
Leon goes to a jewelry store with his parents. Arriving there, the three of them walked hand in hand into the shop.
Without them knowing, Fatim saw them. He just arrived at the store with his friend. Because her friend asked her to drop off looking for a nice piece of jewelry.
His friend immediately invited him in. Fatim nodded his head, a sign of agreement. Then excitedly, he swung his foot into the jewelry store as well. Somehow his heart felt good when he saw Leon and his family.
"Let's go there." his friend Fatim pointed at the window on the left, then took Fatim's hand and took him to the place in question.
Fatim wanted to say hello to Leon's family. With a heavy heart he finally followed the steps of his friend.
While accompanying her friend, Fatim occasionally turned to Leon. I hope the young man looks at her too. But don't look at it either.
"Ma, this is good, isn't it? Leon wants to give his best and best to his future wife, Leon." Leon showed his mother a diamond ring.
Fatim reflexively turned his head towards Leon, when the man called out the word 'wives'. I don't know why it made her heart hurt.
'Yesterday, I praised her as the savior of her life. But now...he really did have heart.' Inner Fatim furiously. To the extent that he clenched his hands when looking at Leon, who was smiling while weighing when buying jewelry.
"Fat, what's wrong with you?" his friend Fatim who could see the change in his face, surprised him. Fatim stuck his fingertips in front of his lips.
"Sstt... Don't call me by that name. Call Zahra first." asked Fatim in a very soft voice. To make his friend more astonished.
"Why is that?" his friend asked because he was curious. Especially when looking at Fatim who covered his face with a mask and sunglasses, so it is not easily recognized.
"What the hell are you doing, Fat?"
"Zahra." whispered Fatim once more quickly.
"I'm fine. Don't ask too many questions. You better make your choice soon. Buy a ring with blue eyes, or one with pink eyes. Because both are good. The motif isn't too rame, and it looks elegant." Fatim distracts his friend by offering him the jewelry he wanted.
Fatim's heart was pounding. Because there is no sign of Leon, or his friend who will first come out of the store.
Frankly, being in the store over time made Fatim's chest more crowded. He could not help his heart ache because he saw Leon buying jewelry for his future wife.
"Fats. Uh, Zahra, I mean. You sure you don't want to buy?" his friend closed his mouth realizing wrong call.
She has a lot of jewelry. It all came from his mother and grandmother who always bought him. But he never asked.
Luckily his friend had already made a choice on some jewelry, and now he was counting the total. After he finished paying, Fatim and his friend rushed out.
Because of lack of caution, Fatim actually hit Leon who wanted to pay.
"Sorrys. I didn't mean it." Leon expressed his apology.
Even though he knows if the one that hit is not himself. But there's nothing wrong with apologizing first.
Meanwhile, Fatim, just nodded his head, and did not make a single sound to reply to Leon's words.
He immediately took his friend's hand, and passed out.
Both of them threw their bodies in their seats. His friend Fatim, since then continuously pay attention to his movements that are different from usual.
"Finally.." muttered Fatim while breathing a sigh of relief. He inhaled a deep breath after removing his mask and sunglasses.
"Are you acting strangely like this, because it's true." chirped his friend, who made Fatim stiffen his seat. And follow the direction of his friend's index.
The index finger precisely caught the face of the Caucasian Caucasian very memorized. And now he was walking towards the car next to him.
"Bu-not. Let's drive the car immediately. Later we can be late to the hospital." his friend Fatim just chuckled at the expression of his friend.
"The hospital has your own family. Why fear late? In any case, the more you deny, the more I'm sure that you're the same Caucasian you're caring for there's something." her friend chuckled hard enough, which made Fatim throw a rough breath and pursed his lips.
"Basik you. Cannot be cooperated. Let's run the engine, or I'll drive." Fatim folded his hands while glaring towards his friend who also did not stop laughing.
I don't know what made his friend chuckle like that. Though the heart of Fatim is not okay because of hearing Leon's intentions earlier.
'Oh Allah, why is it so easy for men to use the word.' Inner Fatim complains.