Started In Paris
The seine 1

After the mosque, I immediately took a shower and then took a break. It felt like my body was so exhausted, I was lucky to go home to see Mr. Bill, so we went home together.

But I was a little relieved, after all this time I was in this country, this is the second time I heard the sound of the chanting of the holy verse of the Quran. Earlier when in the mosque the voice echoed throughout the mosque.

Very beautiful, very reconciling, so smooth into the heart, a heavy voice that belongs to who is able to make my heart melt. The chant of the letter of Al-Mulk that looked at my heart is so melodious, whether who is the owner of the voice, may Allah always give him blessings in the world and in the Hereafter.

I lay my body in the bed, it felt like this bed was very cold, again the cold air disturbed it. I drowned my body in a thick blanket, the fragrant aroma of this wisteria flower made the drowsiness come, because yesterday was just in the laundry.

My eyes are no longer able to wake up, I slowly enter the dream world.

****

"You said it's a day off, but why do you dress up like that?"

He smiled when his father asked such a question.

Today is the day when he will meet with his heart, although it feels buried very deep, but he does not want the relationship that can be said friends with Zulfa to be faded just like that because they rarely communicate.

He claimed himself that he had indeed fallen in love with the girl from Indonesia. The piety and elegance of the girl was able to steal a bit of his attention. He does not know whether the feelings he experienced will fade over time or even become more.

You could say today was the beginning of his closeness with the girl, although he knew that he would get answers that were not desired later on. But what's wrong with trying?

He will try to know her, know her personality, he knows that the girl from the land of a thousand temples is not easily broken heart, then he will seek pleasure from his Lord to get the heart of the girl.

As if he knew the answer he was about to hear, the old man put on a cheerful face. As if to signal he supports what his son will do.

After Reynard left, he called Zulfa this morning. He and Zulfa will be going somewhere this afternoon, as agreed they will meet in front of Zulfa's apartment.

From that heartbeat irregular, soon he will meet the girl who has stolen his heart. The smile that had never slackened before still adorned his face.

****

"I'm sorry brother.if today I don't go to the exam I will definitely accompany my sister.Maybe next time I'll have time" he assured me.

I smiled, "no papa really. You are just studying hard!" I said.

That was the conversation that happened between me and Vani this morning, he couldn't accompany me because the exam lessons would start regularly from today, from day to night, he said, the clock is solid.

I leaned against the light pole on the side of the road in front of my apartment. Waiting for someone to come out with me today. I don't know what the future will be like, I also don't know what later I will talk to him, I seem resigned to the situation.

I let out a long breath, both palms of my hands have been in my coat pocket since then, the air was very cold today, so I wore a scarf as well which I hooked around my neck.

"Bonjour!"

Someone greeted me. Immediately I turned my head to the source of the sound. The warm-sounding greeting using French was very polite to enter my tenling.

I found a man I knew very well, he came with his rare smile, to me. I stood up straight, greeted him again. I don't know why, Reynard I think is different from other men, I don't know why.

I nodded at his question. We then walked along the road. As usual the awkward atmosphere hit, I wanted to start talking, but I didn't know what to talk about. I wish there was something that could save me from this.

Along the way either way, there was only the sound of the roar of the vehicle and a short chatter of some people who passed by us.

I gasped when my leg accidentally stumbled onto something that almost knocked me down. Spontaneously Reynard turned his head towards me, his hand coming out of his jacket pocket, probably intending to help me.

"Are you okay?" Ask me who still controls the heart in surprise. Maybe I don't focus when I walk, my eyes are ahead, but I don't know the direction of my own mind.

"Yes, I'm okay" I said.

He didn't say anything else. Once again the silence struck, finally by gathering courage I began to start the conversation.

"Where are we going?" Ask her.

"Which place do you want to go?" Ask back.

Me?

"There really isn't"

He was silent for a moment, took his hands out of his jacket pocket and swiped them and blew them away, then put them in his jacket pocket again.

"Actually I want to take you to a place that I think is beautiful" he said.

"Where's that?"

"Follow it, the place is not far from here" he said with a smile.

I speechlessly nodded my head in agreement with his invitation.

I follow his footsteps, I don't know where to take him. A little fear of something arises, because this is not in my own country, let alone me and Reynard have just known, but my mind was immediately I tepis, trying to positive thinking.

After a few minutes of walking we finally got to a place. The place is not quiet, but the view is amazing, I was stunned by the beauty. Masayallah.

This is the Seine river. A place I've been to but only this time I set foot here. No reeds kepalang turns out this river is very amazing, although not so interior but can spoil the eyes, especially if seen in the afternoon like this.

The Seine River is a major river in northwestern France. This river is one of the commercial water traffic routes and also a tourist destination, especially the part located in Paris.

The river divides the city of Paris into two parts which in French are called by the term la rive droite "right edge" and la rive gauche "left edge". The right bank is North Paris and the left bank is South Paris. Northern Paris is more prosperous than Southern Paris.

I stood daydreaming in my position, staring straight ahead. I didn't realize that Reynard had tried to call me, he had also waved his hand at me, but I was exposed to the Seine River, I didn't know what to do.

Until the second that I woke up from my daydream, I saw Reynard chuckling to himself, maybe he was laughing because of me. I felt my cheeks heat up like a boiled crab.