ZAHRA AKBAR'S

Zahra~Accbar

Arriving at Samuel's house, Clara was most excited to knock on the door. He seemed impatient to meet his best friend who had not met in a few days. Moreover, the message he sent was not replied to.

"Samoeeeellll. . .!" clara exclaimed as her best friend emerged from behind the door. Clara's hands pinched Samuel's cheeks with anxiety. "Gue misses the same with Sam. Why did I send a message not to be baled?" He shook Samuel's cheek right and left.

"Jeez Clara! this cheek is not a bakpao. Sick tau." Samuel grumbled while rubbing his cheeks that felt hot because of Clara's actions.

Anin just shook her head in wonder at Clara's behavior. And so is Fachri. There was a strange feeling that surfaced into his heart when he saw Clara so familiar with other men. Even if he knows their relationship is just a friend.

"Yes to Ra. My message was that I was bales." Samuel responded to Clara's question about the unrequited message.

" That was Sam. Which is not."

Samuel did not deny Clara's words, but her voice was heard.

"Who's Sam coming?" my mother shouted from inside.

"Roro Jonggrang ma" replied Samuel. The mama who heard his son's reply frowned in surprise.

"Crazy for Sam. Pake a real Javanese accent again say it." Clara grumbling.

"Bodo is very." Samuel went in again without telling anyone outside to come in.

Eliana approached her son's guest and let him in.

"Polite dong Sam with guests. Cook not asked to come in." Mama Eliana's voice was soft. Samuel himself sat in the room.

"And my mom told me to come in. It doesn't matter to the guests either."

Eliana just sighed softly. Clara and the others are welcome to sit down.

"Wah Nin, give Sam a black light. Don't give me the green light." Chirps Clara.

"Don't dong, I'm kidding. Sorry Anin." Samuel said as sweetly as he could.

Anin did not dare to comment because there was Samuel's mother. He just fell embarrassed.

"So, this is who's Sam's future mother-in-law?"

Samuel approached his mother who was sitting across the street.

"Mama's future ghost that's tuch." Samuel pointed towards Anin who was bowed shyly.

"Pinter you choose girls too."

"Too next to him is a duplicate lioness Ma. So wild of him. But it's tame with the brother next to it."

Clara just glared annoyed. There's no way they're fighting when there's an old man. Eliana herself watched Fachri who had no voice from earlier.

Gaining a look from Eliana, Fachri nodded with a smile.

"Sorry aunt if we're visiting at the wrong time." Fachri said politely.

"It's okay. Aunty seneng really, if there is a friend of Samuel who wants to visit. Home is rame." Eliana commented her friendly smile. Then pamit kedapur.

The thunder from earlier was struggling with his laptop, feeling familiar with the voice he heard. The distance between them is not very far. Thunder was in the family room next to the living room.

Slowly he stepped into the guest room. Fachri who saw the figure he knew was rather surprised. But, Thunder greeted him first.

"Mas Fachri. . .!"

"Thunder"

They also held warm hugs. Samuel and the others were no less astonished, knowing they knew each other.

"This is how you know each other?" asked Samuel astonished.

"We are working on a project within Haidar Group. From there we know each other."

Samuel chuckled in shock. Does Thunder not yet know who Fachri really is? Why did Guntur never tell you that he had a project at Haidar Group? The company belongs to the Clara family.

"Oh, Ra, do you remember who he is?" samuel asked, pointing at Thunder.

Clara just shook her head, not remembering who the foreign man Samuel had appointed. Understand that the first time we met was at night. Clara was indifferent to men who she thought were strangers.

"He's Thunder, which you lose in racing." Samuel reminded.

Clara was silent for a moment considering the events that had long since passed. "Oh yeah, remember me." Clara said later.

Thunder could only look at Clara with a slightly forced smile. There was a pain that pierced his heart. There was a feeling of its own that Thunder had stored up for Clara. Unexpressed feelings of love.

Samuel who could understand the feelings of his older cousin immediately invited Clara and Anin kegazebo in the back yard.

"I don't think it turns out you're Mr. Steven's son-in-law and Clara's husband." Thunder opened the conversation.

