Istikharah Unites Us
Rizkiy

Pov Rizky's.

I'm only one call away

I'll be there to save the day

Superman got nothing on me

I'm only one call away.

Call me, baby, if you need a friend

I just wanna give you love

Come on, come on

Reaching out to you, so take a chance.

No matter where you go

You know you're not alone

I'm only one call away.

*While lying in my room I listened to One Call Away* sung by Charlie Puth. A very appropriate song to describe my current mood.

I still remember clearly, the first time I saw Aura, who was about to undergo ospek at the boarding school. Something was tickling my heart at the time.

"Ky, look at that new kid" said Sidik my best friend while showing his thumb towards the crowd of new children who will soon undergo ospek.

"Which one, Sid?" I asked while looking at the crowd.

"That one" he said again.

"There's a lot of people there, how do I know who you mean" I said.

"That's it, wearing a green veil, his face was facing the ground" she explained to me.

"Astaghfirullah's. You notice the akhwat, Sid?"

"Inadvertently my eyes went there, Ky" he said in self-defense. "It seems like the nyari money fell again, Ky." he continued.

"What's? There's just you."

"Seriously you know. From earlier I noticed, his face down mulu. Why try? Surely nyari money falling is mah." he said again.

"What does this have to do with us? No need for su'udzon. Isn't he supposed to be gadhul bashar (subjecting his eyes)."

"Oh yes, it can also be gadhul bashar" he said while nodding his head.

"Eat him do not directly su'udzon you. The figure of a person ducked directly in the thought of money falling, haha." I chuckled and smacked his shoulder softly.

"Haha... Yes." he said and laughed. "But she's beautiful too, Ky." she continued.

"All creation of God is beautiful and handsome, Sid. Do not pay attention anymore. Let's go to class." take me.

"Yes yes, come on." he said, then followed my steps from behind.

Two months have passed, I silently watched the girl who always kept her eyes down. Until I got in my mind to bother him.

Though the principle of my life 'Will not fall in love before the age of 20 years'. But it turns out that still at this age there is already an event that shakes my defense fortress.

When I saw that he was walking alone, I started my actions.

I walked towards him, when we both passed by I accidentally dropped the envelope I had provided earlier. What do I want to see her response? Even if I was sure he would take the letter and hand it to me. If that happens, I'll ask him what his name is.

When I looked back, I saw him stop. He stared at the envelope next to his right foot.

"Come, fetch!" I murmured in my heart.

But it turned out that I had misjudged it, he just left and ignored the envelope. From then on, I always called her a proud girl.

But this arrogant one I get a thumbs up, which is arrogant for the sake of guarding yourself from things that are not useful.

Though not a few people who admire my achievements in this school. But to be honest, it makes me uncomfortable, I'm afraid of being deceived by human praise. Therefore I am more interested in this super cute character, he does not look at me because of the achievements I have achieved.

One day, there was a porcine event at the pesantren. As usual, one of the ustadz promoted me to the MTQ and Adhan races.

At that time I approached one of the organizers who became the MC to submit a sequence number.

"Afwan, this is my number. Please take note." I said to the committee.

"Oh. Okay, Bang." he said and copied the writing from the paper I submitted.

Then the arrogant girl came.

"Cha, this is there a number that nitip sequence same Aura" he said then handed a piece of paper containing the sequence number, name and type of race.

"Oh. Here Icha record." said the committee named Icha while grabbing the paper carried by the arrogant girl. "Ok, it's been." he continued and returned the paper.

"Ok thank you, Aura went back there huh" he said then left me and Icha.

"Yes, Ra. Equally." said Icha. After that I left Icha.

From then on I knew that her name was Aura. I stood beside him, but for a second he did not look at me. Maybe that time he thought I was a stump, hehe.

What I had given her the nickname of the arrogant girl, I now turned into the arrogant girl Aura.

My initial prank has now turned into a sense of awe, how to control my heart. Why can it change like this? This is my heart, this organ is in my body, but why is it so hard to control it?

Sometimes it occurred to me to greet him, but my heart was heavy. What else in a pesantren environment like this, must be able to refrain from interacting with the opposite sex.

And ever since that awe grew in my heart, I always prayed for it, asking for it to the creator.

I knew it was too early to ask God, so I might have had a temporary feeling for him. Who knows what will happen years later.

And now, I still have a taste for her. But my current race was different from the feelings I felt before. Yes, awe has turned into love.

Who would have thought that my destiny would be like this, getting a chance to ta'aruf with a martial artist who managed to break through my fortress for the first time. Although after him there is no second, third and so on. Only her can do it.

Although now times have changed and become increasingly sophisticated, the Aura remains unchanged. He remains low-profile and cannot be guessed as to what his true nature is.

I can conclude like that because I've seen his profile on the blue F-logo app.

There's no alay bin lebay status there. Only occasionally share status that is useful to read.

Ah, Aura. May you accept me to be your life partner.

I promise you, no matter how difficult the conditions you will apply, with all my might I will definitely fulfill them. As long as your conditions are not out of the Islamic precepts.