The Injured Heart.

part 1

The sun makes a thin line painting turn the wall to the floor. But the thick curtains that line the windows all wide and high protect the entire room from its dazzling light spills.

The room was still dark, quiet and quiet. Actually Zahira is awake, exactly he can not sleep all night. Though the room is so comfortable, spacious, high-ceilinged, fragrant, and very complete.

  In addition to a thin line of stubborn sunlight sneaking in, Zahira had only been pensively alone.

There was a knock on the door, Zahira immediately let the man in.

"What's wrong? "

  A woman smiles at Zahira, she looks at Zahira's face fixedly, she sees Zahira's eyes reddened and her eye bags look like pandas.

"You can't sleep anymore, can you? " he asked with a worried tone.

"I'm just a little unwell, eat it I can't sleep" she said.

The woman named Nadia breathed.

"Don't try to lie to me, I'm your best friend and assistant, I've known you for a long time and lived with you" 

Zahira looked at Nadia with a flat smile.

"Other times we talk about this, now I want to take a shower, get ready to teach, I'm late if I don't get ready quickly"

  Zahira got out of her bed and headed to the bathroom.

"Nad ...., the book publisher wants to meet you the day after, do not forget to ask her book marketing, many are not interested? " he screamed from the bathroom.

  Nadia rolled her eyeballs feeling annoyed towards Zahira.

"Yes I know! " he said, then left Nadia's room.

"You don't want to go to college? " question Zahira saw Nadia who was still wearing a nightgown.

"I go in for lunch, this is bread to prop up your stomach. later in the day you will teach in megare, later I bring lunch. "

Nadia said she handed me a lunch box with bread.

"Thank you I'm leaving first, you want to take a motorbike or want to order a taxi online? " he asked again and then left.

"I'm with Ayu, oiya Ra don't forget, don't be too careless if people know if Zahira's mother is a writer of novels they like, they will definitely read your novel, for sure, and reduced your idol millions." 

  Nadia scoffed at Zahira, while the one who was ridiculed only showed a face that did not care.

"I leave first, see you later in the afternoon" said Zahira then put on a helmet and turn on his motorbike and in a few moments the bike was already on the road.

   Zahira is a young teacher at an SMK in Sidoarjo, more precisely he teaches at SMK YPM 1 Sidoarjo park. He was from Surabaya but the last two years he never came home and lived in Sidoarjo, more precisely in a tawangsari housing.

  In addition to being a teacher, Zahira is also a famous novelist for two years, even many film companies who want to work with her, but only a few are accepted to work together. although Zahira was a famous novelist, she never appeared before the public, even she used her last name in all her published novels, Al Mahyra.

  All Nadia's business takes care of it, because Nadia is his assistant and best friend.

  Zahira has millions of fans on instagram, twitter, even in the real world, his students are loyal readers of his story. Even in half a day of his story in the update, his readers reached 5.89 k.

  But who would have thought Zahira was a girl who was quite young, she was only 23 years old, she was beautiful, smart, and very religious in terms of religion, even at a young age, he said, she has been successful in the culinary business world or company, but she is a cute girl, cold, rarely sociable, stubborn, and very far away from the name of a man, who is a woman, I don't know what the reason is but obviously the last two years he's never been close to anyone.

    Zahira is a mysterious girl figure for those who know her, many men who want to approach her even the ranks of teachers in her place of teaching, many men who want to approach her, but he never wanted to and remained cold.

"I just want to enjoy my life with my will, wrong or right, I will be ready to face what will happen, even if there is a part of the story that no one else can understand from me, and I thought I was so proud of my life, but they also didn't know what I felt in these two years, they thought Zahira was enjoying her life, so much, but they did not know that I suffered so much, only that God was always the reason I tried to look good. "

Zahira Al mahyra