There is No Need for Love

Q2: Farhan Syaukani - Faridha Amalia Princess

The national debate competition in which Farhan's school acts as the host has been running since last night, almost all the teams have gone down, the allowance is only until this afternoon, but this is the most awaited session, not only because the home team will go down, but also this session is inhabited by many pavorite teams.

Let's say some teams from Java and Sulawesi, even this session is also inhabited by a team that is notoriously tough in terms of debate, North Sumatra. There are even many people who maintain a team that is more populated by women, Farhan is not so dizzy, he focuses on his duties as a local committee.

Farhan was composing his mobile phone while walking, so Farhan walked while hunkered down, to reach the bathroom, Farhan certainly had to pass through the hood of art that was undergoing renovation because it was quite damaged, repaired before there is a victim.

Farhan just smiles to read WA His sister-in-law Risda, do not know what to reply, finally Farhan only sent three letters, Yes. Farhan smiled happily because his brother-in-law had now memorized ten short letters, one thing that of course made Farhan very excited, to smile his own smile.

Farhan's eyes were raised when he heard another voice that his ears had caught, like a sound that wanted to fall, and sure enough, it was, farhan's eyes clearly saw that there was wood material on the roof of the building that the craftsman could not control, the material was not restrained anymore, it would soon fall.

But what made Farhan's chest ripple was not that, but there was a woman who walked out of the bathroom, the same as him earlier, walking down looking at his phone, looking at his clothes, looking at his clothes, Farhan knew that it must be one of the debating contestants.

“Awas ..”.

Farhan shouted and ran after, accidentally Farhan pressed the button calling, automatically Risda lift, Risda who became a bit confused, repeatedly Risda said hello Far, but there was no answer, but a lot of noise caught Risda's ear.

With a swift Farhan pulled the woman into his arms, even Farhan Farhan's right hand was on the girl's head, so the girl really leaned her face against Farhan's chest.

Braaakkk. The material that fell on the ground, only a few cent away from Farhan. Farhan's reflexes tightened his body against the wall and slightly lowered his head, resulting in their cheeks sticking together with each other, Risda who was on the phone so pounding, was very surprised.

As soon as there was no sound of falling again, Farhan came to his senses and hurriedly released his embrace with a slightly paled face, the girl was also so, even paler than Farhan, looking at the drop point of the material, the girl said, he knew that if this man did not help him, then the material would hit his head.

"Sorry .. ". Farhan was really nervous. "I ...".

Although pale, the girl named Faridha could still smile. "Not what Bang, thank you ..".

The two even looked awkward, while Risda who was opposite was more confused, the phone also arrived dead. Risda shook her head and pocketed her phone, hearing the conversation earlier, it seemed that Farhan was helping a woman, it was obvious to Risda.

Risda finally shook her head, convinced that Farhan was okay, there was no sound of complaining or anything like that, so Risda felt that there was nothing to worry about, Risda accelerated her steps into the classroom, later on in question, Inner Risda.

While Farhan was really bewitched by what he saw, although a little pale, but the face was drugging Farhan, really make Farhan stunned, look so perfect, a combination of eyes, nose, eyebrows, and so on, the lips and chin had absolutely no gap at all.

Faridha cuga seems to have the same vibe, he saw a handsome face that he rarely found all this time, the face that looked at him made Faridha's chest pounding, very handsome, already like an artist, already like an artist, inner Faridha.

Seeing the badname hanging on Farhan's neck, Faridha knew that the young man who helped her was one of the organizers and certainly also a high school boy here, and also his upperclassman, because of Faridha's knowledge, the committee came from local High School students, all from class XII, while Faridha is currently still in class XI.

"Dispatchers huh ?".

Faridha nodded her head. "Yes Bang".

Farhan extended his hand. “Farhan, Farhan Syaukani”.

Faridha smiled accepting Farhan's handshake. “Faridha Amalia Putri”.

Farhan invited, so Faridha immediately stepped back to the hall where the debate competition took place, Farhan had forgotten that he wanted to urinate, so he stepped beside Faridha to reach the building.

Since Faridha and the team's turn was still quite long, Faridha came along when Farhan asked him to sit on a long bench outside the building, Faridha wanted to, he said, because from this he could clearly hear what was being talked about from within.

“From SMA where ?”.

“I from Sumatra Bang”.

“Sumatra ?”.

Faridha nodded her head. “Sumatra North”.

“Medan ?”.

Faridha nodded her head. “Iya Bang, Medan”.

Farhan nodded his head. Frankly, Farhan was inexplicably interested in getting to know Faridha further, Farhan was very fond of seeing the face and smile of the hijab-wearing woman, too sweet according to Farhan. Farhan had never seen such a sweet smile before.

“My mother is North Sumatra, Padangsidimpuan” City. Farhan.

Faridha gave a slight glance, looking surprised. “Oh yes ... have a surname then her mother Bang ?”.

Farhan nodded his head. “Lubis”.

“What ?”. Faridha looked surprised.

Farhan also became surprised to see Faridha's expression. “Why ?”.

Faridha smiled and shook her head. “I Faridha Amalia Princess Lubis”.

Farhan tepuk jidat. “Masha Allah, great, it's amazing”.

Faridha just shook his head to see Farhan who reached as fast as possible, but somehow Faridha also felt so happy, already two days he participated in the national debate competition, this national level, and then he was also happy, it was only today that Faridha met the one who had a surname relationship with her.

"Where is it ?".

Faridha smiled again. "In the hotel next door Bang".

"What is this close ?".