"How do you know Clara yourself?"

"It was just a coincidence that we met at a racing venue and that was a wild racecourse. Clara is a unique girl. It's lucky you got to hang out with him. Clara is lucky to have a husband like you. You're a matching couple." Thunder Sayings.

When Thunder spoke of Clara, for some reason Fachri seemed to notice a pent-up feeling. There was something implied from the look on his face and the tone of Thunder's speech. Moreover, the two met before he came as a Clara driver.

"You know Thunder, there is no coincidence in this world. Because coincidence is destiny in disguise. Maybe there's something behind your meeting with Clara. Who knows."

Thunder's countenance instantly changed, how could Fachri speak like that. It was as if he knew what was stored in his mind.

"One day you will surely get your love Thunder. There will come a wonderful time for your love." Said Fachri again because Thunder seemed silent.

Thin smile on the lips of Thunder. "My love has found its good times. He was already happy with his love destiny."

"Rest assured, there will be a more beautiful love someday." Fachri patted Thunder's shoulders encouragingly.

Then came the maid to serve drinks and snacks.

Thunder and Fachri stared at the back garden. The barrier wall is made of transparent glass so it looks clear the view in the garden. There, Anin, Samuel and Clara are happily chatting.

They both continued the conversation. They exchange opinions about the world they live in. Tell each other about themselves.

While three teenagers who digazebo frenzy themselves.

"Yesterday I was in shock you know Ra, when he knew from Anin that you had broken up before marriage with Fachri." Samuel sat down and peeled the beans that his servant had prepared.

"Gue's been betrothed to Fachri." Answer Clara indifferently. Samuel didn't ask too many questions. Because he himself does not know for sure why Fachri married her and he has not asked that.

Anin who was sitting next to Clara was busy playing games on her phone. He only listened to the conversations of his two friends.

"But you don't love Fachri?"

That question made Clara rather surprised. He himself has not confirmed his feelings with Fachri.

"Love. He's my husband now." Answer Clara.

"The unconvincing answer." Samuel could read Clara's tone of speech which slipped doubt

"The relationship between Elo and Aldi aja nih ya Ra, if for rice farmers, it is not time to harvest. It takes them about 4 months to harvest. Elo ma Aldi has broken up. It's only been 3 months, your relationship is going on." Continue Samuel

"Lo was going to take business or agriculture college Sam anyway. Pake bandingin my relationship with Aldi with farmers."

"Samuel wants to be a farmer maybe Ra. The paddies use buffaloes, so they can take mud baths together." Finally Anin opened her voice as well.

"Ngaco and Nin!"

"Eh Sam, shoot Anin now dong! I want to see." Clara's proposal diverts the conversation. So that he is not cornered with questions about his love and Fachri.

"OKs. I shot him again. You're gonna witness Ra."

Samuel also picked roses from a pot beside the gazebo. Then kneel in front of Anin.

A gift for the heart flowers

Being a dream of longing

Accept the offering from the beetle

For a moment Anin began to be touched by the word Samuel.

But as Samuel continued his words, Anin instead wanted to punch the young man in front of him in shoes.

Anindita Rahma

My love for you is as deep as the mariana trench

The south sandwich trough

Romantic like a trough romanche

Mysterious as a bermuda triangle

"Sam, stop no lo!" threaten Anin's.

Clara couldn't hold back her laughter anymore. One of his hands smothered his own mouth so that his laughter would not break.

"Not finished Anin. Let me continue with the poem."

"No need"

"Dengerin' a minute Nin."

"Lo want Sam's fish shoes?" ask Anin who is full of emphasis.

"What the hell is a word?"

"Nich fish shoes." Anin took off her shoes to throw at Samuel. "Rasain the fish of the shoe." Anin actually threw her shoes at Samuel. But Samuel caught up. Then he ran away, when Anin was about to take off his next shoe.

Anin chased Samuel who ran with his shoes.

"Anin shakes up the next." Samuel said as he ran around the gazebo. Anin chasing behind.

