AZZAMS
(Not) Dating

Azzam parked his vehicle in front of the Soraya residence. As promised, today he will go for a walk with the girl. Long enough not to meet, there is no harm if they spend time when there is an opportunity. Soraya is a lot of fun and has been her best friend all along.

Azzam's arrival was welcomed by Fadli, Soraya's father. The man allowed Azzam to wait inside, as his son was still getting ready. Fadli and Azzam sat in the living room. This man had known Azzam for a long time, let alone his family. The young man before him was always polite and courteous when meeting him.

“How are you, Zam?”

“Alhamdulillah well, om.”

“Belcome in dorm?”

“Betah not at home should still be at home, om.”

“Hahaha. yeah. Being a soldier is not easy. It takes a strong determination and a strong will. The training is also not messing around, draining energy and mentally as well.”

“Iya, um. Bener-ener must be mentally prepared.”

“Now in Magelang have you returned to Sleman?”

“Still in Magelang, um. Maybe two more months just back to Sleman.”

“What are you planning to major in?”

“Defense Aeronautical Engineering, om.”

“Hopefully smooth yes.”

“Aamiin.”

“Eh keep chatting so forget, want to drink what?”

“Ngga bother, om.”

“Soraya where, yes. Daughter if grooming exactly like her mother, lama.”

“Personal experience yes, om.”

“Hahaha.so.”.

Five minutes later, Soraya showed up. The girl was already neatly wearing after a young ash-colored tunic, with a veil of pattern. The sling bag was already slung on his shoulder. He immediately approached his papa, then kissed the back of his hand. Azzam stood up, and did the same. After that, the two immediately got into the car.

“Where are we going?” ask Azzam.

“Ke Lembang aja yuk. There are new tourist attractions. Surely you don't know.”

“Ok deh.”

After wearing his seat belt, Azzam started running his vehicle. The man immediately took a direction to the plumbing to head towards Lembang. He did not visit Lembang for long. Every visit there, Azzam never absent to buy a burn sticky rice. And when he comes home, he will buy pure milk and yogurt.

This time they will visit the Dutch house. Home Netherlands is one of the tourist attractions in the area Maribaya – Lembang. As the name implies, this tourist spot carries the theme of the land of windmills. Here we can see a replica of the Dutch country that is very similar to the original.

After paying for the entrance ticket, Azzam and Soraya immediately went inside. In addition to typical Dutch buildings, here there is also a miniature angina mill, typical of the country. There is also a house in the form of klompen, unique sandals made in the Netherlands. In addition, there are costume rentals. Soraya invites Azzam to rent a costume. He wants his appearance if he is wearing Dutch noni clothes.

Soraya chose to wear the most popular traditional clothing, klederdracht name.the color of his clothes is predominantly black, with a white pointed hat named njekither plus wooden shoes or klompen. For Soraya's sake, Azzam was also willing to wear a typical company costume. He was wearing black leather pants, with a red shirt, plus a tall hunchback. At a glance, they are like a model of the wrong product from the Netherlands.

After changing their clothes, they went for a walk. Sometimes they stop to take pictures. More Azzam took pictures of Soraya, while he was very lazy to take pictures. Looking at Soraya who was smiling happily, there was a certain satisfaction in Azzam's heart. At least he can make his best friend happy.

After taking a walk and taking pictures, they returned to the costume rental place. Azzam only wore it for half an hour. After that they immediately went to the cafe to enjoy the typical food of the windmill country. Soraya opened the menu book, looking for food that felt right on her tongue.

“What's kroketten, yes?” ask Soraya.

“You don't know. It's a potato croquette whose content is rogut vegetables.”

“Oh it.. yes, yes. from its name it is already similar. I want some croquettes. What do you want, Zam?”

“Macaroni schotel same patatje oorlog.”

“What is patatje? It's hard.”

“Patatje oorlog or Indonesian, war fries.”

“Hahaha.

Soraya waved her hand, a servant came and recorded their order. Both were compactly ordered macaroni schotel, plus patatje oorlog and croquettes. To drink it, they order fruit juice only. After recording the order, the waiter immediately left the table.

“How to Zam, training in Magelang?”

“Yes that's it. Cape and mentally drain.”

“I read there is a very interesting exercise, which was told to creep continuously diemakin. I forgot his name.”

“Dopper.”

“Well yes, dopper. You've been practicing that?”

“My coat is with you, Zam.”

“Regular ajalah. There is not only me, and they can also kok.”

