The Love that Chose

Chapter III The beginning of meeting with Athariz

The flasback

When I was sitting in High School, I met a handsome young man who was sweet, and very simple. She is the sister of my classmate, she picks up her sister every day and she automatically meets me. Day after day passed he and I tried to steal each other's eyes. And finally his sister and my friend introduced us.

“Zza I'll go back to school to introduce someone?” say my friend

“Who??” I replied with trembling feeling

“Ntar you also know!”answer that friend

Finally the clock shows 5.00 WIB time to go home because today there is a scout jitters at High School. There was a sense of senility, fear, trembling stirring into one. He pulled my hand in front of the school, and I saw who he was none other than the one I had been watching for 2 weeks ago.

“So, this is my name Raida Azzahra?” said his sister while looking at her brother who was nervous and seneng because his sister knew what he wanted.

“Hay Raida, My name is Faiz Athariz!” athariz answered while looking at Azzahra, but Azzahra only looked once and bowed his head.

“Call Azzahra, because it is commonly called so!” sahut Azzahra who looked at Athariz once.

“Ok, home who is Zza?” ask Athariz to get to know him.

“Self brother!” azzahra replied with a trembling tone.

“Tak anter same sister until your home front huh?” sahut Athariz with a smile because it was late afternoon and he could not bear to see women coming home in the afternoon alone.

Staring at his friend, he agreed to take his brother home.30 minutes later he arrived in front of Azzahra's house. Do not forget azzahra to say thank you and invite Athariz and his friend to stop by, tp because it was late afternoon he went straight to their house and before leaving he said sorry that next time he would stop by the house, and it was late afternoon, he said, he was afraid before Adhan Maghrib he had not yet reached home.

“Good, friendly, and sholeh” Inner Az zahra after he prayed magrib.

Beautiful days passed, she started to show me care and attention making me feel comfortable when she was with me.

After a few months she ventured to express her feelings to me. At that time my heart, my heart felt like it was going to be dislodged (the language of the child now).

📩“”This week what is an event, can we meet?”” a message from Athariz

✉ “” No I no events, can!”” I reply while smiling to myself

📩 “”Mau picked up, or how?”” reply

✉ “” It's up to sister, how do you want?”” I smile back without stopping

📩 “” Ok, Brother pick up at 11 yes, so we can pray Dhuzurnya not spit!” reply

✉ “” Iyya sis! “” while giggling

The Sunday I was waiting for arrived. The time showed 05.00 I woke up and immediately took the ablution water and morning prayers.

After that I helped do mom's work.

“Bu, I ask permission later in the day I will come out?” azzahra asked permission from her mother when her mother was cooking.

“Where, who's the same?”his mother replied, staring at him once, and then continued cooking.

“to the park, with brother Athariz at the same time going to the bookstore?” sahut Azzahra with a soft tone, indeed he will go to the bookstore to buy the book he needs.

“Iya may, after the business is finished go home directly huh?” his mother replied patiently and while pouring food on the plate.

Then me and the family had breakfast together, I had a little brother who was super jail.then after I played and joked with the sister, I had a little brother, I saw the time already showed at 10:00 WIB immediately rushed to the room and get ready. Athariz arrived in front of my house.

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