S.H.E (Women I've Purchased)
#138
"I... I will continue and fight for this relationship. It's too hard to stop my feelings for Andre." Lucy said.
"That's your right, I just reminded you. If from the beginning you were different, it would be very difficult to unite even if you try to be the same. I'm just helping you, Lucy." said Luna, holding Lucy's hand.
Lucy replied with a smile, at this moment she was convinced of the decision she had taken. That is to become a Muslim and be able to marry Andre as soon as possible. Luna and Lucy spend time together until it doesn't feel like the night is getting late. They went home, of course Luna drove her friend home first.
"Thank you Miss Luna for your invitation today" Lucy said politely.
"You can call me by my name alone, there is no need to call formally like that" said Luna felt uneasy.
"Ha ha ha, but I'm not used to it. Either way our caste is much different" said Lucy humbled.
"Stop saying that, I'll respect it if it's during working hours. But, outside of work hours you are free to call me by my usual name." said Luna.
"Well, I will remember it again, thank you for taking me today" Lucy said.
"Yes, then I go home" said Luna.
Shortly after Luna's car leaves Lucy, she enters the apartment. When he wanted to get into the elevator he saw a hijab-wearing woman trying to lift her suitcase and seemed to have trouble. Lucy approaches the woman and intends to help her.
"Excuse me, do you need any help?" lucy asked slightly bowed looking at the lady's suitcase.
The woman looked at Lucy's face, Lucy was a little surprised because she was sure that this woman was a tourist or something.
"Ah, sorry. Do you understand what I'm saying?" ask Lucy.
The woman smiled at Lucy and nodded her head.
"Yes, I understand what you're saying." replied the woman.
"Oh good then, I'm not very good at English" said Lucy a little embarrassed.
The woman's face only smiled and again tried to lift her suitcase.
"Ah, can I help you lift your suitcase? Looks like your suitcase is broken" said Lucy, who saw the wheels of the suitcase come off the holder.
"Yes, the wheel came off when the taxi driver put it down. So, I had a little trouble lifting it because of my large luggage." said the woman.
"All right, let me help you lift it. Together it would be a lot easier, wouldn't it?" take Lucy.
The woman nodded her head in excitement and smiled sweetly, accepting Lucy's offer to help her. They took the elevator by lifting the suitcase together.
"What floor do you live on?" ask Lucy.
"Oh, I also live on the 7th floor, but don't know which room you're in. I'll help you find it." Lucy said reassuringly.
"It's okay, I'll find it myself later. I don't want to bother you." said the woman.
"No need to be sad."
Before long the elevator doors opened and they helped each other slowly get the suitcase back out.
"Well, let's find your room" Lucy said.
"No, no need to help me. Just get here, you have to rest immediately" said the woman.
"I won't be calm if you haven't found your room. And it looks like you just came here today" Lucy said.
"Yes, I just arrived in town. I'm sorry I've been troublesome." said the woman feeling bad.
"Pass, my guess is correct. So I have a reason to help you, don't I?" ask Lucy.
The woman just smiled at Lucy's words, they finally looked carefully for the room number that the woman would occupy. After the entire hallway they searched, there lived a hallway where Lucy had not been checked. They observed one by one the number of rooms attached to the door and finally they found the room of the hijab woman who turned out to be right opposite to Lucy's room.
"Gosh, we've been looking for almost an hour in your room and it's just in front of me" Lucy said.
"Ha ha ha, I'm sorry I got you in trouble" said the woman laughing.
"I've never paid attention to the room number in front of me all this time, I was really stupid" Lucy said, hitting her on the head.
"Don't be like that, you're completely innocent in any way. So don't blame yourself." said the woman gently.
Lucy smiled at the woman's words, she was very attentive to the face of the Muslim woman who was in front of her. The woman with large and pliable eyeballs, thin lips with a dimple on her right cheek seemed to make a plus for the owner of the face.
"Ah, I'm Hanum. We haven't gotten acquainted because we're too busy looking for my room" said the woman, sticking out her hand.
"Oh yeah, I'm Lucy. Nice to meet you Hanum." said Lucy welcomed Hanum's hand.
"Then, thank you. I'll invite you tomorrow to taste some of the snacks I brought. It's a little late today and maybe you should take a break for tomorrow" Hanum said politely.
"All right, I'll come tomorrow. I'll also give you a special tea from my hometown." Lucy said excitedly.
They parted with a wave of hands and a sweet smile. Lucy shuts the door of her house and puts a scarf on a special hanger, her mind still leading to Hanum the woman she just met. A very graceful Muslim woman wears a hijab and her smile is like a rose. Lucy returned to the hanger and took her scarf, trying to cover her head with it as if she were wearing a hijab. Lucy runs to her room to look at herself in the mirror, looking carefully at her look with a hijab in the mirror.
"Do you think I look pretty if I dress like this? Should all Muslim women wear this? But, Hanum really looks graceful and pretty using this. How would Andre respond if I wear this too?" mumbling Lucy while looking at her face in the mirror. Sometimes he tidied a scarf that has now changed its function into a hijab on his head
