When Your Love Knocks on the Door of My Heart

You Are Special

At 08.45 local time I have arrived at the arrival area of airport B. The atmosphere is crowded and busy in the morning. Kota B Airport is one of the major airports that serve international flights.

Since I have lived in this city, I have made several flights through this airport. The beautiful and beautiful airport arrangement makes visitors feel comfortable airport users.

Officers in various places regularly serve airport service users. They smile kindly and give directions.

Fifteen minutes into the flight Zen will land. The announcement from the airport microfone echoed, making my heart thump.

This is the first time I've picked up Zen from out of town. Normally, I always refused when Zen asked me to pick him up.

"Romantis you know, Al. if you pick up a girlfriend at the airport. Like in those teen movies" Zen said when I asked him why he should do it.

And today I offered to pick her up. It's not wrong to show her attention. Is love not giving and receiving?

I smiled a little.

The weather this morning was very sunny, people were busy with their respective affairs. I took a seat in the waiting room that was not too crowded. I waited while checking out some of the assignments my regular students sent me through the study app.

The moment I saw the clock on my wrist was already showing at 09.15 minutes. I noticed the people picking up had started to move. Ah...what is this pick-up moment like?.I chuckle at the thought of the first thing I did.

The voice of the airport attendant announced that the flight Zen was using had landed safely and said goodbye.

I hurried to step near the pick-up iron.

Among the rows of passengers I saw Zen's dashing scales with Mr. Bhishma and one woman behind him.

Occasionally there was a serious chat between them, not even reluctant to see the woman next to Zen touch Zen's arm deliberately.

Hmmmm.I calmed down strongly. I believe Zen is not a crocodile man.

I waved as Zen saw my whereabouts.

I was so happy to see his smile. Zen grabbed my body into his arms, and I returned Zen's embrace. Happy to break down the longing that I could only hold in my heart.

I miss Zen.

"I miss you" whispered a gentle Zen in my ear.

"I miss you" I replied happily.

"You're getting pretty, baby. Looks like you're fine without me" Zen gave a kiss to my head.

"It seems so but in my heart only you know"

Zen laughed off.

"Meet me, Al. This is Miss Maira. Father's business friend's son happened to meet at the door earlier. It turned out to be a plane. He also knew Ibra well". I nodded towards the beautiful woman who was with Zen.

"This is Almira, Miss Maira. She's my future wife" Zen clasped my shoulder tightly.

I saw Maira smiling wryly. The look on his face changed somewhat when Zen called me his future wife.

Mr. Bhishma smiled and looked down to fix his neat shirt. I smiled.

"Welcome to town B, Miss Maira. Hope your business goes well"

Maira gave a small smile and tidied up her hair that was loosened on her shoulders. Beautiful, tall, white, and looks very elegant.

"Thank you" he said and looked directly at Zen, "We will meet again, Zen. Doesn't our company have long-term cooperation?"

Zen looked at me and nodded with dignity.

"Not me, miss Maira. But more precisely with my father's company. Later miss will meet more often with Mr. Bhishma and father. Oh yeah, thanks for the chat. We have permission to leave. Congratulations and good luck"

Zen cut off the conversation and took my hand to take a step outside the area of city B airport.

I nodded at Maira and walked up to Zen who did not let go of my hand.

Apparently, what Ibra said was very true. Many beautiful women entrepreneurs and children of entrepreneurs who compete to get the attention of young businessmen in Zen class who are classified as successful.

"Is there any place you want to go before we get to my house?" Zen made an offer after sitting in the car.

"I don't think there is. Today I have no schedule other than to pick you up"

Zen smiled sweetly.

"Al, how about we get married as soon as possible?"

I'm appalled. I saw Mr. Bisma was a thousand bases silent and the driver next to him did not give any reaction.

Zen laughed.

"They support my decision, Al. And you should know that your existence is very important to me" Zen was like knowing what I meant. I took a breath and looked at Zen happily.

"Whatever you think is good and approved by my father and parents, I'll just come along. There's no reason for me to refuse or delay your goodwill"

Zen smiled and stroked my head. Fuh, I really feel like I'm a big kid with Zen. His attitude is so mature and purposeful.

"Sir, later in the front stop for a while yaa.." pinta Zen on the driver sir.

"Yes, mas. Wouldn't you stop by at Fatmah's bakery, mas?"

"Hhhh, yes. Fortunately, father ibgatkan. Otherwise Khala Fatmah nagged for hours" Zen laughed.

"Darling, later if you have become my wife do not be fierce like khala Fatmah, yaa" pibta Zen who was greeted with a smile by Mr. Bisma and the driver.

I can only be embarrassed.

Zen is sometimes the point when it comes to talking. I just noticed every move Zen gerik went down and walked to his destination store to buy some of his necessities at home. In fact, she painstakingly bought her aunt's favorite cake.

I was more amazed at him. I feel an incomparable fortune to be the one who has significance to him. Surely I feel meaningful to a Zen Pratama. Then how are the beautiful women who are around Zen, and often interact directly with Zen.

"Hey, why am I looking at you like you're upset?" Zen looked at me while thrusting out a small brownie piece beautifully decorated like a flower.

"Mmm.nothing. Do I look upset?" I try to neutralize my feelings and my thoughts.

"The more you hide your thoughts the more you look at your anxiety" Zen said flatly.

I smiled faintly.

"What are you thinking?" Zen grabbed the cake I still hadn't opened from the wrapper. Zen painstakingly opened and gave it to me.

"Eat the cake first. I ordered a special for you. You know, I'm waiting for this to be formed in just 5 minutes" Zen was proud.

I'm still trying to forget the thoughts that make me nervous. Well, I have to pass this on to Zrn.

"Zen, I want to ask you a question but don't be mad?" finally door. Zen smiled sincerely.

"You can ask me anything or anything you want to know"

"How many beautiful women out there who are Maira-class or more than Maira approach you every day, Zen?. I don't think there's any value for you"

Zen looked towards me

"Almira, do you doubt my love and loyalty?"

"No. Not that, Zen. I just thought there must be a lot of beautiful women like Maira approaching you"

Zen looked at me with a smile and clasped my hand.

"Never compare yourself to the women out there, Al. You're special. That's why I'm asking you to get married so you don't think about the unimportant things between our relationships" Zen stroked my head.