
After finishing the Magrib prayer, Zafira immediately went to the kitchen and took the two boxes of rice that Tina had put in a separate container.
The girl took a plate and spoon and put the rice box in the dish without removing the contents and side dishes from the box.
Zafira walked towards Fariz's room, a briefcase hung on the shoulder, two hands carrying two plates. Zafira painstakingly turned the handle and pushed open the door and closed it back with the soles of her feet, then walked in.
Looks Fariz is still on the prayer mat while closing his eyes, it turns out that the man also just finished praying Magrib.
Zafira put all his luggage on the table then turned to glance at the man who was still sitting on the prayer mat.
Zafira slowly approached Fariz, stood for a moment to look at Fariz and then without making a sound, folding his legs and sitting to the left of his best friend.
But Fariz's nose could not be lied to, the man could feel Zafira's presence nearby just by smelling the familiar scent of Zafira's perfume on his nose. He knew that right now Zafira was sitting next to him. But the man pretended not to know and kept his eyes closed while lamenting his fate later after Zafira left him to marry another man.
It felt as though Fariz's tears were about to gush out from both corners of the eyes but the man held her back as hard as he could. He didn't want Zafira to see his fragility.
"Zafira, what was my fate after you married Ronald? Can I get through the days without you? Why don't you ever try to learn to love me? Is your heart really closed because of Ronald? What's the perfect Ronald in your eyes? In your eyes, I mean nothing at all. Why do you keep thinking of me as a friend and brother? I really want more than that. It felt like I wanted to sleep forever and not want to wake up again," Inner Fariz cried inwardly.
The man's chest is increasingly claustrophobic imagining in the coming day how he should live life if the girl he loves has become the property of another man. Ronald, Zafira's husband will definitely forbid the girl from ever having sex with him again, after they officially become a married couple. The fear haunted the man.
Zafira who had just sat quietly without a word, slightly moved her head to the right. His eyes looked at Fariz who was closing his eyes. Zafira continued to watch the face of the man beside her.
Zafira did not argue that Fariz's face was so handsome than Ronald's. Fariz's face looked so clear. Unlike Ronald's face, he looks handsome but does not have the clear aura that Fariz has
It looks different, the face is always washed with the water of ablution with a face that has never touched the water of ablution.
"Fariz, I'm sure many girls are after you but why are you ignoring them and still hoping for me? And you know, I've anchored my heart to Ronald and soon I'm getting married. There's no way I'm sharing my heart for you two. I can only love one man and will not be able to love two men at once. Ronald is my lover and my future husband, you're my best friend. For me you two are just as important. I do love Ronald, but why does my heart always feel anxious whenever you shut me up let alone say you'll stay away from me? Is it possible because I'm used to having you in my life that I can't part with you? Just as I could not part with Zafran?," Zafira continued to look at Faris' face with a million anxieties that continued to battle in her heart and mind.
Three minutes Zafira looked at the man. He took a breath while squeezing his fingers. His heart was increasingly confused to have to issue a sentence what else to persuade Fariz not to be angry with him again? He had spent thousands of words comforting and apologizing to Fariz but all in vain.
"Emm, Fariz.., I brought your favorite grilled chicken rice. I bought it at our restaurant, "Zafira tried to open her voice without turning her eyes to the man beside her.
Fariz suddenly opened his eyes, instead of looking at the girl next to him, the man immediately stood up and his hand was about to take the prayer mat to fold it.
"I'm the one who folds here" Zafira offers help and his hand reaches for the prayer mat but Fariz quickly goes ahead of him and pulls the prayer rug still lying on the floor.
The man folded the prayer mat, took off the scabbard and peci and put it back into place on a small table.
Zafira looked up surprised at Fariz's attitude as he swallowed the saliva. It seemed like this time Zafira had a hard time persuading Fariz. The man's heart was broken. Various ways have been done but the man impressed began to keep a distance with him, but the girl did not give up just like that and still trying to make peace with her best friend.
"Go away. I wanted to be alone," finally a voice came out from Fariz's mouth which had been locked tightly.
Without caring for Zafira, the man walked to the bed and sat on the lip of the bed.
Zafira stopped hearing Fariz's words. The girl's heart suddenly felt slashed. Whatever it feels. He didn't expect Fariz to say that. After all these years they were friends and always together, only this time Fariz told him to leave.
