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Chapter 19: Reza oh Reza

Reza oh Reza's. How beautiful you are if the person you admire has no sense in you. The whisper of Reza's heart.

He had long wanted to talk to Dinda about what was in her heart.  But why can't he ever show up. His mind became confused itself. Shoot for fear of rejection.

"Dinda, let's go to the library yuk ...!"

"May, but brother Reza goes first." replied Dinda. Unconsciously it had made Reza feel neglected.

"So soon, I'm gonna call Alfath's brother first." For a moment Reza's forehead creased. But he tried to understand it. And he passed by with a disappointed heart.

Reza walked down the corridor to the library room alone. Leaving Dinda who was seriously talking to her brother named Alfath by phone.

"Assalamualaikum warohmatullahi. Sis ..."

"Please pick Sumi up at her house ...."

"Yes, my brother, he was able to...."

"Assalamualaikum warohmatullahi wabarokatuh"

Closing the hp. And Dinda realized that Reza was disappointed. And with a troubled heart, he left her. Fortunately, Reza had not gone too far.

"Sir Reza, wait ...!" call Dinda.

"Sir Reza is angry...." Realizing Reza was silent, Dinda became misbehaved. And try to apologize.

Reza's heart finally melted. Seeing Dinda's innocent attitude.

"For you, it's hard to be angry. Already, we're going to the library yuk ...!" Soon Reza brushed off her anxiety with a charming smile. But unfortunately escaped the attention of Dinda who walked while observing the yellow orchid plants attached to the mango tree.

They walked to the library in silence. Silent without sound. Until they arrive at the library. They choose the reading books they want in silence.

For some reason Dinda is interested in heading to bookshelves related to child psykology. Not the religious books he used to read.

"Tumben, you picked a psychology book" asked Reza, surprising Dinda. He tried to hide the book, but it was too late. Reza saw it.

"Wrong yeah...?"  his face was hiding shame. Makes Reza smile.

"Nothing's wrong. Precisely good. Started in the world of children. Looks like you're ready to be mommy?"  reza said it was just tempting. Makes Dinda pout.

"It's been a great chef, a businessman, now a psychologist. Great ... must be lucky to have someone who thinks you are. If it were me. "he tried to reveal his feelings faintly.

"Wow .." cried Dinda. Make the other residents feel disturbed. And rebuked him with a finger gesture in the mouth, a sign of silence and no noise.

"Cock wow ... Is something wrong?" reza said with a smile. Makes Dinda hold back a laugh.

"Sir Reza is overrated." Looks like Dinda blushed in shame.

"It's true."friend Reza raised both eyebrows.

"Andai .. It's a fantasy. And delusion is a satanic play, Brother Reza." replied Dinda softly, so as not to disturb those who are reading in this library.

"Sorry Brother Reza. I went there first .." said Dinda as she passed by, leaving Reza still picky on the books she would read.

I don't know why interest in reading it is lost. He noticed Dinda who was engrossed in her book. Without a second thought he picked up a book without seeing the title first. And walk towards him. Calmly sitting in front of him.

He wanted, desperately wanting to express his feelings all along that he kept very tightly on the side of his heart. Take a breath and let it out regularly.

"Dinda, can I talk?" ask Reza. Made Dinda stop her reading.

"About what Brother. Don't make me worry about gini ah .." said Dinda curiously.

"Look Din ... It's been since the first time I .." It's hard to express the taste, make his tongue mute so he can't continue his words.

"Yes ..." said Dinda waiting for the old follow-up sentence to be cut off.

"Yes .. thank God you understand" said Reza cheering happily.

"Yes ... I wait for the next sentence. How would you understand if it was cut like this" Dinda explained.

"Dt ... What do you think of me as?"reza said that made Dinda even more confused.

"For what ...?" Dinda's getting made to wrinkle her forehead.

"What does Reza mean, I'm confused by the same question Reza dech."

"Already ... already. Anytime I explain." Reza answered wrongly. And made Dinda even more curious.

"Sir Reza. To the point just dech!" dinda said without shame.

"Well, that's how it is, ... May I be your girlfriend." Finally out those words. But outside of the frame even made Dinda laugh.

Because in the library, his laughter was held with his hands to cover his mouth. Makes Reza wrong.

"That's all?"

"Can't you ?"

Dinda smiled in response.

"It's not so brother .... Since when did you know the word girlfriend. I'm really surprised. Didn't we have been taught that our girlfriends are halal couples, husband or wife."

"Ups ..I'm sorry" said Reza misbehaving.

"It's okay, brother. I'm not taking it seriously." replied Dinda frankly.

"So Reza's sister is okay if I refuse. Because it's not the time." he continued.

"I understand, Dinda." replied Reza disappointed.

"For the time being I consider Reza's sister only as a brother. Seiman's brother. Not more. Can you please ...?" said Dinda.

"But Din. Can't I be a brother who can fill your heart?"Dinda shocked. But he hid that feeling in his smile.

"Sir Reza. Can we not talk about that at the moment. And I'm comfortable with my brother as my brother."

"Wouldn't I be your priest...?"

"Sir Reza, don't make myself fret about the question." replied Dinda puzzled.

"Sir Reza is too good for me .." replied Dinda increasingly confused. There was sadness on his face.

"I'm sorry, Dinda. That has left you confused." said Reza gently trying to calm Dinda's heart.

Dinda nodded slowly.

There was a bit of disappointment on Reza's face. Makes Dinda so bad. But he had already signaled his heart to Zaidan who proposed to him yesterday.

Long silence enveloped them both. They dissolve in each other's minds. Reza still thinks, if Dinda answers the question clearly, then will try to make it happen in the household.

While Dinda tried to expel her anxiety, returning to concentration to continue reading the book.

"Can't you ask ... ?" tanya Dinda broke the silence and removed the stiffness that had just been created.

"I don't know anything about psychology at all."

"I know for this one, surely big sister knows. because of her majors sister Reza.

The little boy who witnessed the violence before his eyes. Do adults still remember it ?"

"Remember the truth, only if necessary as soon as possible to be cured. Before he reaches adulthood, so as not to affect his development."

"What's wrong?" ask Reza

Dinda doesn't usually talk about such things ....

"There's nothing." replied the mysterious Dinda.

But their conversation stopped when there was a wa on Dinda's track. Dinda opened it immediately. He's looking for somewhere else. Leaving Reza sitting alone with dumbstruck eyes.

[Assalamualaikum warohmatullahi wabarokatuh]

[Again what?]

[Wa alaikum salam warohmatullahi wabarokatuh]

[Read books in the library]

[Shall ashar?]

[What time is it?]

[Yet, preparation ..]

[Alright]

[That.].

[Assalamualaikum warohmatullahi wabarokatuh]

[Waalaikum in warohmatullahi wabarokatuh.]

There was a feeling of pleasure in Dinda. And make him smile to himself. Everything did not escape from Reza, who had been watching him since.

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