It Turns out There's Love

It Turns out There's Love
34 - MEMORY LANE


"Since when have I been someone else to you? Do you not consider me a brother. That means I can know everything about you, including your personal affairs," Fariz said, still wanting an honest answer from the girl with a serious face staring at Zafira.


Zafira smiled seeing the seriousness on her best friend's face. He nodded his head justifying Fariz's words.


"Never before" Zafira finally answered Fariz's curiosity.


Upon hearing Zafira's statement, Fariz was suddenly delighted. Slurping a feeling of relief in the man's heart. He did not expect the girl he adored all this time and had eight years of relationship with her lover, Ronald, apparently had never hugged her lover. Fariz became proud of her because tonight she had gotten a hug from the girl even though her status was not a lover to Zafira.


"Something strange, why don't you want to hug your own lover?," Fariz squinted in astonishment.


"Mama banned me. Mama always told me that I could take care of myself as well as possible until I was halal and married my husband. After marriage, I'll just give up everything I have for the rightful man to be my husband," Zafira explained the message of the mother who always remembered and obeyed until the age of twenty-four years.


Fariz mangosteen full of admiration.


"Tante Laras is indeed amazing to educate his son until you can grow up to be a good girl and good at taking care of yourself as it is today. I'm sure, when Aunt Laras was young, Arga must have been crazy about her," decak Fariz became amazed to imagine the youth of his mother's friend who is now partly decreased in nature to Zafira which has made him crazy.


"really. Papa always told me and Zafran, that papa loved mom very much and was crazy about mom. He also said he could not live without his mother. To me, my mom is my breath. And until now I still see their affection. I want to have a husband like Papa. Well, responsible and loving," the girl's eyes sparkled telling her the figure of the papa.


Zafira never knew the real thing that happened in the past. Who's papa? And what about his father's cruel attitude to his mother?


In the eyes of Zafira, the father is a figure who can be used as a role model and will be loved and loved for life without knowing the reality in the past if the father is a former monster with red eyes and cruel.


For this one, Laras never told his children about the domestic violence he had experienced in the early days of marriage. He did not want the good image of the father to fall in the eyes of his children.


Laras only tells the good of the husband and buries all the bad that the father of his children has ever done and will never reopen it.


Since Arga promised to change and until now the man has always given the best for himself, since then Laras has made Arga the only kindest man in the world after his late father. Therefore, Laras will not open the disgrace of her husband even to her own children. He wanted his children to know only the goodness of Arga without seeing the slightest flaw that the father had done in the past.


"I can also be like your papa" Fariz said later, glancing at Zafira.


"I love you so much and am infatuated with you, Zafira, just like your papa who loves you so much and is infatuated with your mama. I'm just like your father, I can't live without you and to me, you are my breath. If you will and sincerely become my wife, I promise I will shower you with love as your father did to your mother," fariz said but could only speak it all in my heart without having the courage to express it in front of Zafira.


"Oh yeah? Can you really be like my dad? I can't believe it!" said Zafira sticking out her tongue.


"Can! I will prove it if you become my wife" Fariz said with great confidence.


"Ah is ah. Why talk about mom and dad? Let's go home, I'm already very tired," Zafira shifted the subject because if it continued it would be longer the discussion around him and Fariz. And the longer they'll stand on this side of the road.


"All right, we're going home now. It's also night, later people at home are looking for you," Finally Fariz followed Zafira's wishes while glancing at the watch in his hand that had shown eight o'clock past.


Zafira nodded in agreement and immediately walked towards the car towards the steering door, Fariz followed the girl from behind.


When Zafira's hand pulled the car's door handle, Fariz quickly prevented it and held the car door with his hands and knees so that Zafira undoed the intention to get into the car.


"What's the matter?" Zafira asked in astonishment as he moved his head to look at Fariz who was standing to his right.


"What time are you looking at this?" said Fariz, pointing his chin at the watch in Zafira's hand.


"Eight hours over ten minutes. What is it?," Zafira asked did not understand, because a metropolitan city like Jakarta, eight o'clock is still so crowded and there is still frequent traffic jams here and there.


"It's been quite a night. I'm so worried about you coming home alone. Moreover, your condition is also tired. I will take you home so that my heart is also calm to see you safely home. Your condition does not allow you to drive yourself home. We are not on the road to our home. It takes about thirty minutes from here. Your strength is not strong enough to travel because your face looks pale. I don't want anything to happen to you" Fariz said, looking at the face of the girl who still looked pale from exhaustion.


The man opened his palm and extended it towards Zafira.


"Here is the key to your car" the man asked still with his palm turned toward Zafira.


Zafira thought for a moment, then turned his head towards the black car parked in front of Zafira's car.


"What about your car? Who's gonna take him? Now the times are no longer safe, afraid that someone will run away from your car," said Zafira thinking about the fate of Fariz's car which was on the side of the road in the middle of the night.


"No need to worry about that. I'm going to call and ask the office driver to take my car and drive it to your house" Fariz said, calming the girl's concerns.


Now Zafira understood Fariz's intentions while nodding his head. The girl followed Fariz's advice to drive him home.


"alright. I said, "Zafira reached out, put the car keys in Fariz's palm.


Zafira turned the road from the front of the car about to enter the left door but with a quick step Fariz preceded the girl's step and immediately grabbed the car door handle and then opened the door.


"Come in" the man asked as a driver stood holding the car door.


"I can open it myself. You never memorized my habits" Zafira glared at Fariz.


"I'm very familiar with your habits, but when I'm with me, let me open them, '" Fariz pinta said with a glaring eye.


Zafira looked up at Fariz. What Fariz said was able to make Zafira full. Whatever Fariz says and whatever Fariz does for her is always able to make the girl feel safe in every circumstance and always feel comfortable being next to her best friend.


"Well, it's up to you" said the girl, who gave in and smiled as she walked past Fariz, who was still standing next to the car door as a driver waited for her employer to get into the car.


Just as Zafira was about to enter the car and pass Fariz, Zafira's beautiful hair, which was long on her waist, flew in the wind and touched Fariz's nose. The man's reflexes were closed in on inhaling the scented scent that spread from the girl's hair.


"Oh my God, it smells good. When can I have him?" whispered the man's heart thumping as he sipped the fragrance of Zafira which made him more and more opiate towards the girl.


Zafira stepped into the car and sat in the left seat. Fariz soon entered and sat in the steering wheel.


In a matter of minutes their car has sped away quickly leaving the road that has been harboring unforgettable fond memories.


It was on that road that the two first embraced each other, long embrace, tight and tight, which gave rise to a subtle and vague thump in Zafira's heart.


On that road anyway, the first time Fariz felt such great happiness was being hugged by a girl who made her heart beat fast and also had her body stiffened for the first time due to the elution of a girl's hand on her stomach.


And on that road, too, where Zafira could first clearly listen to Fariz's beating heart entering his ears and penetrating his heart.


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