In the Name of a Mate
Chapter 4: Qais

Going home from school, Layla did not expect that the police officer's uniform was complete with a whistle in his mouth, being on guard at the crossroads he usually passed. The girl cursed because she forgot to bring a helmet, she hurried to leave earlier because she had fallen asleep after dawn prayers. If his father knew he had forgotten to bring a helmet, he was scolded

"Nes, there's a cop in front" not to forget he told Nessi because of course his best friend was not carrying a helmet

"If so I go through this alley, then immediately connect behind my house" Nessi pointed to a small alley on the left side of the road

"You go straight on La, there will be a sakura alley named there, you enter straight do not turn around, you will arrive at the highway deket Bramadja hospital" Layla who does not know the direction of the alley here just nods to follow the direction of Nessi. He turned around with the other students for various reasons, whether not to use a helmet, a dead vehicle flat, and many other reasons. He just hopes the police don't go after them

The alley may only be one and a half meters wide, only fit for two vehicles that even had to be extra careful, Layla recalled Nessi's words earlier, straight on, straight on, until when he saw the highway at the end there he could speed up the speed of his vehicle. The unexpected happened, a moge without a cue went straight into the alley, Layla tried to pull over but late, the collision in the narrow alley could not be avoided anymore

"Ouch"

The man immediately opened the full-face helmet that covered his face, looking at the woman in the ash-white uniform he had just hit

"Sorry" the man reached out his hand, but not reciprocated by Layla, he stood alone and cleaned his slightly dirty gray skirt

"Other times be careful, you can't take the bike slowly, at least the horn is nothing" he said annoyed

"You also why not horn" replied the man

"I was about to push, suddenly my brother's motor came in"

"Judah I take responsibility, let me take it to the hospital" the man replied

Layla looks at the appearance of men in front of her, leather jackets, black pants, chain belts and not to forget the mogenya who is still falling, she thinks for what men like this through a narrow alley?

"No need I'm okay" she replied, hot day, avoiding the police, now even a collision with a foreign man, Layla was not in the end thought of what happened to her now

"But I'm okay" Layla raised her eyebrows next to the man's words, when the one who fell was her, why was that man hurt?

"Don't tell me, sister's okay"

"This is wounded" the man pointed to his chest

"Isn't you brother? Brother did not fall just now though" Layla just annoyed to see the look of the man who felt hurt

"My heart is gone" Layla so shudder to hear it, she thought the man in front of her at this time was out of his mind

"Certainly? If you go to the hospital, ask a new change doctor" although upset he still replied to the man

"some people live if they don't have a heart" he murmured slowly

"You take it, so you have to take responsibility" Layla opened her mouth in disbelief, the man in front of her with this all-black appearance seduces her?

"It's not clear, brother, I have to go home now, can you step aside?!" due to the annoyance plus the hot sun, his voice rose higher

"You take responsibility first"

"PLEASE NO OM-OM" Layla shouted in annoyance, they were in a densely populated area, along the alley and left right was home

"Why deck?" A middle-aged man came out of the house beside him, with a plaid brown glove and sleeveless shirt

"Please sir, he wants to kidnap me" the man staggered, he could have been beaten here

"Hospital deket from here mas, please check his eyes first" Layla was almost stunned to hear the middle-aged man's reply, a soft and gentle voice but his speech pierced to the heart

With the forced man to nod, Layla had climbed up her dirt, not forgetting to thank the middle-aged man earlier

"My name is Qais, remember when we meet again" said the man slowly as Layla passed by

Layla did not care, she spread her shoulders indifferently, and walked with her bike past Qais. In his heart he prayed that he might not be reunited with the man or the like again. But between destiny and do'a, where will it be? They don't know fate has outlined an unexpected future for the two men

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"Where do you want to go to college?" Naufal approached his two children sitting in the back of the house, the two children looked at the night sky filled with beautiful star decorations with thoughts that were somehow floating around

"Already" answered the two almost compactly

"We decided to go to college in the same campus, where mom and dad used to be"

"Why?"

"Self, that's also the best campus in the city"

"Aren't you going out of town?" Naufal asked, he stared at the moon that was shining so brightly tonight

"No, we're here, we don't have to go far"

"Not because you know the reason?" Naufal looked at his two children who looked at each other

"No, but because we really want to be here" replied Bilal, who is owned by Layla, they do not want to make Naufal feel burdened because of this problem. After all it was true, they had already planned to attend college in this city

"Dad miss mom?" The question escaped Layla's mouth

"Definitely, every night I miss you"

"Mother, father's true love does it mean?"

"Why ask that?"

"Sometimes people who are married and have lived happily together can separate, what does it mean they are not true love even though they have been reunited with their halal partners?" Layla recalls Nessi's story, her parents separated and her father chose another woman

"There is a strong reason that is the main condition of true love"

"What's that?" Bilal asked, he was also interested in this discussion

"Naufal's "struggle" stared at the brightest star in the sky as he said that

"The struggle is long, exhausting, the struggle to rise up, the struggle to keep hope in the power, the struggle to get and the struggle to let go"

"Sometimes married people can part ways because they don't remember how they fought, or maybe without fighting?"

"True true love when a person struggles, whether in front of God or in front of someone he likes. True love is sometimes difficult to understand, true love is sometimes not always together, when separated there is a struggle to let go must be done"

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