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Turns out

“Sariiii, sariiii, wait,” I shouted then woke up with a gasp breath. Sweat soaked my body.

“Yaa God, it was just a dream! Thankfully”

Why can I dream of that cold figure. Scroll the wall clock in my room. It's still 03:00 in the morning. It may be just an alarm from God, that I may be awake in a third of the night. I removed the blanket that covered my body, slowly came down from the bed to the bathroom for ablution.

Back to the Creator in my long prostration on a bed of prayer. I brought out all my complaints to him.

“Yes God, the Lord of this heart. Show your way to my servant, I am tired of all this. My love, I leave it in your hands. I know that I do not deserve to plead with You for the multitude of my sins. But I believe you are Most Forgiving.” I kept complaining, crying in front of him.

The Mushaf in front of me. I hung the holy verse without my tears dripping, there was a feeling in my chest that I could not reveal. I slowly heard footsteps behind me.

“ astagfirullah. don't - don't be the thief, iiiiiihhh” I said shuddering in horror

I'll give myself a look back.

“Yes Lord!!!!!! Grandma!!!” My yelling. Surprised to see Grandma sitting right behind me with all her hair pointed forward. Yes, again grandmother's disease relapsed, she walked while sleeping.I grabbed the wrinkled hands I pulled towards my bed.

I looked at that dark face that was still sleeping. There was guilt for him for not being able to make her happy.

“ Grandma, I promise someday I will carry all your burdens so that grandma can enjoy granny”'s old days. I said it in my heart and then kissed Grandma's forehead.

Sayup-sayup I heard the call of the dawn Adhan began to understate. I put my feet back into the expanse of my prayer mat. I will fulfill my duty to my Lord.

This morning I just stayed at home because my grandmother was not selling. I threw my slack away by stepping into the garden behind my house. This is my custom, every holiday I always take the time to grow vegetables, . Kuraih pacul and hat, like a pure farmer. I call on my energy to take care of the vegetables that are starting to thrive.

“ zahra. May I help you??” Someone from behind. I turned my body around and I saw the furqon with its cool look. If you look at it for a moment, he looks more like a Korean oppa who has a sneak. With her sweet smile she stepped towards me, making my heart beat unnaturally.

“Since when are you here!!!?” I asked ketus

“ just now,” the answer is short and instantly snatch the hoe from my hand.

“ why can you?”

“Of course, I was born and raised in this village. It is very unlikely that I did not know using this” he replied casually while continuing to brandish the hoe.

“ yes god!!!” Pekikku saw some plants cut off.

“ this vegetable to be taken care of instead of even cut rich fodder!!!”

“ sorry Zahra, I accidentally” he said as he scratched his non-itchy nape.

“ you go home there! I can be scolded by granny”

“But I accidentally”

“ stop. Go home” I said while cleaning up the damaged plants.

“Zahra, I want to say something” he said as he pulled my hand. .

“ hemmm. Hemmmm,” grandma's voice resuscitated us. We are trying to get up. My face turned red, there was a heat suddenly attacking.

“ you guys are on ap boy!?”

“ it's not like grandma saw, we just fell nek”

“Oooooh, dropped,” he said in a teasing tone.

“ nak furqon is okay? In general, zahra's body is somewhat filled, fearing that Furqon will be peyek”” he said with a smile.

“I'm okay koq grandma, I'm just here to say goodbye. Tomorrow morning I will leave for Malaysia” he said lowered his head.

“What are you doing there, son? College?”

“ the plan anyway I want to help the father's property company there bu all college also”

“ oooh. Good then, son. You take care of yourself in the country of orang”

“Zahra, I thank yah” he said to me with a difficult look. I only returned with a forced smile. I don't know why my heart ached to hear him want to leave.

“Aware zahra, she loves your sahbat. Keep your heart” I said inwardly.

He pulled his heavy steps away from us. I didn't realize the warm flowing crystal was warming my face. What is this feeling? At first glance I saw him turn towards me and smile warmly meaningfully. Could he have seen these tears? How shameful of me. Immediately I rubbed my face rough. When I turned my gaze towards him, that figure was already invisible. I ran around like a child looking for the existence of that figure. But nil, all that remains is a feeling of tightness in the chest. I'm bowed limp.

From a distance Grandma looked at me questioningly. Maybe he also felt lost like me. I don't know.

I put my foot in the bathroom to clean my body. Cold water gives a new atmosphere in the heart, but I can not deny the regret and lost it is still perched beautifully in the recesses. When I was done, I threw my body over my bed and I grabbed a flat object that could always be my entertainer.

(Raa, sorry well I didn't get to your house to say goodbye. I'm leaving for Malaysia tomorrow morning. I'll just let it over there. Pray for me well I, my good friend) I read a message from Sari. Suddenly I wonder, why can it be with him? Don't-don't you? Kumhug . I immediately shook off my stolen feelings. What's wrong with me..

(yes Rii, you be careful there. And I wish you good luck and get your best mate. Don't forget me. Your chatty best friend😔😔)

“ maybe they were meant to be together. I must relent and bury deep in my feelings that are out of place.” My mumbling shed tears. Two people who have a special place in my heart have left me. Tiiiiiing, an incoming message. This time from a number I don't know...

(Don't cry, I'll definitely go home for you) when I read this message. My mind drifted far away. will he? Ah there's no way she just thinks of me as a friend no more. When my mind was still fighting to and fro. Grandma came to me.

“This child has a seat from nak Furqon” he said while handing over a gift of red-colored ribbon.

“ what is this grandma. Why didn't he give it to me earlier?”

“ nak furqon came back and gave this to grandma. And seeing you cry” said grandma like lightning struck in my ear.

“What? So he saw me. How ashamed of myself.” I murmured in my heart

Curse that gift, and I'll open it soon. A beautiful prayer mat with a red heart.deggg. My heart seemed to stop beating, could it be that he was my secret admirer????