Just Created For Me
THU*56

Zara drove her car slowly.

To the grave of the mother he did before noon because of the erratic weather makes him have to use the time as best as possible.

This time Zara visited her own tomb, not with the Goddess because she works the morning shift.

After parking the car, Zara stepped into the tomb not far from the big mosque.

His gaze was straight towards the tomb gate, standing the figure that once filled his day.

A well-built man with a handsome face, leaning on one side of the gate.

Her face was smiling sweetly with a bouquet of pretty flowers in her hands.

Revan was already memorized if every Friday Zara always went to the tomb.

When the two were still together, Revan often took the time to accompany Zara.

Revan smiled happily, finally he managed to meet the girl who was still enthroned in his heart.

The existence of Andra who is always at his side makes Revan unable to freely meet Zara.

Andra seemed to not give a gap to other men who tried to get close to Zara.

"How are you Ra"

"Ehm good"

"I'm sorry I didn't let you come here" Revan said softly.

Of course Zara could not resist the kindness of Revan who had been willing to spend his busy time to send do'a at his mother's grave.

"It's okay as long as it doesn't interfere with your activities" Zara didn't want to linger with Revan who was still so expecting him back.

After praying and letting out his heart, Zara stood up to go back to the apartment.

The pilgrims who want to pray Friday have started to arrive.

Some men who know the figure of Zara did not stay silent.

They captured the two who had just come out of the tomb area with their cellphone cameras.

Whispers could be heard by Zara make it feel uncomfortable and accelerate his steps towards the car.

But unlike Revan who remains relaxed to his car.

Zara turned to Revan for a moment through the open windshield of her car.

"I first, thank you for the time" he said, nodding as he drove his car outside the mosque area.

Revan stared at the departure of the girl who always shook his heart, at this time let it be like this, seeing her in good condition had made Revan relieved.

He'll get Zara back in as gentle a way as possible.

The spirit that had been lost is now rekindled when the truth is finally revealed, the love of Zara and Andra is just a drama.

Elsewhere, at a famous restaurant, Andra's eyes were rounded with a fiery red glint.

One of Zara's fans sent her a photo together with her ex.

"The smell of CLBK."

A short sentence in the comment column that now made his chest rumble.

"Their pieee-cieee is indeed compatible" the first comment made Andra squeeze her hand.

"Did they turn it back?"

"Well glad to see they're finally together again" her handbook is now turning white.

"Ah I agree brother Zara same couple who wear denim jacket was tuuuh"

"Ah usually if the body is good, his face must be fit-fitting."

I want it to feel Andra Samperin is the one who said that his face fit.

Andra wanted the same friends who had lemes' mouth, the angels Raqib and Atid.

Andra cursed his negligence that forgets today is Zara's schedule to go to the tomb.

Sialaaan....

Andra rattled her hair in annoyance.

"Den want to eat?" greet one of the employees who had seen Andra's attitude.

Andra looked at the employee strangely.

"Tumben you nawarin I eat." Andra answered in a full throbbing tone.

Andra glared at the employee who spoke honestly but so hurt her heart.

"Eating den, do not biarin non Zara themselves, noh see mejeng aja already in samber same ex, where many who mendo'a will they reverse again, but calm den, den, I agree non Zara same den Joy, anyway I'm in the front row for you guys" the last sentence that is able to make Andra singleness smile.

The employee went back to the restaurant kitchen because the offer to eat with Andra was just the base.

Andra went back to her laptop, uh to her phone screen.

Revan and Zara do look harmonious, tall body strapping with a handsome face is very suitable in juxtaposition with Zara.

"Haiissss" Andra cursed herself who now grew envy in her heart.

Am I not brave enough to be Zara's partner, if my body is less strong than the man.

Andra walked towards the glass sink next to the bathroom.

He washed his face with water and looked at it intensely.

On the stroke of both cheeks, the top of his nose did not escape in the elus.

I'm pretty handsome, my cheeks are smooth, my jaw is firm and my nose is pretty sharp.

Andra always remembers, I don't know how many people say that her eyelashes are so beautiful and pliable that even women lose their eyelashes.

Haiiisss, do my eyes look like girls, Andra's inward.

What I need to cut my eyelashes, so as to be as short as others, many times Andra blinked her eyes.

At the same time the employee who had volunteered as his supporter passed by.

"H wait, you.yeah I called you." Andra called lirih.

The man's employee pointed at his own chest, and Andra nodded.

"Den introduced my name Wanto, so from now on den Joy can call the servant Wanto."

Andra.

"Where did it come from?"

"The sunda den."

"Lha napa the name elu Wanto, usually the name that ends hurup O comes from the central region."

"Betul den, my father's lake and mother of garut."

"Well, how is there blood from Central Java?"

"Ehm from his grandmother my grandmother my mother den."

Andra mangut-mangut understand.

"Sorry den, I went to the kitchen first yes, in front of many more visitors."

"Eh wait a minute, I there need to be the same you To."

Wanto stopped because Andra followed his steps.

"What's the matter?"

"Gue pinjem scissors, isn't there in the kitchen?"

"Astaghfirullahaladzim den, consciously istighfar den, remember den suicide is a big sin den."

Wanto's long, loud sentences distract some employees.

"Ish basic semprul, who says I killed myself, nice face handsome, original bachelor suicidal, honey my weapons have never been used in" andra said while smothering the mouth of his employees and pulling into the corner of the room.

Wanto closed his mouth with his own two hands, fearing that his mouth would fall apart again.

"Then are the scissors for naon or den?"

Andra looked around fearing that her conversation might sound like someone else.

"Gue wants my eyelash scissors." Andra replied in a whisper.

"Would you like a feather gun scissors?"

Platyakk.

"Auuhhhh is sick den" Wanto rubbed his head that got a centile from Andra's index finger.

"Lu mouth don't origin blur ya To, have never been menggerasain jam jalapeno lu yak?" this time Andra me noyor Wanto.

"Gue wants my eyelash scissors, said my eyelashes guy like a girl, too flickering, I want a mighty not plumpy plump."