Ada Cinta Abang Courier

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He's not Zahra


"Zahra? , that's Zahra right? " ask Dimas in a soft voice. Steven in the back pushed Dimas' wheelchair back and stopped the wheelchair, asking.


"Zahra's? " where? " ask Steven.


"Zahrai". Dimas pointed to the beautiful woman standing in front of the church, as if she had just walked out of the church and was calling someone.


" at first glance it looks like Zahra, but where could Zahra be here. After all Zahra is a Muslim woman, and she is also hijab. she is not?


while the woman was exactly the opposite of "calling Steven made his cousin realize that Zahra is a religious woman. Although Steven does not know Zahra well but he knows from the story of Dimas, that Zahra is a religious woman.


Recalling Zahra's personality, a moment later Dimas's face was gloomy, he also realized there was no way his soul mate existed in England. Zahra is the woman who covers her aura. He's hijab-briated. How could Dimas match his wife with another woman and even the woman was not hijab.


although his thoughts were against that the woman in the white dress in front of the church was not Zahra, but his heart said something else. Dimas' eyes would not stop staring at the white woman's face.of course, it was similar, Zahra is also a white woman. Even Zahra also faces to Europe.


While Steven's gaze did not stop looking around downtown manchester.


The tall building towering, unusual and not the same as the building he usually met in Indonesia. Amazed, that was how Steven felt.


While Dimas, just silent, as if the incredible scenery of the city of Manchester at all amazed him. Dimas turned around to look at his cousin. Seeing Steven was busy photographing to and fro just to capture the moment of its existence in the dream city of Manchester. Dimas' wheelchair used hand-sensor gestures that made it easier for him to move the wheelchair without Steven's help.


Dimas approached his wheelchair to a woman in a white dress with a European woman-style hat on her head. Their distance is approximately three meters. Dimas looked at the woman without blinking. In his heart he kept wondering, Why is it so similar?


Feeling noticed by someone, the woman turned off her phone connection . He looked towards Dimas. The woman felt that maybe the man in the wheelchair needed her help.


"hello, can I help you? " said the woman.His hands waved in front of Dimas's face, because from earlier Dimas did not stop staring at the woman even barely blinking.


Steven who realized Dimas was not there beside him immediately looked for Dimas, he saw Dimas far away from him and was watching a woman. Steven approached them.


having no answer, the woman repeated her words again. "can I help you? "


The approaching Steven immediately replied, "oh no, thank you miss" Steven smiled.


Steven immediately took Dimas' wheelchair away from the woman.


"jeez Dimas, what's wrong with you? " ask Steven with an annoyed face. "we are here to make you forget Zahra, how come there are even people who are actually similar to Zahra. when to move on her?. Hadeh" grumbled Steven while hitting his own eel.


Steven no longer cared about his cousin, he pushed the wheelchair further away from the girl. While the girl just stared intensely at the man in the wheelchair.whether the feeling of what he was feeling.either the pity because the man was using a wheelchair, or another feeling. obviously, the woman did not want to let go of her eyes either.


"queen" someone patted the woman's back shoulder. The girl was surprised and looked back.


"sister?, make me surprised" said Queen while pursing her lips. But his gaze returned to direct to the two men who had earlier said hello to him.


"look who? " said the tall man beside the queen.


" it was there a person like him from Indonesia, pity my brother, it seems that the person is not very excited.pity, maybe because he uses a wheelchair to make his life not passionate" queen said as she looked at the two men.


Erick looked at the two men.he felt like he was very familiar with the shape of the man's body pushing the man sitting in the wheelchair, but he again brushed off the feeling. indeed from behind like Steven, but where possible.anything many young English who have posture like posture Steven has.


"let's go, let's go home" said Erick, teaching his brother to get in the car.


while Dimas, still not believing what he saw, he was very sure if the woman was his missing wife's zahra.


In the car Dimas just kept quiet and said nothing.his gaze was fixed out the window.trying to find answers with various questions in his heart.


"the mole? it's the same as the mole on Zahra. it's the same sound that Zahra has" Dimas murmured as he looked out at the city of Manchester.


Steven heard the murmur spoken by his best friend and cousin, although it sounded slow, but Steven could still hear it.


"why do you still think it's Zahra? "


Dimas turned his head towards Steven who was beside him. "the voice belonged to Zahra, the mole on his wrist was also the same.I can't be wrong" Dimas said, staring at Steven intently. it was as if he was seeking justification with his words.


Steven still can not justify what his brother said because he himself never knew and talked to Zahra. let alone about moles, he did not know at all. Steven could only gently pat Dimas on the shoulder without saying anything. Hoping that Dimas could recapitulate everything that had happened.


"do you not believe me? " ask Dimas in a soft voice.


"sorry bro, don't I not believe you, but I don't know much about your wife.It's possible that she has many similarities to your wife, but are you sure that she is indeed your wife? that means your wife Zahra converted, because what I saw was like she was one of the church members" Steven said, trying to resuscitate Dimas.


hearing Steven's words, Dimas's heart pinched.his shoulders decayed, his face was gloomy. he could not say anything else.His eyes were glassy.so soon he turned his face out of the window. and immediately he wiped his tears that overflowed from the corner of his eyes. A very longing. Instantly the light of the spirit of life again dimmed when Steven realized his if the woman was not his wife Zahra.