Faridha nodded her head, but then similarly stood up as she was asked to be ready to come forward. Farhan came in and saw even though he could only from a distance. And Farhan was amazed, he was so enjoying the word Faridha like water, became amazed to use English.

After a long time of prickling, Farhan finally found the most appropriate way, family. Farhan can claim to be Faridha's family, this is somewhat possible because Faridha has the same clan as her mother, after I told her cell phone, Farhan knows, pariban.

Fortunately in the bag there was a family card phocopy, Farhan belain repopied, folded and pocketed it. Farhan was a bit disappointed when he returned to the arena, the room was empty, Farhan thought for a moment, but by gathering courage, Farhan stepped towards the hotel where Faridha was staying.

Fortunately for Farhan, when he arrived at the hotel, everything was still in the Lobby, even the group leader was giving a briefing, all participants could go out but with clear reasons, he said, especially with a counselor or family in Jakarta.

Farhan approaching. "Marhana ..".

Faridha who was called turned her head and smiled. "Bang Farhan's".

Faridha approached and sat beside Farhan who chose to sit on the long bench of the Lobby, Faridha's colleagues so see, including the leader of the group, especially all of them had never seen Farhan before.

The leader of the group approached. "Are you Faridha ?".

Farhan smiled. "I'm Pariban[1] it's Faridha Pak".

The leader of the troupe was a bit annoyed, Faridha was a bit cheeky, surprised also by Farhan's confession, but Faridha finally smiled, basically what Farhan said was true, in terms of clan, Farhan was indeed his parivan, but the leader of the group was not so sure.

"How do you paribans ?".

Farhan shrugs his shoulders. "Pariban sir, or .. This".

Farhan gave the copy of their Family Card and his ID card. The first Head of the Company saw Farhan ID card and saw the Family Card, it is clear, the name of Farhan Mother written Armeeta Aryani Lubis, the birthplace of Padangsidimpuan City.

Convinced, the leader of the group again gave up what Farhan gave. "Would you take Faridha down the street ?".

Farhan. "You go to the house sir".

The leader of the group nodded his head and passed away, now Faridha who became deg degan, how did the man who had just known him for so many hours now admitted pariban and wanted to bring him to their home, as easy as that ?, inner Faridha.

"My mother is still a real Padangsidimpuan, must be happy if she met you, I'm sure it is, how ?".

Faridha looked confused. "A serious thing ?".

Farhan nodded his head. "You doubt me ?".

It was a bit long, but Faridha finally shook her head. "It's not so Bang".

"So what dong. We're going to my house, not where".

Faridha still looked confused, but for some reason, Faridha seemed to feel that this handsome man was a good boy, let alone that he wanted to be brought to his house, Faridha seemed to think hard.

There was fear, there was worry, and many other feelings, but Faridha could not deny herself, Farhan's behavior when helping her earlier, clearly illustrating that Farhan was a good man.

"Faridha change clothes first Bang".

Farhan smiled. "Abang wait".

Faridha left Farhan on the lobby bench with a smile, headed for her room to change clothes, Faridha felt, what was wrong with coming with Farhan, it was easy to see the Lubis family in this capital, and indeed, indeed, Faridha felt that it would be okay with Farhan.

As soon as Faridha entered the room, all of her female friends approached, as I pricked the handsome Faridha pariban, Faridha just smiled, quickly changed clothes, and quickly changed clothes, as soon as it was done, he went down again to meet Farhan who was still sitting relaxed on the Lobby bench.

Once Faridha was in front of him Farhan stood up, the two stepped out of the hotel and intercepted a taxi. Faridha went up, though her heart was still wondering why she wanted to go with Farhan, but somehow Faridha just came along, until finally the taxi stopped in front of Farhan's house.

"Come on Dha, we're in".

"Yes Bang".

Faridha's heart thumped a little, but he stepped in calmly, The guard smiling as he opened the gate could not reply Faridha. Just two steps into the courtyard, Faridha was very surprised, this is home what the palace, the inner Faridha, but he still took a step.

Farhan rang the bell, before long the door opened, Mutia who opened the door rather glaring, was surprised to see Farhan coming home with a woman, but Mutia chose a smile and let Faridha in.

Faridha instantly calmed down as soon as she saw Mutia's smile, let alone Farhan quickly introducing Mutia as her older sister. Even so, Faridha's heart palpitations remain, especially when entering the house, Faridha immediately shrank to see the splendor of this house, seemed inappropriate to enter it.

"This is Faridha, a debate participant from North Sumatra, this is Mama's sodara, because she is also Lubis, the same as Mama". Farhan.

"What ?". The middle-aged doctor instead approached and hugged Faridha's shoulder. "You boru Lubis ?".

Faridha nodded her head. "Yes Bou[2]".

Meeta looks very happy. "Um, my beautiful Parumaen. Would you like to be Bang Farhan's soul mate ?".

Farhan immediately nodded. "Mama why the hell ?".

Mutia and Reni instead pick Farhan, both pinching Farhan's cheeks left and right. "Mom why the hell?, say it, it was Ma's plan". Mutia is speaking.

Farhan immediately blushed his cheeks, what his two brothers did made Farhan die of lice, Farhan also could not lie to himself, he was immediately interested when he first saw Faridha, he was not, this is the first time Farhan feels like being close to women, Faridha makes Farhan different.

…. Connect …

[1] Pariban : Call for cross cousins (for a male, a cousin of a mother's brother, for a female, a cousin of a father's sister)

[2] Bou: A call to the father's sister, in Mandailing, Bou is also used by a woman to refer to her mother-in-law