Thunder on Earth Love

Four Friends

As Gibran drew closer, Shafa closed his eyes, not knowing what to do. The man who was currently at close range was about to hold his shoulder.

Suddenly there was the sound of a cell phone ringing, the man behind him walking away received a call. Shafa opened his eyes and breathed a sigh of relief.

A pat on his shoulder made Shafa jump in shock. Didn't Gibran leave. Who then tapped his shoulder?

"The handsome boss is out of here huh?" asked Ririn who had just come from the front to deliver the order. He saw Gibran coming out of the kitchen.

Shafa looked at his best friend. Ririn was astonished to see Shafa's face looking pale. "You're sick Fa?" Ririn touched a friend's forehead in front of her.

"I'm fine Rin, just surprised."

"Shafa is nervous about being told by the boss" said Fery, one of the employees in the room.

"The boss is curious about Shafa, as if he is a new employee and the boss has never seen. Plus the beautiful Shafa is also not kelulungan. Who is not interested" said another.

"It could be, I'm just interested in you Fa" said Fery blatantly. "You don't want to be a big brother?" he asked while glancing his eyes at Shafa.

"Don't want the Fa! Fery has many branches. Not just at the corner but every intersection there is," said Ririn. His hands lay food on the tray.

While Shafa who was busy platting food just smiled. He was used to his friends. He chose not to talk much.

"This is Rin's defamation. I didn't do it that time." Fery defended himself. His hands were busy wiping the glasses and dishes.

"work... Workings... Don't make a fuss over you!" say the other one.

"Just look at you!" exciting Fery.

They also continue their work. That day the customers were crowded. It is enough to drain all employees. But they were always excited. Their boss is not stingy. Eating can also choose according to taste. At the end of the month, if the income goes up the bonus is definitely received they. It did not escape the role of Fahmi as an honest superior. It always sends data in accordance with reality. Until Olivya often told him to give bonuses to employees.

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"What did Mom call me?" ask Gibran who just entered his mother's room.

"This is Gibran, Mama just wanted to say that starting tomorrow you have to take care of the cafe. My mom will focus on taking care of the boutique. How's it?" ask Olivya.

"Alright Ma. I'll take care of the cafe" replied Gibran.

After that, they talked about work. Besides, Gibran's mind was still filled with curiosity in the girl named Shafa. It will be easier to find out who the girl is if she is always in the cafe.

Gibran hopes his conjecture is correct, that the girl is the one he has longed for the past few years.

The clock kept turning the clock changing times. The sun is also at peace in its dispute. Change the moon and stars that decorate the night sky. Olivya has left the cafe by taxi online. While Gibran remained there until the employees one by one went home.

"Shafa, let me drive you home!" Fahmi approached Shafa who was tidying up the goods.

"Finally thank you, sir, I'm used to going home alone. Besides, it is not good to be seen by people when I come home at night to a man who is not a muhrim" Shafa said politely.

Shafa's reply seemed to repel Fahmi. He was nothing to Shafa. It was just that he put his feelings towards the beautiful girl before him. Fahmi himself did not have a family at the age of thirty years. He is a good and handsome man. Many women are interested. But not for Shafa. The girl's heart was not open yet.

"I'm sorry sir!" Shafa bowed his body past his manager.

Fahmi decides to go home by himself. "It's hard to get a girl like Shafa." murmured Fahmi.

Meanwhile, with a leisurely pace Shafa walked towards his rented house. From a distance, a car followed him slowly.

Shafa seemed relaxed, even though he realized someone was following him. Arriving at the village area, he intends to outwit the car driver by sneaking into an alley. Then he passed through a narrow alley to reach his contrast.

Gibran lost track. He was curious about Shafa.

Upon his contract, Shafa cleans up and goes to sleep.

"I'm sorry Shafa! It's not time for you to know who I am. Someday I will meet my brother and mother." murmured Shafa's heart.

Shafa activities in the morning as usual. But this time he will cook for his friends. Finished adzan shubuh, he went shopping for sanghung which also sells vegetables.

"Well, Neng Shafa is very diligent at this hour has been shopping," said the owner of the stall who is a mother.

"Yes ma'am" Shafa replied with a smile. He immediately chose the vegetables he would cook later.

"Virgin children should be so buk, wake up early and cook. Let's get married, get used to it" said the other mothers.

New people also come along. "Neng Shafa became the mother's daughter-in-law, the daughter of the army's mother you know there. The man was dashing, matching Neng who was beautiful and tall."

"Don't want Neng Shafa! Later if killed on the battlefield Neng can be a widow," said the mother of the warung owner.