My love for you is also as vast as the Milky Way galaxy

As big as planet jupiter

Sunburnt hot sun

Samuel continues his silly poem while chasing Anin. Even Anin had time to pick up the beans and throw at Samuel.

"Basic Samuel is crazy!" With a breath he stopped chasing. He threw his body down on the gazebo floor.

Samuel also lay beside Anin.

"Arencused by this?" ask Samuel.

"Yes accepted"

"Ra lo witness yes. Anin is officially my girlfriend." Samuel Sumringah. Finally Anin gave an answer. There should be a cat and mouse drama.

"Yes Sam Sam." Clara answered, which still leaves laughter.

"But Sam, love you don't hesitate the hot sun, I can scorch ntar." Said Anin in his unordered breath.

"Yes, it's as cold as snow on the south pole." Samuel turned to the girl who had just officially become his girlfriend.

"It can freeze me Sam."

"What does he want?"

"It's as warm as Fachri's brother's gaze." Anin closed her eyes while hugging her own body.

"Woy. . .! Fachri's got me." Shouting Clara.

"Gue's just hallucinating Clara. Not really." Sangkal Anin's.

"Kayak porridge dong!"

"Why did he knock on the porridge?" Anin rose from her position. Sit back on the gazebo.

Same with Samuel. They sit next to each other.

"Well, hallucinogenic. Whose job is trying? The porridgeist

whose work is refined."

"Yes, please Miss Clara is the porridgeer." Anin grabbed the glass, gulping down its contents by half.

"Down dong pamor Daddy as a property entrepreneur!"

"Haha. . . Figured broke ya bokap lo."

Samuel took some tissue to wipe Anin's sweat.

Again it became a joke Clara. "Sweet really! Just got that attention."

"Syirik aja lo!" Anin pretended to glare at Clara. Then he also took a tissue to wipe Samuel's sweat.

After that Anin pampit ketoilet. Samuel also pointed out the direction of the toilet in the kitchen.

"Can I ask you something not the same?" Clara seemed to be speaking seriously. Makes Samuel fret. What Clara wanted from him.

"By what?"

Clara sighed softly, adjusting her breath before speaking. "Gue just asked not to keep my distance. Just because I'm married now. My best friend is just like Anin."

"So. . ." Samuel wanted Clara to continue.

"Yes as usual Sam. We're chattering. Joking around with silly guesses. That's what's got me Sam's spirit."

Samuel also put on a serious face in response to Clara. "Lo has Ra's husband. I'm afraid Fachri is offended. Lo as a wife should be able to keep distance from other men. Do not confuse the situation before marriage. Your status is now as a wife. You must know Ra."

Clara's face turned sad, a little he understood her status now. But he felt comfortable exchanging messages with someone he thought was Samuel. It was hard for him to change that habit.

Clara also gave a long sigh. I try to understand Samuel's words. Although he often talks silly, but there is still an adult side of his best friend.

"OKs. I will not ask you to reply to a message. But I asked you not to delete my number. If at any time I need you. Let me call you again!"

"Yes can Ra. I have a best friend."

After that, Clara said goodbye. Anin also returned from the toilet.

Fachri also said goodbye to Thunder and also Eliana, Mama Samuel.

Fachri and Clara drive Anin home first.

After finishing cleaning himself, Clara lay on her stomach in her bed while packing her laptop in front of her.

Fachri who just finished bathing also approached Clara.

"Again studying the Fa?" he sat next to his wife.

Clara smiled, "No Fachri." Then Clara showed the flat screen in front of her husband.

Fachri takes over Clara's laptop. He also seems to be typing something.

Clara was shocked when she wrote "Zahra Akbar" in the photo she edited.

"Kok Zahra Akbar?" ask Clara wonder. He changed his position to sit.

Fachri commented on her heart-shattering smile. "And that's both of us's last names. Shafa Fikriyatuz Zahra and . . ."

Not until he finished his sentence, it had been cut by Clara.

"And Fachri Maulana Akbar"

They throw smiles at each other.

Somehow Fachri was moved to write the name "Zahra Akbar" photographed them.

That said, "A coincidence is destiny in disguise."

Who was upset because his love was not delivered.