The Destiny of Love You Choose
Chapters 197. Making Approach.
Zayyan frowned confusedly as he saw a woman he did not know calling his name. "Who's dad?" He asked in a cool pretentious style, but looked around the woman was very beautiful and fashionable at all.
"Well, we haven't seen each other in a long time, be advised that you don't remember your sister" the woman said with a friendly smile.
Zayyan was trying to dig into his memories to find out who exactly the woman before him was right now. However, the result is nil. He doesn't remember at all. Can't it be one of her ex-boyfriends?
"No, none of my ex-boyfriends has a face as pretty as hers. Is it possible they had plastic surgery?" Zayyan Mumbled.
The woman chuckled when she heard Zayyan mutter. It turned out that long ago the man had not changed, remained cute and adorable. Very different from her brother.
"I'm Zea, your sister's college friend," Zea said.
Zayyan immediately nodded his head upon hearing Zea's words. "Well, I got to pangling. Big sister is so pretty." He spoke honestly. Not that Zea was not beautiful, but now the appearance of the woman has changed greatly.
"Thank you, Zayyan. You're getting good-looking, too, so it's been a while, haven't we met?" sahut Zea was friendly.
"Right, we haven't seen each other in a long time. That's why I don't recognize Brother" Zayyan replied. After all, she had only met Zea once when she joined her brother to college, which is why she doesn't remember at all.
"Duh, sorry well Zay, lama," exclaimed a man who was a friend of Zayyan. He then glanced at the woman who was in front of the man, and quickly nudged Zayyan's arm. "Who is he, your girlfriend?"
"Don't be so reckless!" zayyan rebutted while stepping on his friend's foot making the man squeal in pain. "This brother is Zafran's friend." He then told.
The man named Clayton seemed to nod his head. Then he reached out his hand before the woman.
"My name is Clay, I'm a friend of Zayyan's" Clay said kindly.
"Not much!" zayyan with sewot.
Clay poked his lips when he heard Zayyan's words, while Zea received a friendly helping hand.
"How about I buy you guys a meal? You guys just got back to school, right?" bring Zea.
Zayyan was speechless at Zea's invitation, while Clay nodded his head immediately. When else could he eat with such a beautiful woman? It's been treated again, it's a perfect life.
"Alright, but I can't take long, brother," Zayyan said after thinking of Zea's invitation properly and correctly.
Zea was pleased that Zayyan was willing to accept his invitation. Then he took them to one of the restaurants not far from their place, all wanting to familiarize themselves.
Arriving at the restaurant, Zayyan immediately sent a message to the mother that she would come home late because she ate first with a friend. He wouldn't worry his mother if she didn't tell him.
"How are your parents, Zay? They're okay, right?" ask Zea.
Zayyan nodded his head while putting the flat object back in the bag after the message had been read by the mother.
"They're good. Did you meet Brother Zafran?" ask Zayyan.
"It has. We met at a friend's party" Zea replied. "Can I go to your house, Zay? I want to greet your parents directly." He asked doubtfully.
"Of course we can, our house is open to anyone" Zayyan replied.
Zea was happy. He had never been to Zafran's house, but he had met the two parents several times and wanted to greet them again after a long time.
Not long after, came the waiter to serve food. Then they ate it while chatting ria, of course the contents of the chat about Zafran because Zea was trying to find out the daily life of the man from Zayyan. He even invited Zayyan to take a photo together.
When he finished, Zayyan went home before nightfall. Moreover, he still had to drive his friend and did not want to go home too late.
Sayup-sayup Hana heard the voice of Via who was singing a song. Looks like the woman is singing an Arabic song because it is very foreign to her ears.
"Why are you daydreaming, Hana?"
Hana was shocked when she heard Jena's voice making the woman laugh. "Bi-bibik surprised me." He rubbed his chest that was pounding fast.
Jena shook her head while laughing softly. "Eat him don't daydream." Reprovedly.
Hana smiled as she looked towards the exit. "I'm not daydreaming, Bik. I was listening to aunty Via's singing. Her voice was so beautiful, my chest was pounding." Evidently.
"The lady is not singing, but teaching" Jena said.
Hana frowned confusedly when she heard Jena's words. "Me-study? What'sthat?" He doesn't understand at all.
Jena smiled and then invited Hana to come out of the kitchen to the family room so that she could more clearly hear the voice of her employer.
Hana felt shocked when she heard Zafran's voice as well. Means not only Via who teaches, but Zafran and Vano also teach along with Via.
"Examining it is the same as reading their religious book, Hana. The book is called the Qur'an, I am also very happy to hear it" Jena explained.
Hana nodded in understanding. He then listened to their voices so fervently that it made his chest thump, it was really only the first time he had listened to such a beautiful and heart touching voice like this.
Not long after, Zayyan returned home in a hurry to make Hana and Jena who were still in the family room terjankar shocked. They immediately stood up to see the arrival of the man, while Zayyan only smiled as he ran up the stairs.
Every Friday night like this, Via and all his family will indeed read the Qur'an together. All send do'a to all the families who have returned to the bosom of God.
Not that only Friday nights are taught. If it is an ordinary night, then they will climb in their respective rooms, but specifically Friday night they will teach together.
The curious Hana approached the prayer room where Via and the others were. Fearfully, Hana peered from the end of the room until Zafran was holding the Qur'an.
Hana was stunned at Zafran's current appearance. The man's face looks radiant when wearing Muslim clothes with a sarong wrapped around his waist, not to forget Zafran also wears a peci make his aura more radiant.
"He, he's so handsome," Hana murmured as she rubbed her heavily rustled chest. His heart was also pounding irregularly like it wanted to jump out of the chest cavity.
The sound of the holy verse of the Qur'an was in Hana's mind, making her body tremble, so she wanted to join them to see what was being read.
Zayyan, who had finished bathing and was preparing at the speed of light, rushed to the prayer hall to join his family. However, her steps came to a halt when she saw Hana standing in front of the prayer hall.
"Will you come in?"
Hana gasped in shock upon hearing Zayyan's voice, as did Via and the others until they stopped reading the Qur'an and looked back.
"Hana?"
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Tbc.