Mayra's Heart Note
Gus Hilal's

...~Happy Reading~...

“Assalamualaikum, Humaira ... “

A tall white and handsome man wearing a cocoa shirt and sarong and peci adorned his head. Now how right in front of Maira, the two bowed their heads without daring to look at each other.

Not far from where the two stand, Khalifa has since become his third person so as not to be disturbed by invisible creatures. The girl occasionally chuckles and steals glances to become a foreman in her sister and Gus Hilal's meeting.

“Walaikumsalam, Gus ... “

“Hilal only,”

Maira quickly shook her head, “Sorry, I didn't dare.”

“Why? Khalifa was also the same,” said the man named Hilal tried to familiarize himself with the girl he had admired for a long time.

“Khalifa calls you brother.” Errata Maira makes Hilal smile again.

Even though they are both in the same neighborhood. However, the two are not so close or familiar copy. Because Hilal himself, spent his school days in Jakarta and ended up in Cairo with Yusuf.

While Maira, he attended school in Bandung, and studied in Jogja. At most they will only meet during the feast, it is very rare.

Unlike Joseph who always came home once a year, Gus Hilal himself chose not to go home during college first. And more often it was his parents who visited him in Cairo.

After completing his lecture, Gus Hilal also did not go straight back to Indonesia. He chose to teach at one of the universities in Jakarta for the last two years.

That he did to wait for the right time to wait for Maira to finish her college. And now, when he found out that Maira's lecture was over, the man decided to return to the cottage and intended to preach Maira.

“So, how do you answer, Maira?” gus asked Hilal back on the main topic and his purpose invites Maira to meet.

At a time like this, Maira actually remembered the figure of the man she had loved for a long time. Argantara Nolan, the name of the man who always stopped in his mind and heart. Which actually makes his heart hesitate to accept the perfect man in front of him.

“Sorry Gus, can Gus give me a little more time to think?” maira asked as she squeezed her hands together and bit her lower lip to reduce the nervousness and doubt that was engulfing her heart and feelings.

Meanwhile, Gus Hilal who saw the doubt in Maira's heart, could only nod his resignation. He tries to honor the subtle rejection of Maira.

Yes, denial. Because if it is accepted, then Maira will certainly immediately agree. While this girl is still asking for time, when she has given a long time to think.

“Maira!” the baritone voice of a person instantly made the two of them look up and turn towards the source of the sound.

Not only did Gus Hilal and Maira turn their heads, but Khalifa who was focusing on her phone frowned as she looked at the figure of a man who was now getting closer to her brother.

“Arga? Why here?” maira asked looking in wonder at her best friend.

With a breath that was still hunting great, the man who was none other than Arga was getting closer to Maira.

Gus Hilal who saw the distance between Arga and Maira was getting closer, immediately pulled the end of the dress cloth belonging to Maira, trying to remind the girl to keep her distance from the man who is not her mahram.

Understanding the code given by Gus Hilal, Maira nodded her head while rewinding her steps.

“Help me!” said Arga arrived to make Maira's forehead increasingly shriveled in wonder.

...~To be continue ......

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...Hemm.... I guess, what would Arga do for help?...