Getting Married Due to Misunderstanding
17. Meet Crush
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...Meet Crush...
Soekarno-Hatta Airport, Tangerang-Banten.
As I requested earlier this afternoon, Azura, Raffasya, Hafizha, and Devon drove me all the way to the airport. It's really good of them. The soul of caring for the closest person does need to be shaded two thumbs.
"Dev, Raff, please take care of this spoiled little guy!" I said to Devon and Raffasya. Devon nodded in agreement while pointing two thumbs at me.
"Not so self-conscious, even though you are the youngest among us, especially your face is also very supportive of the youngest among us. Yes, even if it's just a few months to doang anyway." Azura said not accepting with my words.
"Yaudah, don't bend it in the face! Yaudah Fizha, Devon, Azura, Raffa, I say yes?" I said to wave my left hand at them. Azura this is too physical touch for me to be physically disturbed. He hugged me tightly.
"Hurry home! Don't forget to bring it. If you can bring one anabul dong! You see cats from Turkey are cute." Azura the cat lover said. I don't like cats very much. But not hate either. It's just that I'm often alert and mentally prepared when a cat approaches me.
"Alisha is afraid of cats, how does the story tell you to bring anabul? Some cats from Turkey can't be brought as souvenirs, Ra." Devon said speaking up. Devon is a playboy, but he's surprisingly good at keeping our friendship very well. Even when the four of us were, I, Azura, Hafizha and Shabiya liked someone immediately to find out who the guy was being liked. He said not to choose people.
How strange. He's the one who hurt a lot of women's feelings out there. But he himself was so closely guarding us, that he didn't want bad attitude men to hurt us. I live in a crocodile environment that is sometimes chameleon-like. So I know the ins and outs of men well when they're approaching me. I am also a person who does not easily carry feelings to the opposite sex.
"You go to the car first! I will be followed. I'd like to talk to Alisha for a second." Said Raffasya putting on a serious face. After that, the three of them returned to the car. And leave us both.
"What's up, Raff?" my many.
"My parents want to confirm your answer Al, do you really want to refuse our matchmaking? Don't you want a chance once?" asked Raffasya still discussing about arranged marriage. I think that topic is over from this afternoon. It seems to continue until now.
"Raff, I'm sorry. I can't. Friendship based on love is usually not always lasting. If the relationship is broken, then our friendship is also broken. Not a few people also hate each other because of the breakup of a relationship. At first it was fine."
"Alright, I can't imagine what my parents want either. I'm sorry, because there's been too much of a nudge for this. Again I'm sorry!" said. I'm nodding.
"I'm also sorry because my answer is not what your family wants. Again I'm sorry." I said. After that we split up. I pulled the suitcase right. I wear white jeans and a deep black outer abaya. People always think I don't change clothes. I wear black clothes almost every day. I only have colors other than black to count with my fingers. I also wear a scarf, which I can later use for hijab when prayer time comes. I deliberately wear an outer abaya full of buttons that later I can pray on the plane easily.
Why do I even think, if Raffasya accepts our parents' arranged marriage is not forced. Unless he likes me. But if he really likes me, when? Why am I not sensitive at all. When I entered the check-in stage my mind was speaking. After I finished walking, I accidentally hit a man wearing a white hat, with a mocca bomber jacket outfit and black jeans. I was trying to remember who this man in front of me was that I accidentally hit.
"Deva?" I remember who the man standing in front of me was. My lips are smiling thinly. Somehow I expressed my feelings at this moment, which I definitely felt very happy to meet him. Until my heart beats hard enough.
"Hi Alesha, how are you?" sweep it in a friendly manner. My smile instantly vanished when she thought that I was Alesha. My face and Alesha are very different.
"I'm Alisha, not Alesha." I said to correct his words.
"Oh Alisha? Sorry, I thought you were Alesha." Said. After that it was completely silent. We continued walking to the plane remembering the plane was about to depart.
Coincidentally—one word that describes something that is going on right now. Even if it happens to be fun, but I'm not sure if this happiness will last long.
Four years is not a short time. Four years we never met after Junior High. And now all of a sudden I just happened to meet Deva. Coincidentally not getting there, I sat next to him. A man who managed to make me fall in love and harbored such deep feelings until now. A feeling that never lessens.
I was really awkward when Deva asked me to talk. As long as we knew, we never talked much, except when there was a need. He's still like old times, friendly, nice to everyone. The difference is now that Deva's face is overgrown with fine hair on her cheeks and chin, making her look even more masculine. Last time we were Junior High my body was very fertile and very different from now.
The most interesting fact is, Deva didn't know I liked her for a long time. And it's interesting if this feeling keeps me quiet. Because I don't know if Deva already has a partner or not. Because for as long as I know from following her instagram, she never once posted her partner. Maybe Deva's a very private person just like me. Deva sat next to me. The awkward feeling began to be high, fortunately Deva was a friendly person who could melt the atmosphere. I have been very quiet since then, but I am still very quiet. I talk more to people who I consider very close and sincerely consider me as their closest person. He smiled knot.
"How are you?" my many.
"Thank God, I barely know you. I think you're Alesha. It was his twin brother. How are you doing yourself?." Said.
"Thank God be good," my heart really doesn't know itself. I'm afraid that Deva will hear my heartbeat. Because it really sounded once by my ears. My hands are sweating cold. I tried so hard to hide my heated face, I'm not sure if it wasn't flushed. Because every time my face is hot it will definitely be red considering my skin is a bright yellow face.
"Oh yeah Alisha, said Alesha's new fiancee huh?"
"Right, it's only been a few weeks."
"Do you want to hurry up too?" his tanyanya makes me can only shake resignedly. The same fiance who tried? I just don't have a fiancee yet.
"There is no thought for fiancee or getting married quickly anyway. Are you your own fiance?" askaku.
"not yet. Do you want to go to Turkey for an event or not?"
"Yes, I left for Turkey because of a horse race. What event do you have yourself?" my many. It's really hard to be a pleasant-natured person or a person who wants to know other people. Only Deva managed to make me like this.
"You're picking up Sanaya. He's a spoiled son. Anything must be accompanied. He is more mature than me." Evidently.
"Maybe because she's a girl, she needs a figure to take care of her. Is Brother Sanaya married?"
"No, she was engaged yesterday. I guess it wasn't long before Alesha got engaged." Evidently. I nodded in understanding. After that, silence returned. I'm out of topics. After that I accidentally wear sunglasses, then I close my eyes trying to sleep. Usually when I'm tired I fall asleep easily.
But now it's hard, because there's a Deva?
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...To be continued...
...Alisha quiet Al, long journey. Your heart may be getting more marathon if you panic. ...
...Alisha who rarely panananikan, once met the crush directly can not nenangin himself. ...
...If there is an error please comment yes, either EYD/PUEBI or typo . thank you...