Hearing the word widow, Shafa seemed to reflect on himself. How do people respond if they know who he really is?

"Mother shirk. If my son dies it's also for the country."

"Yes dech I believe the son is a state servant."

Shafa immediately chose what he needed. Then pay him, he did not want to be stuck in the subject of long-time mothers who shop.

"Yes Mom, I'm amazed by him too. Beautiful sholeh again. College boy."

Mothers shopping while huddling is common. And that is what Shafa avoided. It has always been a subject of talk.

Arriving home, Shafa and the others cook together. Unlike Silvia who was even fun playing mobile phones while smiling at the kitchen table.

"You chat and who the hell is Vi? Early in the morning I was grinning alone," reprimanded Aira.

"I know again. Gibran has returned from abroad. So we're not going to LDR anymore."

Shafa was surprised to hear Silvia mention Gibran. Is Gibran what Silvia meant by her brother? Or there's another Gibran.

"Thankful dech Vi, so less your turmoil. But remember the limits of Vi. Take care of your self-respect as a woman. Do not let us be considered cheap by men," said Alza advised. Among them four Alza who often act as adults. Because she was a student majoring in Tarbiyyah, so was Aira. So, among the four of them only Silvia was not hijab. He majored in management while Shafa majored in business management.

"Yes, I understand. Gibran is also a well-educated and well-educated guy. Even though he studied abroad but he really appreciated women. It has never hit me before" said Silvia.

"Alhamdulillah! It means Gibran is a good man" said Alza

"Gibran's Silvia's boyfriend, right?" ask Shafa. He was also curious about Gibran which Silvia meant.

"Yes Fa. But all this time they were dating long distance, Gibran went to college and lived abroad with his mother" replied Aira.

"I'll know the Fa sometime with Gibran. You're the only one who's never met her."

"Ok Vi's. I'll know Gibran."

"Tumben Fa you want to meet a guy, usually a duck if the problem is a guy," said Aira astonished.

"The same guy as Silvia. I think what the hell is that."

"He was the perfect Fa. Tajir certainly, dashing and handsome is not in doubt," said Silvia proudly.

"So, the guy himself must be praised," said Aira.

Shafa and his two friends were still busy with the cooked ingredients, Silvia put down her phone and helped along. The four of them are always compact in terms of taking care of the house. Last time, when Shafa was shopping, the three of them cleaned up the house.

Finish cooking them immediately clean themselves. Then breakfast together.

"Today you didn't go to college?" silvia asked after breakfast. Currently the four of them were relaxing in the guest room while watching television.

"No Vi, today is also my holiday schedule at the Cafe. So I just relax at home while doing thesis work," replied Shafa who was sitting on his laptop, his back leaning against his couch. Employees at the Cafe do get a holiday ration twice a month.

"Ra will come with me to the school!" bring Alza. He spoke to Aira.

"What do you want to do about Nich? I'm going to see gus Afif...!" Aira Goda.

Alza looked embarrassed. It's a bit wrong. "I'm going to see Syifa. We agreed yesterday to do the job together."

"You've met his brother, haven't you..." Aira still teases Alza.

"No papa time Za. Gus Afif kan hafidz, future priest of the hereafter." Silvia.

Alza's face was getting blustery. Who is not fascinated with the son of a kyai? Handsome and sholeh, he is also a hafidz. It is undeniable that Alza put her heart. But he knows who he is. It is impossible to be with Kyai's son. Finally Alza just save his own feelings and limited to being an admirer of the figure of Afif.

"What are you talking about? Don't fret! He must have a candidate. Many kyai who want to introduce their daughter with gus Afif," said Alza who then pretentiously busy watching television shows.

Shafa was just listening to the chatter of his three best friends. He also knows a little story about a person called Gus Afif. So he decided to focus on his laptop.

"But none of them hit Afif's gus right," Aira opened his voice again.

"Yes, he hasn't met his soul mate." Alza is still pretending to focus on the screen in front of her.

"And hope your soul mate right..," said Silvia while laughing to see Alza who increasingly misbehaved.

Aira also laughed, Shafa just smiled to see Alza as a joke. If I had, there would have been something they were talking about.

Alza chose to go to the room to get ready to go to school, followed by Aira. Silvia kedapur to take a drink.

A few moments later there was a knock on the door. Shafa who was in the guest room alone stood up to open the door.

When the door opened, Shafa was stunned to see who was standing in front of the door. The man was also stunned to see the girl in front of him. Now he could clearly see the face that had intrigued him since yesterday. It was unexpected that they were met by accident. Destiny sided with him that day.

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