True Love Never Ends
Part 12's
"Layangan dgga can, torn clothes, almost freefall from the top of the tree" Nasha grumbled as she walked home "But can hero" muttered her then with a smile. What's more considering how Azhar held her hand earlier and they calmed each other down. Nasha smelled the scent of Azhar left in her hands, and somehow it made her heart shiver.
Unlike his thing with Azhar, the man's entire body trembled, even his legs felt limp to step every time remembering how Nasha held her hand so tightly, even if she held him, Azhar even seemed to still be able to feel Nasha's tiny hand in her hand.
Azhar immediately took ablution and then prayed sunnah to calm the surge in his chest that Azhar first felt.
A strange tempest that ravaged Azhar's heart and messed with her mind, so torturous yet beautiful. His heart was pounding incoherently and his heart was as if thrashing.
After the prayer, Azhar was shocked by the ringing of her mobile phone which turned her mother back in contact with her.
"Assalamualaikum, Ummi" Azhar said after answering her mother's call and she loaded her mother's call speaker
"Greetings waalaikum, Azhar. When are you coming home?" the sound of her mother's calm somehow made Azhar's heart a little calm.
"So soon, what's up?" ask Azhar.
"What's wrong, only almost two weeks you're there" Azhar cengengesan heard the mother's words. He didn't even feel like he was in this beautiful village for nearly two weeks.
"Yes, Azhar will be home soon. Azhar rarely comes here, so Azhar wants to enjoy the first time"
"Yes, Ummi understand. Do you miss Ummi and Abi?"
"Such a surprise, Ummi." replied Azhar and at that moment he saw his old-fashioned cell phone flashing. Azhar immediately took it and opened the message that turned out to be from Nasha.
^^^Nasha^
^^^"That's already nolongin, sorry also ngerepotin. Tomorrow I'm turning your turban back"^^^
Like a plant in a barren field and getting drizzled after all this time, that's Azhar's feeling now. Why did his lips smile, or who sent the message?
Even Azhar unconsciously ignored her mother who was still talking across the phone.
Azhar wanted to reply to the message but she did not know what to say. On the one hand he felt a strange turbulent feeling, but on the other hand he was also afraid to go beyond the limits if he kept close to Nasha.
"Azhar.." Ummi's shout across the phone returned Azhar's consciousness "You're hearing Ummi in no way?"
"Eh iyy.iya, Ummi yes... Abi how are you, healthy right?" ask Azhar gelagapan.
"Oh my God, this child... From earlier Ummi told me that Abi was sick again, his blood pressure was high" grumbled the mother who made Azhar grimace and also worried about the state of her father "You're doing this anyway?"
"Why not to do it, Ummi. This was just the prayer... "
"Sholate? Clock this?" ask the mother "Why? Any more problems? Or again feeling scared? Scared why?" his Ummi whistle that makes Azhar even back nervous. Since childhood, her mother was already very memorized with her son. If Azhar prays at a time that is not for obligatory prayers or sunnah. Then it means that something happened to Azhar, especially to her heart and mind.
"Yes, Ummi. Just want to pray aja earlier" replied Azhar lirih and he remembered Nasha again. His old-school phone blinked again, Nasha sent a message back
^^^Nasha^
^^^"Do you answer? Are you angry because I took nicotine? Yes don't mistake me, I just want to help the boy to take a kite"^^
Azhar could only chuckle at the message and it turned out that her mother still heard it.
"You why the hell? Just shut up, now laugh. Don't tell me you're chatting an equal chick"
"Well, right... From the tone of his speech was already guessed, understand now Ummi why you feel at home there"
"It's not so, Ummi..."
"Pretty take the girl home, Ummi same Abi want to know"
"How about? What did the Doctor say? Don't give me coffee first, Ummi" said Azhar trying to divert the conversation.
"Ummi knows how to take care of her husband, so quickly bring the girl. Let Ummi teach you how to take care of a good partner..."
"Ummi, what couple? Reluctant to exist" elak Azhar and now his old-fashioned phone is even ringing and emblazoned Nasha's name on the small screen. Azhar was about to reject it but the button didn't work. And instead accidentally Azhar answered him and pressed the speaker button because he felt gerogi. Where Nasha's voice immediately sounded loud.
"Azhar... Why text me not in reply?" ask Nasha.
"Sms?" her mother's voice was heard from another phone that was also on speaker. Azhar turned off her old cell phone.
"Yes, Ummi... Em was that..."
"Oh so you text a woman, Astagfirullah. Be careful, son" said the mother who made Azhar back in a whiny.
"Friend only, Ummi. I helped him" Azhar replied, hoping his mother didn't think like that.
"Oh that, there's just. Today is still sms an, indeed in the village without a smartphone? I think now the smartphone is where it is" said the mother who made Azhar laugh. He believes his mother must have thought the girl Azhar meant was a country girl..
"Ummi, he's not.... Hola... Hello, Ummi" Azhar checked her phone and it turns out that the call was cut off because Azhar's phone was dead.
Azhar sighed heavily and thought she should buy a new phone, because her phone is having trouble with her battery.
Azhar also called her mother back from her old cell phone, but twice on the phone was not picked up. Then there's a message coming in, Azhar thinks it's from Nasha. But it turns out from his mother who said that his store was crowded.
.........
Nasha pouted, even her cheeks were already bloated like balloons. His nose was flushed and flowers were deflated, his cell phone was lying on the bed after he threw it.
His heart ached when he heard the voice of the woman who was talking to Azhar, deserved Azhar did not reply to her message. Even the phone was disconnected.
"Basic, all men are the same" Nasha said annoyed.
"Women are always like that, new in the little fuss. Surely all men get hit" said Elin while chuckling who had been watching Nasha since.
Though just a moment ago Nasha looked very happy, like a man who was kasmaran. He even smiled like a madman, his eyes emitting a different light.
And now, the light is gone. The smile was gone and replaced with a frown and a sense of disappointment.
"You go, Neng. Once upon a time Ustadz Azhar already has, not a mate only time" entertain Elin.
"Maybe" muttered Nasha annoyed.
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Tbc...