“I mean, you've been used to living well. At home, there are also people who help maintain the house. Eating is always good too. Well as long as you're a cadet your life is one hundred and eighty degrees upside down. That's why I salute you. Rarely there are men who are used to living well, want to be galvanized into the army.”

What Soraya said was true. In the beginning, Azzam was actually quite difficult to adapt. For example, from the food that must be consumed. His tongue is used to eating good food, now must get used to eating perfunctory. Not to mention the physical exercise that drains the energy, doing everything alone, such as washing and ironing. But that all makes him a more independent person.

“How are you?”

“Yes that's it. There is nothing interesting to learn. My life is flat. Most if the challenge, we are told to make the media to help learn in class. Or create learning content that is not monotonous for children. That's all.”

“But not everyone has talent like you, teach.”

The waiter came to deliver their order. Cheese smell their sense of smell from macaroni schotel which is still warm. They both quickly enjoyed the meal. Back to Bandung, make Azzam can again enjoy food that has rarely met when training. Except during the cruise, only they can taste the food outside the dorm.

“Exit from here, where are you going?” ask Azzam.

“I want to want to find goods to make props.”

“Udah know what to do?”

“Know. I want to make props for English. Most elementary school students find it difficult to learn English. I want to make props let on quickly ngerti.”

“Good, tuh. Do you know what to do?”

“Udah.”

“Ya already, I'll drop off.”

Soraya nodded her head. Getting support from Azzam certainly made him happy. Being old friends with the young man, of course Soraya understood how his character was. Azzam doesn't like aggressive women. He prefers women who are smart and good at taking care of themselves. Soraya never overstated Azzam. It was evident up until now that the young man was comfortable making friends with him.

The two continued their meal. Azzam waited for Soraya to finish her meal. His food has gone into his stomach.

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After buying pure milk and yogurt, Azzam and Soraya returned to the city of Bandung. They're heading straight for the mall. As promised, Azzam will accompany Soraya in search of materials to make props. They went into a store that sold stationery and books.

After traveling around for quite a while, the girl finally got the items she needed. The two then went to the mosque to perform dzuhur prayer. After that, they headed to the gaming venue. Location of the game opposite the cinema. Azzam saw a Transformer movie poster displayed near the entrance of the cinema. He was interested in watching it.

“You must want to watch transformers, yes?” terka Soraya's.

“Iya. Turns out his latest sequel is out.”

“Come if you want to watch.”

“Sebentar.”

Azzam reached into his pants pocket to pick up the phone. Then he called Arsy. The young man wanted to take his brother to watch together. It feels uncomfortable to watch alone with Soraya, even in the studio of many people. Fortunately Arsy had no other activities and immediately agreed to it. He will head straight to the mall where Azzam and Soraya are.

“Where?” ask Soraya.

“Come. We buy the tickets first.”

While waiting for Arsy, Azzam bought a tiker first. Many visitors have bought tickets to this movie. Thankfully, there are three seats at the top. After buying the tickets, the two headed for the gaming venue. Time is still half an hour away.

Twenty minutes later Arsy arrived. As soon as the brother arrived, Azzam and Soraya headed straight for the cinema, as the studio door was also open. There were already a lot of spectators entering when they entered it. Arsy, who knew that Soraya liked her sister, asked Azzam to sit in the middle.

Fifteen minutes passed, both Azzam and Soraya were already immersed in the excitement of the storyline of the film they were watching. But Arsy was sleepy. Before Azzam called him, he had just taken a cold medicine. And now he began to feel the effects of his sleepiness. His head drooped several times as the girl began to fall asleep.

“Kakak sleepy?” ask Azzam.

“Iya. Earlier before leaving, my sister took flu medicine.”

“Supposed sister said, don't maxain.”

“Ngga. When else can watch with you.”

“You're home?”

“Do not. You just watched it. Brother wants to sleep.”

“Yes already, sister just slept. I'll wake up when I'm done.”

Arsy nodded his head. His eyes grew heavier, and could no longer be held back. Azzam pulled the head of the older brother, then spread it over his shoulder. Arsy changed his sitting position to be more comfortable. His hands hugged Azzam's arms. And soon, he fell asleep.

What Azzam did, was caught by Soraya. Behind his cold and talkative attitude, Azzam was a loving figure. It looks like how he treats his brother. Had she and Azzam been a match, she might have been the happiest woman in the world.

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How does Azzam feel with Soraya?