The Chosen Heart

Episode 19's

"Mas Surya laughs, must be mocking," sewot pasih. She's pouting.

"It's not so, Bik. Sueerr," Surya denied withholding her laughter so as not to offend her.  The index finger and middle finger in the form of "V" to add to the belief of compassion.

"My lawong is stupid, not beautiful. Where would he want me. I know myself. After all many beautiful women who are also the same as him, said pikasih continue the story. Surya is just a mangosteen.

"But, Bik. If people fall in love it sometimes he can not look beautiful, ugly or smart bik, ' Surya commented.

"Who said to, Mas. Before the man fell in love. Surely he will be interested first, right mas," Deny pasih

Surya momentarily thought of the word pasih. Agreeing to such a thing.

"Mas also if you like the same people may not immediately like , must be careful what the person first like.  Yes to?"  Add bik asih.

Surya smiled and nodded.

"Keep how, Bik. The person that aunt liked back then didn't like because auntie was stupid, ugly and not sinter? How did aunt know?" ask Surya

Aunt sewot because Surya unknowingly admitted that he was stupid, ugly and not smart. But looking at her employer as if wanting to find out her next story, she ignored it.

"My friend said, Mas. He said he likes smart kids. That means he doesn't like aunts," obviously pasih .

"That means, indirectly the aunt feels rejected. Heartache dong Bik," said Surya

Bik shakes his head.

"No, Mas. Before I liked him, he was a good friend. We often play together, spend time on school holidays together as well. Our neighbor's house, Mas maybe because he often considers together continue to grow other friends think we like each other,"

"From the importance of love, therefore I am still a teenager. I'd rather just play with him mas, afternoon bike or just take a walk around the village. Going to school together, and sometimes we race quickly to school. On Sundays we and our friends sometimes swim in the baths near our homes. Maybe it all looks simple. But for me, because with him I'm happy," Love story. He remembered his past. There was a streak of joyful sadness on his face.

"Maybe he likes you too, Bik? If you don't like why he still wants to play together. I as a guy if there is a girl who likes me will definitely be uncomfortable if I have to be with her. The edges must be looking for attention," Surya said

"God, I told you. We are actually friends. A friend from childhood, he had already considered it that way. Therefore he is not uncomfortable when friends match with me, "pity back

"But bik, did he ever ask about aunt's true feelings?" ask Surya

"God, but I'm not sure either. It was empty time, the other friends were rowdy. His name is also a school boy. Suddenly he threw a paper that I don't know until now either. Because the other friends were throwing papers, too, I don't know which paper he had,"

"At that time, after school he looked angry because I couldn't catch and found the paper. He was busy looking for one of his papers, when all the other friends had gone home. There are a lot of papers scattered. I wanted to come help find him, but he forbade me to. It was the first time I saw him so angry at me"

Surya was still faithfully listening to him. Not expected with his middle-aged age .the memory of his youth and love story is still so clear.

"Then bik? What happens next?" surya asked, he also looked curious about the pikasih story.

Bik pasih sighed.

"Drink first, Mas. my throat is dry," said the pikasih while drinking coffee that he made himself earlier.

Surya grumbled and breathed a little laugh he thought it was funny.

Finally Surya also drank his cup of coffee.

"It's late at night, I'll stay up late because I hear my story," said the pikasih. A little hesitant because it makes his master stay up late.

"It's okay, I'm not sleepy. And again tomorrow is still lazy to the office," said Surya. 

"Well, don't do that. Later if lazy, rejeknya in peg people. Her soul mate is kept away?" said pity, once again make Surya laugh.

"Of course that guy's a chicken, Bik. Kok in patok. My soul mate has also been kept away from me really," said Surya reply to a joke of compassion.

"Non Zahwa?

"Eh, that means bik ?" surya asked in shock. Heard the name Zahwa being mentioned. Do you not know anything about him and Zahwa.

"That's why, non-Zahwa seems to be looking for something. I did not go there first" said pikasih. Surya followed the direction of view and Zahwa was seen from the window glass outside the pavilion. He came down the stairs to the kitchen.

For a while, the pity was with him. Surya was still watching them. They seem to be talking.

A few moments later Zahwa returned to the top floor with drinking water in a glass teapot.

Beautiful view, according to Surya. Zahwa was wearing young ash pajamas, beautifully scattered over his body. There was a rope on his waist, but it was left untied. The brown veil, still covering the veil of his head, was only slightly open on the chin because he had just slid the veil.

Her sweet face with a slight restrain of drowsiness, with a slight frown on her forehead. For some reason, he looked dazzling at such a time.

"Astaghfirullah" said Surya. After waking up from Zahwa's shadow.

It was not appropriate for him to see with such a desire.

Surya stepped inside the house. The head feels dizzy and may only improve if you sleep with it.

"I used to sleep a bik" said Surya when passing by in a pity.

After Surya enters the room, the pavilion is returned. Take 2 cups of coffee that is partially finished. He went back to the kitchen, and then he went to his room.

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Flashbacks

Zahwa awakens as the magrib reverberates.  He was like a dazed person a moment after he woke up. His body not only feels good, but it feels all crumbling.

In terms of a stable body, Zahwa includes a range. He came out for a while and was exposed to the hot sun alone could make him have to sleep a long time to recover his strength.

But today he didn't feel like he had been out most of the day with Bella. Again they surrounded the campus without them noticing while chatting earlier.

"Away awake?" Hanan's voice was the first that Zahwa heard.

"I overslept?" Zahwa was still languishing and almost fell down for accidentally hitting the sofa table in front of their bedroom. Making consciousness recover. He whimpers in pain.

