The Idol Angel
Eps 7's

Eps 7's

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I don't think college time will happen tomorrow. And for the past two weeks, Zia focused on her online shop business. Because Zia knew, she had not been able to find a part-time job before the six months she had settled here.

Yep... Zia still runs her online shop remotely. Distance is no barrier for him. Because he's just a dropshiper olshop subscription. Fortunately, the online shop application can be used here.

"Yes Rabb... Give your servant to live in this man's land. And ridhoi servants to study in this country. Give ease to the servant, Rabb. Protect the servant from evil, and close the servant with good. Take care and protect also women who have given birth to slaves. Aamiin ya Rabbal alamin." Zia ended her Fajr prayer.

After performing her services, Zia went straight to the kitchen to make her breakfast and lunch.

"What cooking is it?" Zia monologues herself.

"Emmm... Make fried rice. Rice last night in the rice cooker is also a lot. Enough for breakfast and lunch. Just got back from college, dropped by shopping." Zia did her job until it was done.

Finally, he took a shower and prepared to go to college.

Zia would rather take the bus than take the train. In consideration of cheaper costs.

Zia should be able to save and manage her finances for future needs. Because the cost of living here is higher than in Indonesia.

When heading to campus, the gazes that Zia got again from the people around her.

Just as the regeneration time ago, Zia did not bother with that gaze. Zia was confident that sooner or later they would accept Zia as part of them.

Zia continued walking down the corridor looking for her class this morning. Until he found it and went in looking for his seat.

Again Zia got that look again from some people. Until finally...

"Hey... Indonesian?" Asked a woman in glasses pointing towards him.

"Yes... I'm Indonesian." Answer Zia.

" Oh... Mercifully. I am also an Indonesian. Greetings, I'm Joana. From the field." Joanna introduced herself.

"I'm Zia, Zia Aulia, from Jakarta." Zia introduced herself.

"Scholarship?" Joana asked who was sitting next to Zia.

"Yes, scholarship." He answered with a friendly smile.

"Hem.... Indeed, most if in public universities, outside students get many scholarships. Just like me." Joana smiled showing her teeth, not forgetting the accent of the Medan's accent was not left behind.

"Do you live or stay in an apartment?" Joana asked again trying to get along.

"I spend more money." Zia Grin.

"Haha.... It is the same we. In order to save expenses. Don't tell me you brought supplies too?" Guess Joana.

"Kog know?" Zia was confused by this person beside her, was she a descendant of a shaman huh? Kog guesses are all right.

"Look... I did too." the answer was simple. "Friends?" Joana thrusts a hand at Zia.

"Friends..." Welcomed by Zia's hand.

Before long the lecturer came and immediately started the material until it was finished.

And this is where Zia and Joana are already in the campus garden. To eat the food they brought.

"Will it be fried rice?" Joana asked who answered a nod from Zia.

"If for rice, chili and onions you can still find here. But if soy sauce, where do you buy it?" Fashion journalist Joana on.

"I brought it from Indonesia. Because before I left, I bought my needs that I might not be able to meet here. I brought kitchen spices from Indonesia. Hehe..." Zia Bright.

"Gee... Great you are yes. Could be all your preparations." Joana salutes Zia's alertness.

"Hmmm... Anticipation it needs Jo." Zia started eating her stuff. "What are you carrying?" Now it's Zia's turn to be the kepo.

"It... Fried chicken flour, aka KFC ala Joana." Show it to Zia. "Take it if you want to try." He offered again to Zia.

"Thank you... But I can't eat country chicken. I have allergies." Resist delicate Zia.

"yeah... Allergic to chicken, but not allergic to eggs. How could?" This time Batak Joana's accent came out.

"I don't know either." Zia just shook her head.

He was also confused as to why it could be so. Allergic to chicken but not allergic to eggs. Weird right? Before he became a chicken, he must have been egg-shaped first.

"You want to try my fried rice?" Now Zia's changing to offer Joana.

"That was first. I see your supply is just a little bit. Where will you be full if I eat your food." Refuse Joana. Yes indeed, the supplies carried by Zia are not too much, just enough for one portion.

"Oh yeah, what are you majoring in Jo?" Zia wants to know more about her new friend.

"business management. I want to work in the office. That you?" Joanna asked back.

"I majored in IT. Because I love computers." Answer Zia.

