I'M Nazla
Chapter 1

*me Nazla Aulia Saputri, a play girl in 2022*.I already have 25 exes but nothing interested me or when I was in High School.

As usual I take an afternoon out to find a new boyfriend. But I saw one boy who made me turn away, and then I came to him.

"eh, you got a girlfriend?" but the guy did not answer.

" idih, in tanya even silent, if not gini abg want to be my girlfriend? I'm single ni.." said I(nazla) while shaking the motorbike on which the guy was sitting.

"huh, where's this girl from? Main nyosor aj ask for a date" said the friend of the guy who just came.

"yok yok" said his friend to go

"wait!"said the guy and his friend immediately stopped moving his motorbike

"can I ask you? " the boy said to me (nazla)

"yes, I can" I nodded

"but before that, introduce the name of Muhammad Pratama Syahputra

and 3rd class Senior High School, do you want it to be adek same ortu adek?"

"honey really"

"continue..., why dating.?, how many are exes?"

"e..,25 si.h"

"crazy you ya deck a lot of times." said his temen bng Pratama

"yes, many times"

"iya dong" confident Nazla

"not to be angry?"

"in madirahin anyway.but his courtship never held hands really"

"yes, but don't do it again..

pity her ort later if in the grave in torment until melted body want?" I was silent too

"okay, deh" I said in a low voice as my head pointed downwards

"why?"asked his friend, and I raised my head

"fear" and my tears started to come out

"it's jan nangis, then don't date again y?"I nodded

"promise?"abg Pratama gives her pinky

"promise" I'll pay it back

"yes already, if that's why you go home first yes" abg Pratama was immediately up to his motorbike (Vario)

"yes, drugs" I waved my hand and went straight home.

When I got home, I went straight to the bathroom and went to pray, I cried and imagined if it happened to my people, and I kept crying. Finish my prayers I go njai until 5, and the shower does not forget I always wudu finish the bath.

"tok, tok, tok"my bedroom door was knocked on

"nazla are you inside, son? Wh why? mama heard you cry" said my mama at the door, then I opened the door and immediately hugged my mama.

"why?huh uh?"I shook my head

"why? usually you are not like this nazla, have talked to mama so that mama is horrified" I also told the story of bng Pratama earlier that made me cry.

"o.so Nazla doesn't want to date anymore, right, son? don't want to see mommy and dad in torture, do you?"

"yes"

"that even nazla must wear a hijab yes.., let papa not be tormented also yes?, because a father will bear the sins of his son when he is dating and does not wear a hijab/seal his aurat.."mama advised me

" yes ma, in shayallah nazla will close the aurat when nazla comes out of the house" she smiled widely while hugging me as before when I was a child.

"yes you are diligent, right? Don't disappoint mommy and dad again, son"

" yes, ma"