ATIQA
PROLOGUES

Atiqahs

Sometimes it is for happiness that you really have to feel hurt, pain and disappointment. Like Atiqah. Its name is just one word ATIQAH. The name means "Beautiful Woman".

It was a pretty face but it was her love journey, her life. Will it be pretty too?

Girl born in 2000 with a height of 165cm, weight 50kg, skinned yellow. The eldest daughter of Mr. Bondan, a textile factory employee and Ms. Asri who opened a rice stall in the market, not far from Atiqah school.

Atiqah 1st grade High School students are sweet and cheerful. Has a younger brother who is 7 years younger, his name is Robi. Like any teenager, Atiqah has a first love. His name is Fajar Adhiwilaga, a man 5 years older than him who has made Atiqah can not go to another heart.

It is said that many stories, first love will never succeed or clap one hand.

"Mas Dawn..." Atiqah ran towards the travel car that had just arrived in front of the house of Dawn. Dawn disappeared for one year after the man went to college in the city of Bandung Flower.

"Atiqah" said Fajar turned his body when he was about to open the gate of the house.

Atiqah's steps stopped. Beside Dawn there was a beautiful, mature and sexy woman clutching the arms of Dawn.

"Diem's cigarette? sinih.." waved his hand for Atiqah to approach. Atiqah walked slowly while continuing to look at the woman.

Pretty.certainly it's the boyfriend of Dawn. I became insecure.inner Atiqah.

"Mas Dawn of Bandung?" Dawn nodded with a sweet smile as she always did. The dimples on her cheeks made her look very sweet.

A moment of Dawn's charm was blown out of Atiqah's mind because of the woman's cynical gaze. The woman further tightened her body to Dawn's arm. Indirectly saying that the Dawn is his.

"I'm sorry, but there's no news. Again busy busy college" rubbed the head of Atiqah. Atiqah has always been comfortable with the treatment of Dawn.

"What busy college busy dating" murmured Atiqah.

"Huh? What's?" Dawn was not too clear to hear the murmur of Atiqah standing in front of him.

"Huh? not really. Yaudah, I'm going home first. Welcome back. Also.hopefully lasting continue yes mas. Yea..." Atiqah turned around and immediately ran to her house. The distance of the house is only a few meters, interrupted by 5 houses. The house of Atiqah faces west, while the house of Dawn faces east.

Goddamnit!! neighbor but friendly already extinct, my first love ran aground before docking. Hix...

Atiqah hit a teddy bear that Fajar gave her on her birthday 3 years ago.

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Ardi Danurdara's

High School Student 2nd grade, Atiqah class sister. The second son of a conglomerate family. His father owned several companies, including a textile factory where Atiqah's father worked. Her mother owns a beauty salon, which is quite famous in Jakarta.

Ardi is the Chairman of Osis who loved many students. From the upperclassmen, the sekatan, also the underclassmen. Except Atiqah.

Although his face is handsome and friendly, does not make Atiqah idolize or crazy with the figure of Ardi the chairman of Osis. For Atiqah, Ardi is just a annoying upperclassman and playboy.

"Atiqa..." Ardi ran over to Atiqah who was walking out of school with her best friend Lala. Ardi pulled Atiqah's shoulder to turn towards her.

"What??" atiqah asked, while holding Ardi's hand on his shoulder.

"Back with yuk?!" embrace the shoulder of Atiqah. Lifting the key to the motorbike into the air, shake the key right in front of Atiqah's face.

"What the hell. Move aside! I'm not interested in riding your big bike. Thanksmeme it! come on La?!" brushed off Ardi's hand on his left shoulder and pulled Lala's hand away from Ardi. Ardi was smiling.

Two of his friends came, embracing Ardi. "Refused again?" Ardi nodded then went to the parking lot with his two friends earlier.

"Oh my goodness Atiq, brother Ardi is sure you go home together to be rejected anyway. Loss of tau" said Lala who still follows Atiqah walking across the road.

"You want? yaudah gih sanah hotel. Mending also took the angkot. Sir.pak.." waved his hand at the green angkot from a distance.

Ardi who was rejected Atiqah did not feel disappointed or sad, his soul was challenged to conquer Atiqah. The class sister who thinks is very sweet and jutek, different from the others. Atiqah who does not like it actually makes Ardi more curious.

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Dawn Adhiwilaga

A student at the famous campus in the city of flowers, Bandung. The tall stature of 180cm and ripe sapodilla-skinned it has a whisker and a thin beard. The man who can make it becomes the first love for Atiqah.

From their childhood, they always played together. The close house makes them more familiar to visit each other. For Atiqah parents, Dawn is like their own family, as well as Atiqah. Fajr's parents who are teachers really like Atiqah, because of the Dawn of the only son they have.

"Fajar, you've graduated from High School for two years. You promised me college. Work in the cafe at the stop?! I want to see my only child also become a teacher" said Ibu Siti at the dinner table, when they will have breakfast.

"Yes, I agree with you too. You should be a teacher like us. Yes, although the salary is not too big, you can open tutoring at home or you go to the student house. Like you now" Mr. Aji chimed in. He received a plate of fried rice from his wife.

"Yes.yes sir, buk. This Dawn wants a list of lectures. But Fajar wants to be in Bandung. Can you?" tanya Fajar looked at her parents in turn. He wants to be independent. From birth to the present day, Fajar has never felt out of the house. He also wants to find his identity, seek experience and make friends with anyone.

"Where's sir?" ask Siti. To be honest he was hard to grant Fajar's request to study in Bandung. Certainly because of his longing. This time, they will be far apart.

"So you agree, how is your mother?" mr. Aji knew his wife was hard to let go of her son to pursue science outside the city.

"Why not in Jakarta? there are many good universities. I can make you every day. If in Bandung how will you eat? I thought" his face pias, not wanting to part with his only son.

"The dawn is grown. About eating a lot of stalls, just buy. Let Fajar be independent buk" Fajar's answer is true. Bu Siti finally nodded approvingly, although her heart was still unwilling.

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Author :

For the first chapter the introduction of each character first yes. Hopefully their story will be accepted as well as a lesson for all of us.

Here the background is still in the city of Jakarta but I made the conversation using the word "me you" not "elo me". Let's touch more about it 😋😄

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