Bestfriend ‘Til Jannah
First Proposal
Zeeana Shaquila Mahesa is a beautiful 28-year-old woman who works as a pediatric dentist in a large clinic. This day should be the same as the usual day, which is filled with busyness. However, because her sister got married in Bali, she inevitably had to take time off and change jobs to be her mother's assistant who looked the busiest among the rest of the family.
Zeeana looked up and fanned her eyes with her hands. In fact, he was very happy because he managed to hold back tears when reading kabul ijab, but now, when the reception was being held, his tears even escaped.
Zeeana's beautiful eyes panned straight ahead towards Freya who looked so beautiful in her wedding dress. Zeeana is happy for Freya because in the end, her beloved brother managed to meet and marry her lover, Ricky.
A hand with a tissue suddenly stretched out toward him. Then Zeeana stopped crying and looked to the side. Apparently, that figure is Muhammad Azriel Kareem. The man, who is four months younger than Zeeana, has been her best friend since she first entered elementary school.
“Nangis aja, ntar I close if mascara lo fade.”
Zeeana hated hearing the tone used by the man. The reason is because it makes Zeeana increasingly weakened and unable to hold back her tears. As a result, the woman was crying on the chair until her shoulders shook.
Azriel smiled faintly at Zeeana who was crying like a child. His hand began to move forward to approach Zeeana's shoulder and intended to give her a slow pat. But remembering something, Azriel quickly pulled her hand away from the woman.
“How am I doing, El? Safe, no?”
After finishing her tears, Zeeana looked back at Azriel with teary eyes and lips that advanced a few centimeters.
“Beauty, kok.”
Azriel's praise managed to make Zeeana grimace as well as giggle amused. The man is famous for his death. However, lately Zeeana feels that there is something foreign in Azriel. The man kept a little distance from him, never stayed in prayer, teaching, and sometimes did not want to look at him. For example, as now, Azriel suddenly took a stand and lowered her gaze so as not to look at Zeeana.
“Lo why, anyway?”
Zeeana was so curious she didn't realize her hand was moving on its own to touch Azriel's arm.
“Zee, don't touch me.”
Zeeana rounded her eyes in shock as Azriel pulled her hand away. If only the two had not known each other for long, Zeeana would probably have been offended by the man's behavior.
Worse yet, after making Zeeana feel astonished by her behavior, Azriel pulled the chair she was sitting in to get a little away from the woman.
“El, I swear you're so passionate, yes! Why, anyway?”
Zeeana puts up a position so that her eyes can collide directly with Azriel's, but the man closes his eyes tightly as if he had seen the apparition.
Zeeana pursed her lips when she saw Azriel's infuriating behavior. Unable to bear it any longer, the woman stood up from her seat and sauntered away leaving Azriel who began to open her eyes and hurried to follow Zeeana.
“Zee!”
Zeeana clenched her ears and continued to move away from the reception. His high-heeled shoes he released carelessly to facilitate his step on the white sand on the beach.
“Bang! Bang out! Syafid Bang! Follow me bentaran!”
Muhammad Syafid Alfathir was the elder brother of Zeeana who was chatting with one of his acquaintances. However, Azriel suddenly comes and pulls him to follow Zeeana's departure.
“Zee..”
Zeeana turned to the side and found Azriel and Syafid panting after her.
“If you think I'm craving means you don't know me at all, El.”
Not knowing? Ck, if the atmosphere was fine, Azriel would definitely laugh at the woman's lies. Mana can Zeeana say she did not sulk when at the same time her eyebrows were tied and her lips pursed.
“Gue again trying to be a good Muslim, Zee.”
“HAH?!” Zeeana and Syafid are sound compact.
Azriel nodded her head slowly to allow the brothers' hearing.
“Neither soften the voice, only say good words, keep your eyes on, and do not khalwat.”
When Azriel said the word no khalwat, the man took the time to raise the hand of Syafid which he still held tightly. Not khalwat means being alone with a woman, unless there is a mahram accompanying the woman.
“Lo freak! Realize not, anyway?!”
Zeeana's angry shout from a distance made Azriel unable to hold her smile.
“Changed into a better figure is not strange its name, Zee.”
Zeeana clucked and ruffled her waist in a position facing Azriel who quickly lowered her gaze back.
“Then that means you are ready to lose me dong? Friends as a child? I don't hate to see you change for the better, but this lo change, can ruin our relationship.”
“Ngak will.”
“Not going what?!” Zeeana's getting carried away with emotions.
“No will if you are willing to marry me.”
Zeeana was shocked. This time, Azriel let her eyes collide with the woman's bead.
“So my wife, Zee. After that I'm sure our friendship will be maintained forever.”
Azriel stared at the ungodly Zeeana in her place, while now, the Syafid who had been silent and listening, increasingly pulled the collar of the shirt used by Azriel.
“Seriously? Do you dare to bed me in front of me without rings and flowers? You're looking for dead, huh?!”