Shadow of Love Pendant Asa

A Red Rose

In the evening, all new members of LPM were asked to gather in the pendopo and follow a series of familiarization activities. A lot of fun games are done by the Committee, and as usual, Seem is more fun playing with his analog camera while snapping there snap here.

Secretly Azzalia has always been a faint background in every shot. While a pair of eyes were amazed to see the beauty of Azzalia who wore a long-sleeved T-shirt in light purple, black jeans and combined with a pink flower jibab given Al some time ago.

The night was filled with sarasehan, one of them by displaying several appearances from several new members, one of which was the appearance of Al with his favorite guitar that he always carried everywhere.

Al strummed his guitar strings, and sang a romantic song from one of the most famous bands in the country. Al strummed his guitar with occasional glances at the girl of his heart, who still did not give any sign of the same taste as him. The girl clapped her hands and smiled broadly like the other participants. However, even so, the girl's wide smile slightly built up Al's confidence back then.

The song I left longing for was finished sung, then Al sat back down, many new members of the women who so admired the figure of Al, who was so handsome and his melodious voice, so beautiful, making the hearts of the women in that place hypnotized by him, not least with Azkya, the veiled girl secretly admired the figure of AlGhozali.

Acra went well, that night, after the activity, Azzalia did not go to sleep immediately. In his room he immediately opened his leptop. There were some reports from the creative team that he had to research and edit some of the designs that were placed on him. The clock has shown at eleven, while his eyes are spicy invite sleep, but his work is still not finished, and tomorrow morning must be sent to his om. Azzali also decided to make black coffee into the kitchen.

"Hem.scent this once the aroma of coffee." said a man from the kitchen door.

"Eh, Al, you haven't slept?" ask Azzalia.

"Yet. I was tempted by the smell of this coffee. Mau dong, I'm all made up" said Al as he barged into the kitchen and stood behind Azzalia.

"okkey. Want a hook, what's sweet?" asked Azzalia who had been about to turn to Al at the mouth of the door, but it turned out that he was already on his right, accidentally their bead met with a very close distance.

Al stared at Azzalia very intensely, Al tried to look into the girl's eyes and tried to find love there, his heart was pounding irregularly. Likewise with Azzalia whose heart was beating very fast, making himself sculpt for a while.

"Why? Just realized that I'm handsome?" tanya Al who made Azzalia realized then threw away his face and distanced himself from Al.

"Ish, what? Don't worry." ketus Azzalia.

"You're so beautiful tonight, thank you for making my hijab." praised Al.

Azzalia rolled her eyeballs, puffed up.

"And elo also just realized yes, if in fact I am also already beautiful from birth" said Azzalia.

"Yup, you're beautiful, and I realize that. And tonight, your beauty is added many times, because you make a hijab from me. Eat it I like you." said Al again.

"Lo start again, I give you a raw bogem?" azzalia said, holding her right hand in front of Al.

"Hahaha, slow down Za. Be gentle with me, for I truly admire you Za" said Al with sparkling eyes.

"As far as you dah. Yes, coffee hook. I'm not giving you sugar. Excuse me, I'm busy" Azzalia said, handing Al a cup of black, unsweetened coffee.

"Gapapa Za, which makes it already sweet, so InshaaAllah is enough, let's not be diabetic." seduced Al again.

"Hah..hah ah, tired I dreaded gombalan elo Al." lamented Azzalia while leaving the kitchen to his room.

As Azzalia was about to enter the room, suddenly someone called out to her.

"Azza." call Opik.

Azzalia turned her head, and looked at Opik who was smiling sweetly at her.

"Fight brother Opik, please, don't smile like Azza. Azza became lemes because of this diabetes." Inner Azzalia who from the beginning was fascinated by the figure of Opik.

"Not slept?" ask Opik.

"Not brother, this Azza makes coffee, because Azza there are still many tasks" said Azzalia.

"Job duties?" ask Opik.

"Yes, brother."

