not Just a Taste

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Umaiza and Rara continued to eat. Rara did not forget to give her leptop to Umaiza.

"Umaiza, it seems like Rahman's sister likes you," Chirps Rara while sucking the drink in her hand.

"What?" Umaiza was shocked to hear that.

"Sister Rahman seems to like Umaiza, too" Rara repeated.

"Know where?" in a joking and disbelieving tone.

"From her gaze, from her tone of voice that was worrying about you, when she couldn't see you at the stop" explained Rara at length.

Umaiza listened to Rara's words, "Is it true what Rara said?" ask in his heart.

"Alright, Ra. If it were true, Umaiza would follow this stream of water where it would boil. And anyways Umaiza wants to find the parents of Umaiza first" replied Umaiza.

"Yes, deh. Before looking for parents, first clear the script. Later if it is not finished, with the same Rara. The leptopnya. hehehe," Rara said with a smile and raised both eyebrows.

Umaiza scrunched her forehead.

"Udah, ah. Dah knows Kak Rahman kok so lola aka loading lama," ledek Rara again saw the facial expression of Umaiza.

"Take Rahman's brother, watch out, yeah,"

"Thank you, Ma'am." shouted Rara and ran towards her car.

Umaiza ran after Rara, previously putting Rara's leptop into her bag.

Rara had gotten into her car with her tongue out slightly and was flinched by her lips, a sign of Umaiza's attenuation.

Umaiza did not answer any more Rara, just smiled and passed towards her bike.

"Bismillah" Umaiza tried to pedal her bicycle back to split the road and stay by the roadside so as not to disturb other users. Umaiza will buy tools to make flowers, it happens that the material is up.

Pov Rahman

Rahman went to the office early in the morning. For the sake of seeing his heart in the stop at the red light. But what we expected did not exist.

"Is it possible that Umaiza is sick?" rahman asked inwardly worried about Umaiza.

"Why not," he said again.

Rahman waved to one of the men there.

"Sir Umaiza hasn't come yet?"

"Not Kak, what to do to Kak Umaiza, I will convey,"

"There's nothing, just tell me Rahman's looking for him,"

"Good, Brother. I'll tell you later,"

"Thank you, Deck,"

"Together, Brother,"

The light is green, Rahman immediately runs back his car.

Arriving at the office Rahman's feelings felt hollow, like something was lacking. Rahman busied himself with work, so as not to feel like taking a break immediately. I want to meet Umaiza soon.

"It looks like Umaiza is going to the campus, she has made an agreement with Rara to borrow Rara's leptop" Rahman whispered

Rahman's spirit is back.

And it is true that the break time has arrived, Rahman immediately went down to the lobby and stepped his feet into the car park. Then run the car to the cafe near the campus first.

And it was true that Rahman had seen Umaiza chatting with her male friend. Looks like the one who's buying Umaiza's flowers. There was a hot feeling in Rahman's heart.

Umaiza and Rara came. Rara uses a car and Umaiza uses a bicycle.

"Why Umaiza is riding a bike, is avoiding me" Rahman thought.

"After yesterday Rahman said he would pick him up to campus after returning home from work," Rahman said.

Umaiza arrived first and Rara came later.

Umaiza waited for Rara, and walked simultaneously.

Rahman remained focused in his heart, disappointed to see Umaiza carrying a bicycle.

"Sister Rahman is first?" ask Umaiza.

"Yes" focused on eating and did not look back at him.

"Aren't you looking for Umaiza at the stop?"

"Yes, I'm afraid Umaiza is sick,"

"No, Umaiza was helping a mother who was hit by a motorbike" explained Umaiza.

There was a sense of relief hearing Umaiza's reply.

"So late to the stop,"

"Umaiza want to eat or just talk?" ask Rara

"Eating, dong,"

"Have I ordered, soon to come," said brother Rahman.

"Sister, the frequency of our treat. So Umaiza feels bad."

"No, nothing while there is,"

"Rezeki should not be rejected" replied Rara.

"Right, that," Rahman said

Umaiza silence.

"Where are you going?" looking at Umaiza

"You buy tools to make flowers" replied Umaiza slowly.

"Yes, be careful on the road,"

"Yes, Brother. Thank you,"

Rahman told them, ups especially to Umaiza. His view was not separated from Umaiza.

