The Lost Half of the Heart

SHYH 24 | Alqan Plan

Although Brayan tried to shake his feelings, his heart was still upset with Alqan's words. Obviously it was all his own fault, but he accepted. Here, Brayan is not a third person, as Brayan marries Fisya when his second engagement has ended.

Tok ... tok ...

"Good morning, Mr. Rayan." Aliya's voice broke the silent atmosphere.

"Why are you here?" brayan asked a little bit.

"I just want to say that my friends are waiting for you in the field."

"Yes, I know. You guys wait a minute I'll be there soon."

Aliya smiled widely when she could see the handsome face of her gym teacher. If he could ask, Aliya wanted the sports schedule to be held once every two days in one Sunday, so that he felt satisfied to look at the face of his teacher.

"Pak Rayan, will our team also be able to participate in the race next month? We've only been training for a few weeks?"

Brayan who was holding a basketball just scooped his shoulders. "If you want to study hard, our team can come."

"Where is the story sir! we only practice once a week" Aliya protested quickly.

Brayan is aware of the weakness of the team he has just built. There will be no way he can bring his team to qualify for the race, with no preparation.

"If God wills, what is impossible?"

"But we haven't had anything prepared, sir. What if the exercise schedule is added to twice in one week so we have careful preparation."

Brayan was silent for a moment to think about Aliya's suggestion. It never hurts no to try Aliya's advice if the sports schedule is held twice a week.

"That good idea. I'll coordinate with your class teacher."

This morning as much as possible Brayan gave the best training for his students, hoping to get good results. Under the blazing morning sun, sweat began to pour out.

Aliya who accidentally saw Brayan's sweat, wanted to wipe with her handkerchief. However, Aliya's spirit was broken when she saw a woman calling out Brayan's name and giving him a bottle of mineral water.

Aliya's chest also went up and down when she saw Fisya sweeping her teacher's sweat using a handkerchief.

"Why does his wife have to come, anyway!" aliya grumbled while blasting her lips.

"It looks like I feel a heat that is about to burn the heart" Zahra said.

"Remember Al, Mr. Rayan is sold out, don't be an actor!" timpal Mifta's.

"But I want the same Rayan sir!"

"Astaghfirullah Al, call it!"

***

Time passed so quickly, it did not feel that now it had entered the end of the lesson and all formal school activities had ended. Next the disciples would rest for a while before taking the lessons of the cottage.

"Ra, it looks like I can't take the next lesson" said Aliya, who was lying in bed.

"Why? You sick, Al?"

"Yes. Heart hurts. Mr. Rayan has already broken half my heart."

"Astaghfirullahaladzim Aliya's. Istighfar Al!"

"Ray we'll stop by the boutique for a while, yeah," pinta Fisya on the way home.

"Ready."

Brayan motorbike immediately drove to the boutique owned by his wife. Indeed, some days Fisya is banned from the boutique for reasons Brayan ridiculous.

"You rest in the room. I'll be there. I have a little business to handle."

"What business?"

"It's about the fashion show next week. You're okay, you'll wait a minute. Or do you want to go home early?"

"No. I'll wait for you here. Go away, I'm okay."

Arriving at the destination, Fisya and his assistant went straight into the cafe, where they had made an appointment.

Fisya's eyes caught a hand waving to her. However, Fisya wanted to make sure it was clearer through his desk number. And it turns out that's true.

"Sir Asep?" ask Fisya.

"Yes. It's me and the chairman of the organizers, ma'am." The man called Mr. Asep introduced someone who had been sitting with him.

"Include him is Mr. Alqan. This is the next week's fashion show.

Fisya's chest immediately thumped when he saw Alqan who he knew turned out to be the chairman of the organization of the big event.

"Hello ... Fisya. It's nice to meet you here" said Alqan, taking off a pair of glasses perched on his nose.

"Mas Alqan?"

The unexpected meeting made the atmosphere feel awkward. However, Alqan tried to find out so that the meeting was not stiff.

"See, I apologized for what I did in the past. I'm asking us to open another new leaf. Let's just say this is our first meeting, how?"

"Before Mas Alqan apologized, I had forgiven Mas Alqan. I actually also want to thank Mas Alqan because with the end of our engagement, I was finally united with Bayan," said Fisya as it is.

"Are you happy to be married to Rayan?" Alqan endured the heat that was about to burn his heart.

"Obviously I'm happy. Although we used to hate each other, but now we love each other."

"Thank God, I pray that you may be happy until Jannah."

Not felt after finishing discussing the main problem, Alqan still asked Fisya time to tell a short story. Fisya and Nana feel bad, finally comply with Alqan's request.

"Mas Alqan, it looks like it's late afternoon. We have to leave immediately" said Fisya.

"But, Yes .. finish your food first. I'll drive you home later," stop Alqan.

Because it feels bad Fisya also immediately finish the food before they go home.

"I'll take ya!" tawar Alqan's.

"No, my mom. We'll take a taxi." Fisya.

"It's okay. Wait for the taxi!" force Alqan.

Brayan's stomach has started to rumble because he has not had lunch. When looking at the watch, it turns out that the day has shown at 5 pm and Fisya has not returned.

"Fisya where the hell, I haven't come home at this hour. Take a minute, it's a long time. You girls!" Brayan grumbling.

Right in front of the boutique the car driven by Alqan stopped. As usual, Alqan will open the door for Fisya, just like before when they were engaged.

"Mas Alqan, thank you."

"Yes. We're on a team."

After saying the words of thanks, Fisya immediately entered the boutique. He saw that Brayan had stood up while folding both hands in front of his chest. His eyes did not blink when he saw Fisya coming towards him.

"Where from?" catch Brayan quickly.

"I told you there was a bit of business for the fashion show. Is something wrong?"

Brayan did not answer Fisya's question. His eyes were still on a car that was still in front of the boutique.

"Have you gone with Alqan?"

"Yes. I also just found out that it turns out Mas Alqan is the chairman of the organizer of this fashion show. Why, you mind? If you really mind I can cancel the fashion show for next week."

No husband would be willing to see his wife along with his ex-fiancee, especially the ex now wants to take his wife. However, Brayan also did not want to break Fisya's spirit, as this was an event that Fisya was looking forward to.

"Actually I do object, but what's okay for this is all your dreams and I won't just destroy them. But I wish you could keep your distance from that guy. I don't like it when you get too close to her."

Fisya smiled a little. She is grateful even though she knows that Brayan is currently jealous, but she is not thinking about her own ego.

"Thank you Ray, I will definitely keep my attitude with him."

...~TOGETHERBUNG~...