The Love that Chose

The Love that Chose
42. Meeting (2)



After they ate then they rushed to perform Dhuzur prayer and then re-entered their respective classes.


2 Hours later the class is over. All the students were out of class and headed to their homes.


So did Azzahra, Nissa and Inayah. They headed straight to the parking area and headed home.


“Assalamualaikum Girls” said Inayah from beside us and we immediately turned to her.


“Walaikumsalam” say we are together.


“Go home or how?” inayah asked Nissa and Azzahra.


“Ke bookstore jerk yuk, There's something I want to find and buy!” nissa said she was taking them along.


“Ok” says Azzahra and Inayah compact.


Then they went straight out of the campus on their motorbike and headed to the bookstore in question.


After 20 minutes they arrived at the place. Then go in and immediately look for the book they are looking for.


“Where have you found the book you are looking for Niss?” asked Azzahra who was beside Nissa who was carrying several books and looked confused.


“Udah Zza, yuk there?” said Nissa and pointed at the cashier.


“Where is Ina?” ask Nissa again as she walks.


“That!” show Azzahra to Inayah who sits next to the cashier with a book in her hand.


They walked to the cashier and had to wait because they were in line. After paying them, they left the bookstore.


“Rame yes inside?” inayah asked breaking their silence as she walked towards the parking lot.


“Iya Na, tumben in da..” said Nissa stopped because she collided with someone and the book fell out of her hand.


Bruuukkk (more or less so the sound)


“Gosh” Say Nissa Shocked.


“There was a Niss” Saying Azzahra who was shocked by Nissa's voice and turned to Nissa.


“Why?” ask Inayah who saw Nissa sitting down and pick up the book that had fallen.


“Maaf” Nissa said to the young man and did not see him and immediately took the book that fell out of his hand.


“Sorry Miss, I accidentally?” said the young man who bumped into Nissa and helped pick up the book and handed it to her.


“Thanks” said Nissa who received the book from the young man's hand who helped collect.


“Once again sorry Miss?” said the young man and they looked at each other and how surprised they were.


“Nissa?” said the young man and he was Andre.


“Andre?” said Azzahra and Inayah together after seeing it.


“Azzahra, Inayah apparently you guys?” said Andre after staring at them in turn.


‘Yes God thank you for bringing me to him again' Inner Andre is happy.


“Assalamu’alaikum,” greetings Andre on them.


“Wallaikumsallam” says the three of them together.


“You, did not expect it turned out and none other than you” said Nissa Ketus.


"Sorry, again sorry, I didn't mean it?" andre felt guilty.


"It is Niss" said Inayah to persuade her friend not to be angry again.


"If the anger continues, ntar wrinkles loh?" Tempta Azzahra with a smile on his friend who was still upset.


"Amit-amit daahh, can't I be young?" answer Nissa flat.


"Then would you like to be a wrinkled young girl?" Tempted Azzahra again and made Andre chuckle.


'Look at him and laugh at me, really people have made spills and even laugh glad I am a clown what?' Inner Nissa was upset.


"Sweet and funny when he is angry, especially when he smiles must be even sweeter again, if I were the reason to smile for sure I am the happiest person in the world' Inner Andre


"Have I gone home?" said Nissa flat.


"Eh...Niss wait" said Azzahra, who tried to call her best friend who had walked it.


"Sorry, Ndre, we as his best friend apologize for his disrespectful attitude and behavior.


"No papa, I am also wrong, and strangely every time you meet you must be with inappropriate and not good circumstances .!" reply Andre friendly.


"It's okay, what if we go first, Assalamualaukum?" azzahra said to him.


"Wallaikumsalam, be careful on the road" Andre said again.


And only smiles were answered by Azzahra and Inayah. Then they immediately chased after Nissa who had walked first and then we immediately went home.


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