Zafira tried to hold back her feelings of pain, trying to walk up to Fariz who was now sitting on the lip of the bed.
Zafira was like a defendant standing bowed before Fariz. If you see the situation like that, Fariz should be pitying, but it turns out that the man's heartache makes him continue to be indifferent to the girl he loves and forget the advice of Tina.
Zafira could not hide the tired look on his face. From morning until night, he had not rested. His head started to feel dizzy. He wanted to immediately solve his problem with Fariz and then go home and sleep to recover the energy and mind that had been drained all day.
"Fariz, don't keep going like this. There's no way I'm going home in a state that still hasn't made up with you. I beg you to forgive me if my wedding plans make you hurt and disappointed. I'll go home after you want to talk to me," Zafira said with eyes repeatedly that looked very tired.
Zafira walked to the table and picked up the rice box that had been placed in the dish along with the spoon that had been taken in the kitchen.
The girl sat on the lip of the bed, to the left of Fariz.
"Last lunch at the restaurant, you haven't finished your meal. I know, you must still be hungry. We eat yuuk... As my apology, I bribe ya.., after this I will go home," said Zafira memelasih so that the friend would make up with him.
The girl thrust a spoonful of rice and a grilled chicken into Fariz's mouth.
Not until the spoon reached the man's mouth, suddenly Fariz's left hand moved violently.
"No need Zafira!!," cried Fariz spontaneously.
Fariz brushed off Zafira's hand violently, and...
"Byuuur"
The spoon and rice plate in the handle of Zafira were released and thrown. Rice and side dishes in the rice box were spilled on the floor. There was a loud sound of spoons and plates hitting the marble.
Fariz was aghast, his eyes opened wide. He was not aware of what he had just done. His hands reflexively moved just like that, probably because his shattered mood hearing the news that Zafira was about to get married made the man unable to control his emotions.
Fariz stretched out his palms and his eyes stared unblinkingly at his five fingers. He did not expect to be able to do such a rough thing to Zafira. His common sense can only function calmly and normally after the hand managed to pat Zafira's hand so that the rice and side dishes Zafira painstakingly bought scattered on the floor.
Fariz immediately realized, what he had just done must have created sadness in Zafira's heart. His mind suddenly opened and there was a feeling of regret and pity to see Zafira.
Fariz, who was a few seconds still glued to look at his hand, immediately raised his head and turned to look at Zafira's face which looked shock and pale looking with sad eyes of rice scattered on the floor.
"Fariz! You are evil!," only that word could Zafira speak with trembling lips, turning her gaze towards Fariz, looking at the man with teary eyes.
The girl's face suddenly clouded and tears dripped in both corners of her eyes, so that even crying was now unstoppable.
During his friendship with Fariz, Fariz was rude to him this time. The girl's heart ached having been treated this way by a friend whom she had considered a brother had even become one of the most important people in her life.
Fariz could only be stunned staring at Zafira without daring to utter words. Especially since Zafira came, Fariz did not pay attention to the face of the girl who turned out to look tired and pale. Maybe Zafira was also holding back hunger, because at the restaurant earlier he also did not have time to spend his food. The greater the regret in the heart of the man after remembering if Zafira was tired and hungry.
Zafira wiped the tears with the tip of his hand, in a hurry the girl ran around taking the bag that was on the table to the right of the bed then ran out with tears that were getting heavier.
Fariz jumped out of bed to see Zafira leaving in tears.
The man grabbed the keys of the car lying on the desk and ran as fast as lightning out of the room chasing Zafira. He was so sorry to have been rude to his best friend. The girl must have felt hurt to get the harsh treatment Fariz had never received.
Fariz also did not stop scolding himself why he could not control his emotions and jealousy.
No matter what, Fariz has to stop Zafira. He had seen Zafira's tired and pale face and he didn't want anything to happen to Zafira while driving.
Fariz clenched his hands hard, feeling regret for following his emotions. The man could feel the sadness and heartache that Zafira was currently feeling.
"Zafira!," called Fariz when he saw that Zafira had arrived in the living room but the girl did not heed the man's call. Zafira continued to cry and wiped away her tears in light of Fariz's harsh treatment of her.
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