AMONG THE 3A
CHAPTERS 130. BROWSE

When he set foot in the country famous for its Big Ben, it was already late.

Feeling not sleepy right, Amir went down to the ground floor to the coffee shop to order a cup of hot coffee just warm up before going to bed.

Wanting her eyes to see nothing tonight, her body was too tired to be forced to think again. Unfortunately the reality said otherwise, his net caught a doctor-like figure Rayyan in the distance talking to a woman.

"Rayyan's Doctor is here? did you visit Aiswa?"

A few times blinked his eyelids just to make sure that his conjecture was right.

"Eh, not like it," Amir sat down on one of the tables against the man, burying his slightly stiff neck resting on his arm at the table just before his order came.

The sound of waiter surprised him, did not want to linger there he returned to the top with hot coffee in the hand.

Next morning.

Amir out of the room was greeted by cold air from the hallway although the hotel completed the heating facilities but still felt on the skin of his face. Today he rented a car, one of the facilities that the hotel gave to explore several campuses.

"Bismillah .... Richmond, Brunel, Royal hollow will be my goal this time .. hopefully enough time, before four in the afternoon I should have returned to the hotel according to the direction of the receptionist earlier," Amir pulled the lever, and the, stepping on the slow gas pedal of the pigeout sedan that he climbed out of the basement towards the north following the map path listed on the dashboard.

Twenty minutes of travel time he had spent. Now he has reached the first location, Amir down and then to the secretariat hoping that a line of names bagged on this campus.

For so long he was in the room that staff said that no students were looking for him even though Amir included the stage name that Aiswa wore.

"Patience, there are still five more campuses around here," he said rubbing his palms to dispel the cold that came back when he came out of the building.

"Astaghfirullah, the cold .. baby, are you okay here?" his murmur was not strong enough to withstand the cold, then ran small towards his car.

Feeling her body jumping temperature, she turned on the heater when entering the rental vehicle, again blowing air from her mouth so that her hands are not too stiff when holding the steering wheel.

"Continue to the second and third locations...."

Nearly four hours of accumulation he spent visiting the other two places but the results were equally nil.

"Eat first yes, my stomach began to matter all look for the mosque around here .. also far from the Hotel, it did not feel almost forty kilometers around the three campuses," he pulled the car over to the side of the road side by side with the pedestrian lane according to the sign.

"Mosque, cafe, around here...." The fingers type a new route on the map that is still installed on the dashboard.

"Five hundred meters ahead and turn right, bismillah...." He pulled the brake lever of his hand and then slid towards the destination.

A strategic place for him to not need time to park around just foraging and praying dzuhur is too late. He forgot to adjust his hours to the prayer time in this country.

"Teledor kumat," he shakes his head when he is going to ablaze.

After the prayer, in silence his heart asked for the firmness and patience of the Maha Rahiim, pacified in taking action if Aiswa was not willing to stop him.

"Allah, only to you do I ask for help .. soften his heart, blow back the affection for his parents into the heart of my Aiswa yes Robb, aamiin." Still faithfully silent in his place until the sound of worms in his stomach disturbed the prayer urgency ahead of that afternoon.

Unable to bear the pain that began to disturb, Amir stepped out of the mosque whose appearance was not a mosque in general if in Indonesia.

Burger King's with a halal logo label on one of the cafe's glass walls is an option. Amir pushed the door and ordered a portion of the menu there and then brought the late lunch to the window-side table.

Being so hungry, he ignored her around until a voice rebuked her.

"Mas Amir? well, fate always brings us together apparently," Doctor Rayyan came to his desk, sitting in front of the man who was chewing something in his mouth.

What I saw last night was her true self.

"on your own? is there another event?" tanyanya.

"No, just looking for a loose love to come back to me... Doctor himself, is he on duty?" he gave a little affirmation in the first sentence.

"Yes, near here ... Royal Hollow, it's my third day, and I'm also visiting someone. I'm serious with him and have his Papa's permission, just waiting for him to graduate, pray Mas," Rayyan said as if she had been convinced that Aiswa would choose her. He also has a hidden purpose for his words.

"I mean Doctor? the woman I met in Malaysia the other day?" lure Amir after.

"True, pretty isn't it?"

"Perhaps, because I've never seen his face in person ... but has he received your proposal? do not be forced to marry, but the heart belongs to another."

"meaning? my lady has a choice?"

"I don't know, either, which obviously seems like we have the same problem, having to ask the woman we love if we're willing to spend the rest of the age together" he added.

Come on ask me, I know you're curious not when you saw me at the Airport and then, Doctor I know you accompanied Aiswa back here.

"Let's eat Doctor, after this I want to continue to the next place .. maybe tomorrow I will choose a location further first...."

"Where?"

"Art of London and Central Saint .. looking for inspiration or beginner designer that I can invite collabs, to launch the latest series considering the last Expo week all designers from London potential partners, I guess," Amir grabbed his drinking glass, gulping down the remaining liquid to push the food through his throat.

"Saint .. fits like it's because there's also Aey's place...."

Yes, ringgo. Be met.

"Where are you, Doc?" Amir pretended not to hear Rayyan mention the campus Aiswa.

"Aert, Royal College and Kingston are also the winners of designers with amazing talent .. I ordered food first yes, it's still a long time right Mas?" he felt a sense of speechlessness.

Is he looking for Aeyza? what's the real connection?

"I should have been back before four in the afternoon, there was still fifteen minutes and I think the time will exceed the limit of the agreed schedule to arrive there, I'm in a hurry and can't accompany you .. If my business is done, I'm calling you because it looks like you know this city better than I do, how?"

"I'm here until tomorrow night, please, with pleasure Mas, I'll wait...."

The two then shook hands, then Amir out of the cafe to his car again. And before long he left the place with Rayyan's gaze still following him.

"Saint Martin, well Doctor, thank you very much for the hint," the handsome face was sumringah, the search tomorrow morning would go straight to the pin point he had prepared.

"Aiswa Fajri, give me a chance to talk later yes," he tucked away a prayer.

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