
Like Azzalia in Semarang, she is the type of girl who likes physical activity. Very much different from her brother who likes to grumble, but a little motion. Unlike her older cousin in Japan, who is also a beautiful and smart girl, she does not like physical activities. For him, the time would be in vain if to mess around because Zizi is a type of home-grown girl and nerd, so he is very out of line with Azzalia. That is why Azzalia became the favorite grandson of oma Suyamti, because her behavior since childhood did make her parents shake their heads.
That morning, Azzalia was ready with her sports style, sports hijab and a bottle of drink and ready with her sneakers as well.
"Sister, I live first ya." Azzalia told Dian.
"Okey." replied Dian who was watering the plants.
Azzalia rode her bike to the city park which if taken by bike takes about half an hour from where she lives. Arriving at the city park, Azzalia parked her bike in the parking lot and left it to the parking lot.
Azzalia ran off alone in the morning around the park, occasionally stopping to gulp down the black contents of the bottle. When it was enough, Azzalia sat selonjor on the grass facing the lotus pond in the garden. He took a sip of the water he brought from home.
"Azzalia?" greet someone.
Azzalia. And found a sweet man who yesterday managed to make his heart beat erratically.
"Eh, Brother Opik?" answer Azzalia.
"Only alone? Can I sit here?" ask Opik while helping to save his legs on the right side of Azzalia.
"Yes, brother. Surely you can, brother." replied Azzalia.
"So you're alone too?" ask Azzalia.
"Engga. Also, same Seem." said Opik while pointing at a man who walked towards them with two bottles of mineral water.
"Seem." call Opik who is waving towards Seem.
"That's Azza. Why does Opik know the whereabouts of Azza anyway? And why join?" inner Seem. But Seem still follows the existence of Opik. Until Seem arrived near Opik, and handed Seem a bottle of mineral water.
"Thank's bro." Opik said.
Seem took a seat to the right of Opik without greeting Azzalia, and immediately unsealed the mineral water bottle cap and swooped it.
While Opik who will unseal the bottle cover, turned towards Azzalia first.
"Azza, want a drink?" bargain Opik to Azzalia while thrusting a bottle of mineral water.
"Thank you, thank you. Here, Azza take it from home." replied Azzalia with a full smile.
"Oh, yes" replied Opik who then drank his mineral water.
"Where did Seem buy mineral water?" ask Azzalia who forgot Seem's request to call him Seem alone. Azzalia deliberately asked like that, for just why Seem. He wanted to see Seem's cold handsome face.
"No." replied Seem briefly while pointing somewhere.
"Oh... Kirain has no sales people" Azzalia said.
"Oya Za, you, you've been from the sport?" ask Opik.
"Yes brother. It's already finished. Tired already. But want to go home still lazy, just step away." replied Azzalia.
"You're here on what Za ride?" ask Opik again.
"Get up your bike." replied Azzalia.
"Oh.lumayan far away from your house" said Opik who was unconscious, Azzalia turned her head, aware of Opik's words.
"Kis Opik already know Azza's house?" ask Azzalia wonder.
"Oh, yes. Forgot to say. Excuse me. Um, so when you came home the same mall as Seem at that time, I was the same Seem deliberately followed you to your house. We're worried you're on the road, so we're following you." - Honestly Opik.
"Oh. pantesan at that time my brother nanyain two motoran men. Yes I don't know, people really don't know" said Azzalia.
"Oh yeah. I'm sorry we didn't ask your permission" Opik said.
"Oh yeah? What is the real Azza?" ask Opik who started kepo.
"Now." replied Azzalia.
"Oh. Java girl apparently."
"Hehe, yes brother." replied Azzalia.
"Seem is also from Semarang. Are you a city?" ask Opik.
Seem and Azzalia looked at each other.
"Ehm...Yes." replied Seem.
"Kak Seem is also native to Semarang? So really, he was that guy at the time?" inner Azzalia.
"Oya Za, next week there is a briefing of SMEs Press, you want to follow?" ask Opik who saw the awkwardness between Seem and Azzalia.
"Follow dong brother. Azza had a list yesterday." replied Azzalia.
"Oh yeah? Nice dong. What field plan?" ask Opik.
"If Azza anyway.suka in broadcasting brother. Let it be more honed that way, make the thesis supply. You see, Azza has often got bad grades during school, if you can in college, Azza ga ngecewain om and aunty who has been struggling Azza in order to go to college." replied Azzalia.
"Again, you say, om and auntie? Where did your parents go?" tanya Opik who is still trying to pry information about the girl his target to be his wife.
Azzalia smile.
"Same papa Azza has died since Azza was still kindergarten. Since their departure, Azza has lived with Oma in Semarang. Same Azza SMA, Azza still with oma. But, just up the twelfth grade, Oma died of illness, Azza finally treated the same om and aunt, sister of the mother. They also finance Azza's life." replied Azzalia.
"Oh, so? I am so sorry" Opik said.
"Thank you brother."
"It turns out, behind her stubbornness and kindness, she harbors wounds. Because it's far from the person she loves." Inner Seem.
"But you don't seem to be living alone. In fact, I think you're a rich kid, by the way, you go to college with a car" Opik said.
"Hahahah, thank God if you can see that. So people don't see me as an orphan in general. Because my family is from the family, Oma I have a furniture company, which is now taken care of my Om, and I only help a little if there is a duty from Om." explained Azzalia.
"You run the company too?" tanya Opik still can't believe it.
"Yup, Azza is self-conscious. That car is still Azza pake, and I will never sell, because it's a birthday gift car from Oma when sweet seventeen. As for financing college, Azza did not just take money from Om, Aunty and brother. Azza is self-conscious, Azza has no order. So, Azza must be able to learn independently, one of them by working as a team in the Oma company. And to be a broadcaster, this is my dream from childhood, because Azza likes to listen to radio, listen to music, motivational words and like to be a radio broadcaster that.
"Well, you're cool Za. I salute you even. But... Have you not already got rations from your order for your future, a kind of legacy that?" ask Opik.
"The "heritage? Dapet anyway, only Azza does not want to know brother, for example, it is still a fortune Azza, yes Alhamdulillah. But if you do, yes. You see, Azza is the daughter of Azza's mother. If according to the division of inheritance, the daughter dapetnya how much, so yes, Azza really relaxed aja Ga too nervous about it. Papa Azza used to be a cruise, all of papa's property has been asked to be the family of his first wife, so yes, Azza did not want such a business, complicated, dizzy. Mending his own work, his own business, want nothing to matter, no need to think about the debt of gratitude." replied Azzalia.
"It's really cool the way he looks." Seem's inner quietly follows all the chatter of Azzalia and Opik.
"Cool..I can't even be like you, Za." Opik said with admiration.
"Everyone is different from his life, can not be equated." replied Azzalia.
"That's really. Oya, Btw, you must not have breakfast, right, how about we have breakfast together?" tawar Opik's.
"By my brother, Azza happened to be a laper" replied Azzalia.
"Yes, yuk. Come on Seem." take Opik.
They were looking for food in a stall not far from the city park. Throughout their meal together, Azzalia and Opik continued to put each other down, while Seem was quite a loyal listener with a focus on fiddling with his quiet phone