Hanan chuckled little to see Zahwa. Zahwa pouted, not to help but she laughed.

"Sorry" said Hanan. He knew Zahwa was offended by his laughter.

"Please, Cake" sewot Zahwa.

"Not falling, right? Why do I have to be helped ?" Hanan cuek.

Zahwa. He should have known that he would be answered that way. Annoyed, he went into the bathroom and refreshed his body.

Hanan is still waiting. He's already wearing Koko's shirt and a sarong. Hold two prayer rugs. For him and Zahwa.

Zahwa too long in the bathroom.His intention to invite her to congregate in the mosque failed. Because the iqomah has just been heard, indicating that prayer has begun.

"Zahwa! Little hurry!" Hanan Shouted

A few moments later Zahwa came out. With a full dress and hood on his head he please on his shoulder.

Zahwa saw two prayer rites that were already in the title. And the face that was on his bed. It was a sign that Hanan was waiting for her to congregate.

Without speaking or replying to Hanan's anger, Zahwa immediately used his face.

The two began to convene. It looks so ugly when it is like that. As if there were no differences between them.

After they got together. Hanan is seen taking off his Kokonya shirt and looks like a white shirt is also attached to his body.

Like her, she only wears Koko clothes when she wants to pray and before evening.

Zahwa put the face in the cupboard.

"Thank you for taking my car" Zahwa said after they were seen sitting together .

"Yes the same," Hanan replied. He was reading the open that he had not finished reading since yesterday.

Zahwa squinted, watching what Zahwa had read .

Curious about the contents of the book, because she saw her husband seemed to focus on the book.

"What!" Hanan. Seeing Zahwa down to look at the title of the book he read.

"I just want to know the title" Zahwa replied

"Make what? You won't understand the book I'm reading" Hanan said, and was still seen reading the book.

"Where can you say that. If I didn't know what it was, I might have liked it too" commented Zahwa .

"No! This book I stayed in the room all day seems like nothing touched," Hanan replied.

Zahwa nibbled on his lower lip. In his heart justifies what Hanan said.

Without replying Hanan's rebuttal. Zahwa looked up and stood up. He also has to do something.

Tok tok tok tok

Room door on tap.Zahwa moved to open it.

As if at the door, Zahwa glanced a little. Wanted to know who was coming.

"What's the bik?" ask Zahwa

"There's a guest, Non.  Looking for Surya mas," replied bik Asih.

"Well, why not directly nyampein to Surya mas?'' ask Zahwa .

"Solar is not at home" replied the pussy.

Zahwa was stunned and immediately looked towards Hanan. Her husband shrugged his shoulders, indicating that he also did not know about Surya.

''Who's the guest monk?" ask Hanan. He took off his glasses which he had been using to read, placed on the table with the book he had read.

"Looks like Surya's friends," replied the pasih.

Zahwa looks tense at the reply to pasih .

"Sury's friends? Don't - don't be friends on campus just yet, "inner Zahwa.

"I will meet them" Hanan said

Bik Kasih nodded and left immediately.

"You're coming with me. Come meet them," Hanan said, as if a command could not be denied.

"I'm tired, Mas. May I rest" said Zahwa. Looking for reasons she showed a sour face.

"You've been sleeping since, it's not good to sleep after the magrib, too" Hanan said. He seemed to know that Zahwa was just pretending.

Zahwa pouted, unreasonable and denied her husband.

He tidied up his clothes and veil, still pouting following the down.

Zahwa felt nervous, if it was true that it was Surya's friend while on campus first. They must know him too.

Will the relationship with Surya will first be revealed in front of Hanan. Zahwa walked over blankly.

"Assalamualaikum.." Greetings Hanan. Bringing Zahwa's consciousness back.

Zahwa was even more nervous when he found out that the people in front of him were no strangers.

They were all foster brothers back at the college. Quite familiar with him because all is Surya's garden. It's only natural that Zahwa knew his girlfriend's friends first.

"Zahwa! You're here?" tanya Mujib one of Surya's close friends. He knows best about his relationship with Surya.

Zahwa grimaced, hiding the nervousness within him. He behaved normally and greeted them .

"You know Zahwa?" ask Hanan.

She did not expect that her brother's friend would recognize Zahwa immediately. That means the relationship between Zahwa and Surya is quite well known by many people.

Hanan pretended to be surprised by the incident.

This made Zahwa even more nervous.

"Yes. Sia our level sister and also _" has not had time Mujib continue to talk

"We are familiar and quite familiar, said Zahwa.

Zahwa stared at Mujib, gesturing not to continue his talk.

Mujib understood and kept quiet. Even though he doesn't understand what really happened.

"Oh yeah? You didn't tell me you were Surya's underclassman" Hanan said with a slight press.

Zahwa just smiled crisply while looking into his eyes. As if to speak," I'll explain later," 

Mujib still did not understand what was going on. Why is Zahwa in Surya's house and not with Surya but with Hanan

Zahwa did not know Hanan. But now what he sees is the opposite. Zahwa did not even know Surya. He even hid the truth.

"I'll take a drink, you guys have a chat, please" Zahwa said.  He oamit retreats towards the kitchen.

Zahwa. Hanan looks familiar talking with his brother's friends.

"If you may know, Zahwa why is he here?" ask one of them.

Zahwa stopped moving. The tray with the juice drink stuffing on it tried to hold him tightly. The burden that was usually nothing, felt heavy after hearing the question he had just heard.

"long story. But now he lives here, if you want to meet him too. Please just play here" Hanan said.

But that doesn't explain everything. It's confusing according to them. Seen from the faces of those who look at each other.

"Please drink,"

Zahwa came up with a little courage and hoped everything was okay.