Fatwa Love The Angel
Challenging Girl

Love comes without cue, comes like a blizzard capable of freezing the heart.

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Life is a mystery arranged by God with a plot that has been prepared for each creature. As one of the characters in the story that God created they are weak in reasoning his future. Like Clovis and Zayeena who are blind to the future due to forbidden love that awakens magnificently.

A beautiful girl with a long hijab outstretched over her chest was handing out a notch on the side of the road near the mosque, it is the eighth day that he shares a little of his sustenance with the road users after the first day of this holy month. A friendly and sweet smile makes a man interested in her.

"I want to tell you," the girl glanced at the man. Gadus eyes full name Zayena Aneisha is not fixed on the face of his handsome, but on the necklace of the cross that hangs on the neck of the male level.

Aware of Zayena's gaze, the man immediately hid his cross necklace into a t-shirt. "May I ask for a takjilnya? I'm even dumb," he said.

"ah, um. Sorry, this." Zayeena immediately thrust a notch at the man and then lowered her head.

"Thanks." -." The man moved his legs away, Zayena unconsciously looked at the cross-covered man's back.

A girl named Diba Syakira who is a friend of Zayeena approached, he nudged the girl's arm while teasing. Because he looked at the interaction of Zayeena and the man who had just left it. Believe me, the man didn't really leave. He was watching Zayena from a distance.

'Beautiful, ' that inner man was smiling looking at Zayena.

"Acie. cie... It's a really good thing, like Cha Eun Woo."

"Cha eunwoo, cha eunwoo, minus his kpop. Every man you're equal to Cha eunwoo," said Zayeena a little annoyed.

"Yes, it's a buk ustadzah, it won't be kpop-an again."

"Btw, the guy who was handsome like Zay," continued Diba while chuckling.

Zayeena shook her head slowly, not thinking of Diba who always praised handsome men.

"Eh Zay, he's a bad boy cake spec. Really really cool? Girlfriend dream ciwi-ciwi," said Diba dramatically imagined the man had become his girlfriend.

"Istighfar Diba is beautiful, dating in Islam is forbidden."

Diba grin wide shows a row of neat teeth.

"In the meantime magrib, we will settle down and then get ready to go to the mosque waiting for opening time" said Zayeena.

"This stage is a little more" said Diba.

"Let me share, you get ready to worship and open." No matter where the man came from, he was now standing in front of Diba and Zayeena.

Diba handed over the dus containing the few remaining takjil, gladly the man accepted the dus. Zayeena glared sharply at this best friend of hers, how could they trouble others who were not even named.

Funnier. Those round eyes with plump eyelashes are so funny. The man chuckled in anxiety.

"Inba you do it anyway," said Zayena. The girl was going to take back the box.

"Why are you laughing too? Is something funny, huh?" zayena said fiercely to the man.

"Don't refuse Zay's help," Diba's reply was accompanied by a grin that always upset Zayena.

Anxious, very adorable. The man was eager to pinch Zayena's cat's nose, the girl in front of him made himself curious. Unlike the girls he had met, they had always teased him since the first time they saw his handsome eyes and face.

From a distance, the three cruciform men observed the interaction of the three creatures of God.

"Look, temen lo. Again the same caper girl," said a man named Damian Danuarta.

"Not Temen lo you son of a bitch too!"

Yep, the cross-covered man named Clovis Pranata and the three men who are now observing him are his friends. Damian Danuarta, a playboy with firm eyes who always manages to seduce the girl he wants. Oliver Roderick, a cold man with the look of an eagle eye who is able to weaken his opponent. He is also the son of a famous businessman in this earth. Not only Oviler, but all of Clovis' friends are children from the upper class including himself. Last Sakuta, a humorous and meek man compared to his friends.

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After tarawih, Diba first went home because he had been called by his mother and did not follow the al-Qur'an tadarus first. Zayena had to go home alone, the girl was walking down the not-so-busy streets. The girl's path was accompanied by dhikr and sholawat which she chanted softly from her tiny mouth.

Suddenly a motor stopped nearby.

"Room up, I'm anterin." The motorcyclist offered a ride to Zayena.

"Thank you, my house is close."

"No papa, let me anter."

"No, thank you, sir."

The man also guided his bike to take Zayena's steps.

"We have not been acquainted, my name is Clovis Danuarta the sole heir of PT. Danuarta," he said he hoped Zayena would become interested in him. But what did he get? Zayena just stood still and kept going, not letting out the reaction Clovis expected.

'This girl is very challenging, ' Inner Clovis.

He's cleared his throat. "Whose name are you?"

"Zaito." Short and clear.

"Sorry, why are you following me?"

"I just want to deliver an angel, it's not good for women to walk alone."

Zayena stopped the move.

"It's not better that women and men who are not mahrom walk together like this" said Zayena.

Clovis stopped his steps, he also drove his sports bike which he had been waiting for. "OK, I'll follow you from behind leaving a considerable distance."

Zayena nodded unconcernedly.

Just as Clovis was about to continue in his footsteps, a middle-aged lung man approached Zayena. They look very familiar, maybe it's his father. Thought Clovis. The man only saw her from afar without any intention of approaching.

Zayena and the man enter the yard of the house painted white clean, Clovis hopes Zayena turns her body and waves at him. But it was only hope, because Zayena could not do that. At least Clovis knows where Zayena's home address is.

***

Clovis throws his body at the soup. He lay tired. When the three friends approached the man, they began to ask questions and tease Clovis.

"Where-how?" ask Sakuta curiously.

"Where's what?"

"We were in front of the mosque."

Clovis. "Very challenging" he answered with a grin.

"Don't tell me you want to make him a new toy?" Now Oliver the cold guy asked.

Clovis shrugged his shoulders. His mind now was only Zayena's face, he had to get the girl and make her belong to Young Master Clovis Pranata. He needs to get tired of playing with sexy women out there, he wants to try new things. And now Zayena's goal.