"I'm sorry for that, Suudzon. Umaiza brought a bicycle for many purposes,"

If only you knew, though,

this heart is so in love with you.

But I dare not reveal it.

Because there is a barrier wall between us that is the principle we have,

without wanting to date.

May you be my halal lover.

Rahman runs his car back to the office.

***

Umaiza POV

Umaiza arrived at the tool shop to make flowers. Umaiza parked her bike in the space provided and did not forget to lock it.

Umaiza walked towards her subscription store.

But accidentally there was a man hit a Mother-Mother. His wallet dropped, Umaiza helped to pick it up.

The position of the wallet was open and Umaiza saw a photo of a baby wearing a hat and on a pink blanket. He's about 3 months old. "Photo baby," murmured Umaiza's heart.

"As if I've seen that photo," Umaiza said slowly

The mother approached Umaiza.

"Son" said the mother who sounded soft and this heart trembled.

"Pronounce once more, Ma'am," said Umaiza slowly looking at the mother's face. Beautiful face, graceful with her hijab. And I didn't feel Umaiza's eyes glazed over.

The mother in front of him was astonished.

"Son, it's Mom's purse" holding Umaiza's shoulder.

Umaiza realized, "Astagfirullah," while shedding tears.

"Why crying?"

"No, nothing, Mom. This is my wallet" Umaiza said, giving the wallet to her.

"What's your name, son?"

"Umaiza, Mom,"

Though today Umaiza in panggi 'Nak' by two mothers who just met.

"May Umaiza ask, Mom?"

"May, let's chat in the cafe that's there. To be relaxed, it's not good to be here. On the street,"

"Good, Mommy."

The mother clasped Umaiza's hand, Umaiza felt warm and comfortable beside her.

Umaiza and Mother were sitting down, a waiter came and she ordered her food and drinks too.

Umaiza looked at the face of the mother, looking very cool. Seems to see a reflection of himself in that mother.

"Ah, this is just Umaiza's feeling. Who misses the figure of the mother in his life" Omaiza's heart.

"What does Nak Umaiza want to ask?"

"Who's the picture of the baby in the wallet, Mom. Sorry if Umaiza was presumptuous, the wallet was open so accidentally Umaiza saw it," explained Umaiza.

"It's okay, honey," while rubbing Umaiza's head.

Umaiza's heart was very cold.

"He's Mom's son, he was kidnapped at three months old. At that time I was drying in the yard. His mother and father had been searching, but until now had not found him. If it's the age of Nak Umaiza."

Umaiza shed her tears. Heard that Umaiza was kidnapped, so it wasn't because she was dumped by her parents.

"Why is Umaiza crying?"

"Mother lost a child, whereas Umaiza had no parents. Umaiza was living in an orphanage said Ms. Umaiza was 3 months old" explains Umaiza.

The mother listened to Umaiza's words in amazement, unaware of the age Umaiza spoke.

"Will Mom come with Umaiza to the orphanage?" ask Umaiza expectantly. Because Umaiza felt sure that the one in the wallet of the photo of Mother was her.

"It is with great pleasure that I want to get to know you more closely, too" said the mother with a smile.

I wanted to feel like Umaiza hugged the mother tightly.

"Can I ask for no hp?"

"Umaiza has no hp,"

"Then Umaiza mentioned the name of her orphanage. I'm going there with my husband, Mom,"

"Can't you come with Umaiza today?" because Umaiza can't wait to confirm the truth.

"Sorry, sweetheart. Today I have an appointment with my husband. In Shaa Allah tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Mother's husband had a lot of free time off," said the mother.

Two days, In Shea Allah Umaiza will patiently wait for the truth.

The mother gave her a business card. I saw her husband's office too.

"Good, Mother. Umaiza will keep it. If Umaiza wants to see Mom, can Umaiza come to Mom's house?"

"By pleasure, the door of Mother's house will always be open to Umaiza."

The mother and Umaiza ate, the food that was in front of her. Umaiza looked and stared at the face of the mother.

Moms, Moms,

Didn't realize we were one

Didn't realize we were similar

Do not realize that our nature is the same

Even the eating style is the same.

Your son is here, Mom,

How long you'll realize it.