My Love Is Just For You
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"Do you believe in telepathy? How do you know what I feel when I never tell you anything?"

"What do you want for your 33rd birthday present? Three days to go...," Tanya Juma on the sidelines of the busy Mohammed who must attend some important events today to replace his older brother who accompanied the father to take part in the Endurance class horse race in France. Contrary to Maktoum who really loves horses, Mohammed is less fond of him. Not that he cannot ride horses, but he prefers hobbies not less extreme, namely diving and hiking to be able to capture the beautiful scenery of the creation of the Almighty behind the lens of his camera.

"Come Uncle," Mohammed shrugged his shoulders. "Hope my lover give me a surprise come to Dubai maybe as my birthday gift."

"You're crazy!" Juma hit Mohammed's shoulder firmly. "Where is the story of such a thing! What you're supposed to do is if you're serious about your lover, you go to her parents' house!"

Mohammed laughed. His speech was taken seriously by Juma. At this time he has not been thought to approach Hind, the age of their relationship is still green, not even a year. He wants to know more about how deep the bond of relationship he has and make sure that his heart is only for the girl. Although he did not refuse also if Hind gave a pleasant surprise. It seems his mind has begun to fret because he has not had time to communicate with his girl today due to his crazy activities today.

He and Juma and his guards entered a coffee cafe in Dubai Mall. After almost a day he attended the event, he needed caffeine intake and sweetness of bread and cake to keep him aware of his logic.

Dubai's scorching summer has seen his family temporarily flee to London to escape the solar heat has ended, turning into winter. That means there is a high chance that thick white clouds will descend toward the skyscrapers there. Mohammed also had the idea to capture it in the form of a video and post it on his Hexagram account to be shown to Hind is a view of the country above the sky which became one of the icons of Dubai city. He took a picture of himself there a year ago before meeting Hind. But because now Hind has entered into the recesses of his heart, there is no harm if he also gave a special gift to the girl of his beloved nature. How could he know? It was obtained from photos of Hind's camera shots posted on his personal account special photography club followed by the girl. Apparently quite a lot of his shots were sold. His stalker soul really started infecting him as if a virus were finding a landlady to breed. How horrible! But he could not stop it because it was a pleasant opium for him. Fortunately, his actions until now are not realized by Hind. There is also a point in having a lover who is less sensitive.

After receiving his ordered coffee that had been finished concocted by the barista, he walked towards the corner of the room and sat there to enjoy the concentrated liquid passing through his throat.

TING!

A message entered the Direct Message of his Hexagram account that made Mohammed's lips smile wide like a parabolic curve and immediately opened it. Who else could make his lips smile wide if not his heart lover.

BRUSSHHHH!

The coffee liquid that Mohammed drank gushed out of his mouth as he read a message from Hind.

"Hey, what are you doing M?!" Shouted Juma stood up and cleaned his dirty chandelier exposed to coffee stains due to the work of Mohammed. "You want to be an ungodly niece by spitting your coffee out on this uncle of yours?!"

"I'm sorry Uncle Juma" Mohammed stood up from his seat in panic, feeling guilty for his lack of manners and calling one of his bodyguards. "Saeed, I'm asking you to help Uncle Juma change his chandelier! There's something I need to do right away!" Mohammed immediately ran out of the cafe and started dialing the phone number he had to call immediately.

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"Mbak Hind what's the plan for M's birthday?" Ask Nada. He placed a cup of hot tea with lemon slices on it in front of Hind. Tonight she stayed at her best friend's apartment because her husband and son were in her parents-in-law's place while she was on night shift duty.

"Thank you" Hind scrunched his forehead. "The year of M? Indeed when?"

The tone could only pat his forehead a sign of frustration. This is a friend he knows, right?! Why did this girl before him seem like a beginner in dating a man?! Is the trauma too heavy for such a trivial measure Hind to be insensitive?

"November 10th, another month, don't tell me Miss Hind doesn't know her age anymore?"

"This year he is 33 years old, as his lover do you not want to surprise something so for him?"

"Ummm..," Hind was silent for a moment while sipping Nada's homemade hot lemon tea. "So, don't have any ideas at all..."

"Yes Allah..," Again Nada just patted her forehead looking at Hind's response.

There was a ringtone sound coming from Hind's smartphone. The girl also stared at the name on her smartphone screen. Ermi, his cousin who has lived in Bombay for two years, married one of the citizens. What did he call? How tumben? Her cousin would not have called her if there were nothing important to discuss.

"Awhile Da, my cousin called," Hind got up from her seat and walked towards the balcony. "Hello Ermi..."

"Hello Hind my most beautiful cousin...," Ermi replied from a distant connection and only responded with Hind turning both his eyeballs lazy if his cousin had pressed the hot button that Hind had been avoiding was calling herself beautiful. Not that he did not thank the gift but instead he felt worried the more the word appeared, increasingly a sense of arrogance occupied him while he was always educated his parents who had Javanese blood for the valley of manah or humble.

"Tumben called? Is there anything important?"

"Yes, this is Hind..."

Tone watched Hind's movements that seemed busy pacing to the room and to the living room where he was now. The girl had her passport and credit card with her. Then again busy opening the website of an airline owned by a foreign country. He was still busy with talks via smartphone with his cousin while entering the data that needed to be filled in the columns provided by the airline.

Nada also knows, Hind always took himself once a year to travel abroad just to eliminate the tired routine of his life as a doctor, single, and only child as well. Like consoling yourself by opening up more insight out there. Even several times his best friend was a volunteer doctor in several conflict areas around the Asian Continent including remote areas in Indonesia. And he admitted that Hind's human spirit deserves a thumbs up. Maybe because he wanted to be together and share with many people and cover up his loneliness. I don't know, but this time it seems that the plan that was drawn up is completely out of logic.

"Okay, everything is done and just wait for my visa answer, hopefully there is no rejection" Hind continued before then turning off his communication with Ermi, his cousin from his mother's side. "Sip, I'll let you know if the visa is out and it's right to go there."

"See from earlier you look busy Ma'am, to bring a passport. Do you want to take time off and travel abroad as usual?"

"Yes," Hind nodded with a smile and whispered something to Tone.

"Hahahaha," Nada laughed faintly at the idea Hind had just spoken of. "You're really unexpected Ma'am, always fast motion!" And give an applause to Hind's unexpected plan.

"Hehehehe, may my plan be given ease and smoothness,”

"Aamiin, I pray for you..."

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