It Turns out There's Love
38 - RONALD'S GOAL

While in a room elsewhere, after messaging Zafira, Fariz immediately took ablution' and performed the isha prayer.

About ten minutes later the man read the verse and finished his worship.

He was still sitting on the prayer mat, raising both hands, pleading with the Creator to be given the flexibility to let the girl he loved choose another man to accompany the rest of his life.

"O Allah, if Zafira is not my soul mate, I will try to make it happen. Please help me forget it. After this the servant does not know what will happen to the servant's life because it must release Zafira. All this time I was used to living by seeing him every day. Help me to live even without seeing it" the man's eyes seemed to shed all the burdens of his life through prayer and self-compassion.

"If indeed Zafira can be happy with the man of her choice, then I sincerely take it off. It is the toughest choice in the life of the servant to weld and release the girl who is the servant of love. But I will do it for his happiness. Please take care of him and help me heal from this wound. Aamiin Ya Rabbal Alamiin..," Fariz closed his prayer series, rubbing the worried-looking face.

Fariz wiped away the tears with the back of her hand. Then fold the prayer mat, cloth and take off the peci from the head he uses and put all the objects in their original place.

The man walked over to the wardrobe. And take some photos in a small drawer.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Fariz observed a photo of Zafira in his hand. There are several photos of Zafira with Fariz smiling warmly staring into the camera in a gray white uniform that both of their faces still look cute and funny. Fariz smiled as he looked at the old-school photos while reminiscing about their school days that always seemed to get along.

And among the few photos that he is currently looking at, there is one photo that shows Zafira has entered adulthood and looks very beautiful. With long hair, wearing a dress while sitting holding a bag on his thigh, do not forget a sweet smile adorning the lips of the girl.

Fariz smilingly looked at the photo as her finger rubbed the beautiful face of Zafira in her eyes.

"I also don't know why I love you so much, Zafira. But I realized, in your heart there is not the slightest love for me other than the feeling of being a friend and brother. But I never gave up on that. I always had high hopes for you that someday you could fall in love with me. But today I got an answer from all my waiting. Everything I did was in vain. You will soon get married and choose to live with another man. Until now you did not have a little taste for me. I was wrong to push things too hard" Fariz murmured, staring at Zafira's face as she continued to gently wipe the beautiful girl's photo.

The man's entire soul and heart were shattered along with the melting of hopes and dreams that had been built up for decades. His heart felt squeezed so hard that it split into the rubble of sadness and left a deep scar. I don't know when the wound will heal. Let time gradually heal and scrape the wound.

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The next day. At 11.20 WIB.

Zafira was busy with work that was abandoned yesterday because he had to solve his problems with Fariz. His eyes stared at the laptop screen while one hand took the glass of water on the table and gulped it down.

When the girl was busy doing her job, the door of the room was knocked.

Zafira immediately turned her attention towards the door that was knocked on.

Highlight Zafira's eyes immediately drew sharp and his lips were tightly clenched with a sour face when he saw who came. His lips did not intend to give the slightest smile to the guests who entered his room.

A handsome man, with a body posture ranging from 190 cm, sharp-nosed, dressed in neat clothes with hair no less neat and slippery appeared in front of the door. With a slow motion he closed the door again. The man smiled towards Zafira who was still sharpening his eyes staring at him.

Zafira with a lazy face immediately threw away his gaze without returning the man's smile then refocused his eyes to the laptop screen and continued his work without greeting let alone allowing the guest to sit.

The man, still smiling, stepped in and stood in front of the girl's table. Zafira's eyes remained fixed on the laptop screen, not wanting to pay attention to his guests.

"Honey, are you busy?" said the handsome man still with a smile etched on his lips.

Zafira pretended not to listen. He kept his ears open and kept busy doing his work. His heart was still very upset and angry at the man.

The man was still smiling observing Zafira who seemed to put on an annoyed face at him. He knew that his girlfriend was angry with him. And he did not care about the anger of the lover, whom he cared about, wanted to make up immediately and quickly proposed and married her to Fariz's life, the man who becomes his rival will be devastated to see the girl he loves marry another man. That was one of the main goals that the crafty man wanted to achieve.

"Honey, I'm sorry for what happened yesterday" said Ronald standing at the table bowing to Zafira like a Japanese greeting.

Zafira did not flinch.

Ronald walked around the table and walked up to Zafira who was still sitting in the chair staring at the laptop. The man turned slowly on Zafira's chair and turned the girl's body before him.

Zafira stared in dislike at Ronald. But Ronald pretended not to ignore his female delicacy by still putting a smile on his lips. He bent both knees, sitting crouched near the lover's feet.

"Honey, I beg you, I'm sorry about what happened in the cafeteria yesterday. I know you're angry because I insulted your best friend. I will make up for all my mistakes yesterday as long as you will forgive me." said the man earnestly in front of Zafira but in his heart he had a certain intention, both hands held Zafira's hands.

Zafira was speechless looking at the man crouching at his feet. When his eyes were looking at Ronald, the man returned the girl's gaze. Until the two stared at each other unblinkingly.

"Honey, I did it because I was jealous to see you with your best friend. I promise I won't repeat it again. I will not insult your friend again. I'm sorry honey..," said Ronald back while squeezing the pretty girl's delicate fingers.

Zafira was still silent to let Ronald continue squeezing his fingers without forbidding or refusing.

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