
"I'm sorry Zahara" Zein said, leaving the two of them without waiting for Zahara's reply
While Zahara was still silent in place with a stiff body trying to prove that he just heard wrong. Even so, Salma beside him Salma also heard what Zein said, there was no way they could hear wrong
On the other hand Zein continued to pedal his blind bike slowly with a raging feeling when he saw the expression shown by Zahara just now, now he knew that Zahara must also have feelings for him even a little, though little, he could not keep evading when asked about himself who did not come to the mosque.
As a result Zein admitted that he was not a Muslim because it was so real. Zein thinks it's better for her to be honest now than someday her feelings for Zahara will deepen. He must remember, that he wandered into the land of people to improve his fate not to seek love.
Although he could not deny, Zahara had been too into his heart and mind all this time. Though he realized Zahara was even very different from him from everything. It's not even the same about God and faith.
It is undeniable that Zahara is a beautiful girl with a very sweet smile, Zahara who is quiet makes herself more elegant with the veil she wears. Which man would not salute and feel attracted to this girl.
Zein also got information from the young people there that Zahara is a village flower there. No one can match her beauty even though it is Salma's best friend from Zahara himself.
"Zahara, you don't papa, do you?" Salma asked when she found out that Zahara was not okay
Zahara only looked at Salma's eyes with tears that began to pool from his eyes.
Slowly, Salma's hand held Zahara in her arms and helped her friend to calm down for a moment in her arms without question.
"Father Zahara, you must be heartbroken before you meet the right people in the future" Salma said, wiping away Zahara's tears that were still flowing
"Maybe from the beginning it's better I don't open Salma's heart" Zahara said with her own sad eyes
"If you want to meet the same fit, you have to start first from heartache, if you can't afford the heartache how to meet a prospective husband, remember Zahara... Heartache is one of the processes to meet your partner" Salma cupped Zahara's face to look at her face
Zahara only sighed in disbelief as she finally went back to misplacing her heart. He could not believe why he so quickly fell in love with people he did not know his identity
"We turn back, we want to pray" Invite Salma and begin to embrace Zahara to walk and sit behind him
Salma paddled the bike slowly and felt Zahara's breath several times up and down blowing slowly behind him. Salma did not open the conversation at all and let Zahara dissolve herself in her mind.
The wind that blows slowly swept to the beautiful face of Zahara, her eyes are still beautiful even though they are swollen because of her crying, the pretty eyes looked at the lake water surrounded by rice fields molds in the form of large and small boxes.
The beautiful scenery he went through made him feel a little more peaceful even though there was still pain in his heart like tightness for whatever reason. Zahara just sighed slowly hoping the tightness from her chest disappeared slowly.
He did not expect that he finally felt the pain again because of the feelings that concern men again. Zahara only felt himself too naive and quickly fell in love with people he did not even know.
Slowly the thought managed to make him re-emit tears with tightness in the chest because it hid the pain.
"Keeluarin aja Zahara is not papa" said Salma who realized his friend wanted to cry again but detained him
"Grandfather... Just get out before we get home" Salma said back and found a nod from Zahara.
Now the crying sound from Zahara began to be heard in Salma's ears even though it was not so loud.