"Ehm, how about if you take the leptop out, maybe I can help? At least, you are not alone in the room" Opik said.

"That's it, brother?"

"Yup. Much more?" ask Opik.

"Lumayan the hell out of it."

"Take it out. Let's try working together. I also want to learn" Opik said.

"Good brother. For a moment. I nitip my coffee, brother." said Azzalia while putting his coffee on the dining table.

Azzali went into the room, and before long, she had returned with her leptop. And Azzalia did his office work with Opik. At midnight, Azzalia was both doing her job from Zio's office, and Opik was able to help her out a little.

It turned out that a pair of eyes were watching both of them, there was a pain that appeared in his heart, seeing the closeness of Azzalia to Opik, but slowly he was extinct, because he knew, he knew, that his best friend did admire the figure of Azzalia and wanted Azzalia to be a part of his life

"Done up!" azzalia said as she raised her hands up.

"Alhamdulillah, you are amazing Za, you can do a job like this, at your young age." praised Opik.

"Because I'm used to it. Om I yabg my mrivat since long ago, until I am proficient." said Azzalua.

"You're doing this a lot?" ask Opik.

"Well, that's it." replied Azzalia who had started yawning.

"It looks like you are already sleepy, rest, tomorrow there are still many activities" Opik said.

"Ready brother. Again, thank you very much, brother, has been helped and cemented" said Azzalia.

"It's easy" Opik said.

They went to their own rooms.

And the next day, while going to exercise in the morning, Azzalia found a rose in her sneakers that were placed on her shoe rack.

"flower?" murmured Azzalia while taking a fresh red rose and the fragrance was fragrant.

"Cie..morning already got a red rose, who the hell is Za?" ask Renata who came first.

"Ga tau. It's in my shoes." said Azzalia.

"There are no secret admirers of Za" said Syaqila.

"Ah, not maybe. At most there are meticulous flowers in the garden, continue to want to take off shoes, flowers put on my shoes." said Azzalia while putting back a red rose on the shoe rack.

"Ya udha yuk, immediately join the yard, hunt in the same syringe committee." invited Nadia.

"Yuk."

That morning the show was morning exercise, with morning running, and morning gymnastics.

After exercising, some of the participants immediately entered the villa to cleanse their bodies of sweat. Same with Azzalia's friends. However, not with Azzalia who chose to rest for a while under a tree not far from the yard.

"When have you loved Red roses?" asked the person who shocked Azzalia, Azzalia turned to the source of the voice.

"Awl?" gumam Azzalia's.

Aziz walked and sat near Azzalia.

"Feelings, when you were a kid, you loved a red rose, why didn't you take it?" ask Aziz.

"Lhoh. was that from elo? And..behold, since when is elo here? Semalem feelings don't exist." said Azzalia astonished.

"you reckon? From whom? Oh. lest you expect that flower from someone else huh?" Aziz Goda.

"Ish, what the hell is Ziz, so be it. In fact, I think, it was a flower that was accidentally put there, because the owner of the flower again make shoes, keep forgetting" said Azzalia.

"Oh, huh? Yes, flowers are taken. Last morning I prayed at the mosque, I saw a lot of red roses were bursting, and I happened to talk to the owner of the plant, yes I asked for one, for you. I'd really like it if you like red roses" Aziz said.

"Oh my goodness Ziz.so is so sweet. Thank you very much" said Azzalia.

"Yup. Yeah, it's over there, take the flowers and keep taking a bath, let's be pretty" Aziz said.

"Is this why I'm not beautiful?" ask Azzala.

"Yes beautiful, but prettier when I take a bath, not the smell of gini-rich dry matter" Aziz said, squeezing his nose and moving away from Azzalia.

"Our dear elo!" azzalia said while throwing dried leaves at Aziz's back. Then Azzalia followed Aziz into the villa. Azizpun told me that he had just followed the activity last night, because yesterday he had permission, had to go back to Semarang first, because his grandmother died.