"Hmmm.... Whatever our major may be we can be useful and successful scholars." Joana said with hope.

"Aami... Oh, Jo, where do you live?" He had been talking for a long time but did not know where his friend lived.

"Itaewon Area."

"Same dong..." Zia was happy that her friend was living in the same area as her.

"Wahh... Nice that. So if I need soy sauce for fried rice, I'm just running to your boarding house."

"He..ha..ha..." They laugh together.

After spending time and exchanging phone numbers, they finally disbanded to their respective classes. Because in this second hour the subjects they take are different.

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Zia decided to shop for kitchen needs for one week.

"Emmm.... Looks like it's enough for a week." Zia weighed - worried about the amount of groceries she had to buy.

After feeling enough, Zia headed straight for the cashier. And while turning, he accidentally hit a tall man in a hat and mask.

Bruck...

"Oh sorry sir, I didn't accidentally." Zia panicked, afraid that person would get angry.

It was seen that the item the man was carrying fell scattered to the floor.

Zia nimbly tried to collect the item and put it in the man's basket.

"It's mister. Again sorry." Zia offered the man's shopping cart.

Instantly the man regained his senses from his confusion, seeing the figure of the woman in front of him.

"Yes, it's okay, miss." Jae Su replied accepting his shopping cart.

Yes the man wearing the mask is Park Jae Su "Blue Ring".

"Are you in such a hurry, madam, that it makes you bump into the person in front of you?" Jae Su asked trying to steal time to be able to stare longer and be close to the woman who these few weeks filled her heart and mind.

"Ah... Yes sir. I have to hurry back home before sundown." Zia replied a little.

"Why?" Jae Su asked.

"Emm yeah I have to catch up on time so as not to be late for the magrib prayer." Zia gave her reason.

"Magrib prayer?" Kening Jae Su frowned at the two words, because he had never heard them.

Zia who understood the confusion of the man also explained back.

"Magrib prayer is one of worship for people who are Muslim masters." It gives a simple understanding.

Jae Su nodded at Zia's explanation. He wanted to find out more about what his wife meant.

The woman? Since when? Jae Su grimaced inwardly at his own thoughts.

"Please excuse me, sir. I'm going to be a cashier." Pamit Zia for not wanting to be there much longer.

"Ah yes, miss, please." Jae Su lets Zia go.

And without realizing it, Jae Su reflexively follows Zia's steps towards the cashier.

Jae Su was still looking at Zia who was behind him. For some reason, it was like there was a magnet pulling him right now to follow Zia.

Before long Zia turned around. And to her surprise, she was close behind him.

"Astaghfirullah...." Zia reflexes took a few steps back.

"Why miss?" Jae Su asked in surprise.

"You surprised me, sir." Zia murmur.

It turns out Jae Su instead enjoys the surprised mimic of Zia who is so adorable.

"You're too close to stand behind me, sir. And thankfully I didn't hit you and touch you." Zia grumbled at receiving Jae Su's response which was just a smile staring at her.

"Excuse me sir." Pamit Zia to the man in front of her.

"Yes please. And see you again another time." Jae Su lets Zia go.

Zia hurried away from the minimarket and headed to her boarding house.

Jae Su looked happy when he came out of the minimarket, and it did not escape the sight of the other four Blue Ring members.

"Why do you look so happy after Hyung's minimarket? Did you win the lottery there" Ryung who was curious to see Jae Su's happy face.

"I saw him again." The smile still spread wide on his lips.

"Who?" Ji-sung.

"The woman I told you about." Obviously Jae Su again.

They remembered who Jae Su meant.

"Ah... That head-covered woman?" Guess Tae Won quickly, replied a nod of the head by Jae Su.

"Gee... Why don't we see it from the car? We should have come in earlier." Yong Su regretted not going with his hyung and seeing the woman.

"He's gone. He said he was afraid of missing the magrib prayer time." Light Jae Su.

"Magrib prayer?" Ask them in unison.

"Hemmm, one of the worship of Muslims." Jae Su explained.

"So that woman is Muslim?" Ask Ji-Sung.

Jae Su only nodded in response.

No more questions came out of their mouths. Because they are busy with their own thoughts - each heard the word Islam that they just heard.

I don't know what they're thinking right now. Only they and God know.

Ji-Sung starts driving to their destination.

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