The Way to Your Light
CHAPTER 3 (TO BE A TUMBAL)
"Nai, Why? Why did we break up?" asked Raka was surprised because there was no wind and no storm, suddenly Naisha decided by phone. Though they have been dating for quite a long time, Raka has been in a relationship with Naisha has been so serious. He loved her very much, whatever he was willing to do for Naisha. Because it is not easy to also be dating a beautiful and rich girl like Naisha. Although he is notoriously haughty, but his beauty is able to anesthetize the eyes of men so willing to die - death chasing his love.
Clik... The phone disconnected, Naisha gave no reason why she decided on her boyfriend.
"Nai, you are so bad! Raka again bucin - bucinnya same you, uh... You even play break up people's children. What a broken heart he is," said Mely shook her head to see Naisha's behavior.
"Lu Kayak does not know Naisha aja Mel, it's a sign that Naisha is getting bored, bored and wants to find new seeds again, hahaha..." Dance chimed in with a laugh. And Naisha also laughed and responded to the words of her friends.
"But, Nai. Poor as well as Raka, he's a good guy Nai. As long as you're dating her, she's never been anything. Instead he was willing to do and be told whatever it was by you, the important thing is that you are happy" said Mely who inexplicably became a baper after Naisha decided Raka.
"That's the problem, going out with him is nothing. True said Tari earlier, I oversaturated courtship that is so - so it is. He was too obedient and obedient to his son, so I felt like there was no challenge, just flat" said Naisha in her casual style.
"Yes, but he seems to be serious about you, Nai. He's your good son." said Mely with a mouthful.
"Yeeee.. How come you're the one who got carried away in a sad mood anyway? if you want, you're the one who's dating him. He was single again, hahaha." said Tari by nudging Mely's shoulder.
"That's right, you get it Mel. I'm sincere, hahaha." said Naisha with a big laugh - bahak with Tari. Mely was just pouting.
That morning the three of them were in the campus, but that did not mean they followed the lecture schedule, but they just casually stopped by the campus. After a while they were around the campus, then they returned to the car park and went to find a place to hang out to spend time gossiping and talking about something that was not useful.
"Yes, Nai. Now you are single. Kira - think there's a guy you're close to at the moment?" tanya Tari when they are in the car.
"Yes Tar, ask again. There must be, Naisha is the idol of every man" said Mely who chimed in.
"Yes.. I'll just make sure," said Tari rather sewot.
"There are some, just that I'm tired of this kind of guy - that's all" said Naisha still with his typical arrogant style.
"A guy like that - that's, what does Nai mean?" asked Mely who did not understand the meaning of Naisha's words.
"The average guy I've been around is more blissful and aggressive and wants to get close to me, those who always fight, praise and give me something that I don't really need," obviously Naisha with a bitter smile.
"So now you want what kind of guy, Nai? If with a guy who likes you and admires the light - your light is saturated?" ask Mely.
"Hmmmmm....." Naisha seemed to think long, after which her eyes immediately sparkled - twinkling as a new idea came to her mind.
"I want to be approached with a guy who is innocent, alim, quiet, stiff, and if possible never dating at all. It will be as fun as it is to date a guy like that." said Naisha with a happy smile because she imagined herself finding a guy like he said it.
"That's Tuh.." arrived - Mely who was driving a car immediately stopped her car in front of the mosque which was in the housing complex Naisha.
"Why stop?" tanya Tari and Naisha almost in unison.
"He wants to find a stiff and pious guy, and that's him." pointed Mely with a big smile at a young man who seemed to be sweeping the courtyard of the mosque. Naisha and Tari followed Mely's gaze with a slight astonishment at the figure of the man. And slowly - land but surely, a smile even rose in Naisha's lips.
"OK, wrap him up to be used as a mash." said Naisha who was immediately approved by his two friends.
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Aamir had just finished sweeping the courtyard of the mosque, after which he was about to enter the mosque to his room on the second floor to bathe and clean himself. However, the intention was canceled when he saw a car stop in front of the mosque. At first Aamir thought that the people in the mosque would pray or go to the toilet. However, Aamir immediately gasped in shock when he saw 3 beautiful women with fashionable styles out of the car. Moreover, 2 of them like no stranger to Aamir, Aamir tried to remember where he met the woman. Finally, Aamir remembered the two women.
"Hi, Mas.. Mas..bearded thin.." call one of them who wears a pink shirt with long hair that is beautifully smeared.
"Yes, Brother." said Aamir in surprise. Then the three women walked over to him in a graceful style.
"Don't call brother. We're too old, aren't we friends?" said the woman in pink again by asking her other fame.
"Yes, right." said they were almost together.
"Oh yeah, sorry... Well then, ukhti - ukhti what's going on calling me?" asked Aamir again, which made the three women immediately amused because they were called ukhti. Aamir was just dumbfounded to see their gurgles.
"Yes already, better call the name just to be more familiar. Introduce my name Naisha" said Naisha by extending her hand. He did not want to talk anymore, because he wanted to immediately carry out the action that had been agreed with his friends earlier.
"Yes, greetings. My name is Aamir." replied Aamir but without welcoming a helping hand from Naisha. He appeared to lay both hands in front of his chest. Naisha's hand hung in the air long enough. Of course it made Naisha inflamed, never once did the men refuse to shake hands with her. Instead, all men always race to touch his soft hand. The first impression of getting acquainted with this man really made him very offended. . .
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