The Shadow of First Love
chapter 11
...◦•●◉✿ 𝙎𝙚𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙖𝙩 𝙈𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙖 ✿◉●•◦...
In country I
Zavania tried to start her life again for the sake of her two parents she did not want to disappoint them
Zavania decided to continue college with her best friend who else if not a cicilia.
Zavania had never contacted Aldiyan again either he might be tired of waiting but from the inside he was still expecting Aldiyan
He had tried to ask his friends but they all did not know the news of Aldiyan at all like being swallowed by the earth.
he had also come to his cafe but his employees said Aldian never came there.
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zavania who was walking towards her class arrived at the hit by someone who was busy playing her mobile phone to cause the zavania book to be scattered.
"Brughhh"
"I'm sorry I didn't accidentally he said while helping pick up the scattered books
"hmmm" that's all that comes out of zavania's mouth while picking up her book
"know me Raffa" he said, extending a hand
but Zavania only looked at him for a glimpse and then passed away without saying a word
Zavania girl who used to be cheerful, chatty a lot of talk is now a quiet girl, indifferent, irritable talk especially to guys.
he changed after Aldiyan's departure
"beautiful" the guy muttered that he even held his chest that was beating so fast as he stared at the face of zavania,
a feeling he had never felt before
"just this time there are girls who are so indifferent to me when they usually look face to the cave" he said while looking at the back of the girl who was getting away
"is this what we call first-view love?" he smiled at himself
DAVIN RAFFASYA GENERAWAN super handsome guy and the youngest businessman who is a lot in the gandrungi chick
except AURELIA ZAVANIA.
"Gue must know it's a girl, it's good to be my cuekin" grumbled Raffa
"Good I forgot!" raffa said then ran
Raffa got a phone call from his mom to pick him up at the airport.
"Rafaaa basic yaaaa naughty child, mama until tired waiting for you" mama rita while pulling the ears of the child
although Rafasya is an adult, Rita still considers him a child while the Raffa he is so spoiled when he is at home,
it is very different at the time in the office because at the time of work he will be very firm.
"Aawww hurt mah later if there is a beautiful girl passing even in the ketawain again want to put where the face of this super handsome mama's child" grumbled while rubbing her red ears
"Basar ya instead of apologizing for being late even grumbling" said mama Rita then entered the car
"yes I'm sorry my mama loves emuach" said Raffa while kissing a glimpse of his mother's cheek Raffa will not be ashamed to kiss the mother as long as no one sees her.
"mama know no, Raffa just this time found a girl who was invited by acquaintances did not want to even see even just a glance, he did not know if he was the only woman Raffa had acquaintance with, he did not know, usually it's the girl who asked for acquaintance first" he chatted in the car
"hahhahaaaa finally there are also those who do not like you" Rita's laughter teased the child
although Raffa is very close to his mother and is not shy to tell his mother but Raffa is also often prank to his mother
sometimes Rita nagged because of the fad her son gave the number of the mother to the girl who asked for the number Raffa, until Rita had to change the phone number, and every day so many packages come for his son from his loyal fans
"iihhh mama, notya sad to see her son in cuekin chick" murmured Raffa
"try to know your mother later mama love the gift of the child because she is the only girl who is not captivated by you"
"boro Boro knows mama, just ask the name I was even in the stay ". he said slowly because he was afraid in the palace again
Until the night Rafa still imagined the face of the girl he did not know her name.
he is determined to keep trying to get the girl any way even though he has to go to campus every day to look for her
Raffa is no longer a student at that campus he was there because he met his best friend.
raffa is so smart that she can finish her studies faster.
