Not the Wrong Matchmaker (R2)
Prologues
سم الله الرحمن الرحيم
bismi-lahi ar-ra imi
"By the name of Allah, the merciful, the merciful. We begin all good intentions today."
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The bright sun this morning, welcomed the busyness of a woman who was releasing the departure of her eldest son. The dawn has risen, making him have to accept the sad reality in the morning today. A year ago he also felt a sense of sadness like this, when he would release the departure of his eldest son. Moreover, now his son will really leave in a long time.
Soekarno Hatta international airport this morning, will be a silent witness to the departure of his son.
"Van'ar hasn't come yet?" Ask the son.
The woman who still looks beautiful even though she is four-headed shook her head. His second son did not come with them. Van'ar-sang's son had permission to go to his best friend's house first. The young man said he had a presentation schedule in the eyes of History lessons today. Because he is likely to be late in, Van'ar took the initiative to give a paper that will be presented to his best friend, because he happened to be in charge of printing out the papers of their group work.
"Not yet, maybe a little while away."
Meanwhile, a young man in a blue white uniform had just descended from his order bulge. After paying for his message, the young man ran hurriedly while glancing at the black watch perched on his left wrist.
Brucks
"Astagfirullahaladzim, sorry. I did not intentionally!" She felt bad for the woman she just hit.
"It's okay."
The soft and melodious voice that was thrown from the hijab-wearing woman syar'i pulus wearing the face cover.
"Once again I'm sorry, brother, I'm in a hurry so not careful." Van'ar said while helping to enforce the woman's suitcase.
"Ra, are you okay?" Ask the old man who approached the two.
"Aurra's okay at." Soft talk.
"Om Dimas?" Call Van'ar surprised.
As with Van'ar, the middle-aged man called by his name was also shocked by the call of this beautiful young man before him. His sharp black bead felt familiar, but who was he?
"You-" Pause Dimas for a moment, trying to remember.
"I'm Keevan'ar om, the second son of Vano's father and Kia's mother." Van'ar introduced himself.
The handsome man in glasses immediately smiled warmly, as his memory now spun right at his guess.
"You....twins?" Ask doubtfully.
"Yes, I'm Keevan'ar Lunar's brother."
Dimas now remembers, this young man who was once a very cute twin when he first held her. At that time Van'ar and Lunar were babies, and now they have grown up after 12 years passed. He last met this young man about four years ago. Therefore, Dimas had not recognized the dashing young man who now stood firmly in front of him.
"You've grown up, you don't recognize you!" Said Dimas, holding the young man's shoulder in front of him.
"Where are you at school now, van?"
"I attended Golden Start International Junior High School or usually called Junior High School GSI om."
"Well, it's SMP. Lunar too?"
"Yes, we're one school." Van'ar said kindly.
He did memorize with Dimas, because in the past when their house was still in Bandung, Van'ar and Lunar were often invited to play at this good doctor's house. But when Vano and Kia decide to move home to Jakarta, they never meet again. Van'ar also often invites his parents to play to Bandung to play at Dimas' house.
Spot paforit Van'ar is Dimas' fish pond in the back of his house. Since childhood, Van'ar was always invited to fish by Dimas. Therefore, Van'ar became familiar with Dimas because of the similarity of their hobby to the world of fishing.
Van'ar also suddenly becomes homesick for Dimas' daughter who used to always be kind to accompany him and Lunar plays. As he remembered, Dimas' daughter was the same age as his brother-Anzar. The little girl who always closed her shar'i aurat since childhood. If you remember, the daughter of Dimas was also very familiar with his mother. In fact, he also called his mother by the name 'mother' anyway.
"Oh yeah, where are you going?"
Van'ar asked, because they met at the airport.
If he doesn't want to go somewhere, he'll pick someone up. Because so generally people think about going to the airport. If it doesn't go plus let go, it's definitely waiting for someone's arrival.
"Om going to make princess om."
Dimas said, looking at Van'ar who looked surprised.
"This is Aurra, om's daughter. You remind?"
Deg
The 12-year-old swallowed his saliva with difficulty. So the woman he hit was the daughter of Dimas, the girl he had indirectly longed for long ago. What an unexpected coincidence.
"This is Aurra's sister?" Ask slowly.
It could be seen by her, the veiled girl was smiling behind her covering cloth. The beautiful hazel eyes that are shady with a million charms are now transformed into a girl who is certainly beautiful in her eyes. Nothing has changed much, even their height is now almost the same.
"Yes, Aurra wants to continue her education abroad Van." He said, gently rubbing the tip of the princess khimar.
As with the brother, it turns out this girl will also demand her knowledge abroad. Tired of feeling not like his chest, they had just met for many years, now he will separate again with the girl who is five years old above him.
The sound of the sound of information departing prospective passengers, returned the awareness of the handsome young man. He remembered his main purpose being here, taking his brother's departure.
"Om, I think I should go. Mother same another must have been waiting."
"Yes, say hello to your parents van."
The tall young man smiled.
"Yes, make Aurra heart heart in the street. Good luck to the destination." Reveal it with a small smile.
"Thank you." Answer the Nama, nodding his head.
"If that's what Van'ar used to be."
The Jed, while reaching for the back of Dimas' hand to be endured.
"Asalamuaik." Uluk.
"Getishalight."
Among the sadness of having to take her away for several years, there was a pleasure of its own that appeared in the heart of the young man who had just met the person from his childhood. Who would have thought, among the interests that exist, Van'ar never forgot his interest in the shady girl.
I don't know since when, Van'ar certainly now still believes he has an interest in him. Either because of his monkey love period in the blue white period, or the attraction that will last until adulthood later. I don't know, only God knows all that.
The plane to Jakarta-New York has taken off. Bringing two children from two families, who are ready to meet the future between the rigors of life in people. The difficulty of fighting goods on people's land, away from home. Both will wade through the rigors of life, for the sake of a life that they deserve from the results of his current hard work.
\=\=\=\=Harvard university candridge, massachusetts, United States of America.\=\=\=\=
A bright morning, welcoming thousands of prospective new students at universities that are popular in the education world. Thousands of people of different ethnicities, religions, races, colors and languages are now gathered in a large hall at the university. This is the first day of welcoming prospective new students, before entering the ospek period.
Among the many people who passed by, young people who have been studying in the university for the past year, captured an object that is so striking in his eyes. A girl in a syar'i hijab who was standing at 9 o'clock from him. Chat casually with a lecturer from his university.
He knew, from the appearance of the girl was not a Hardvard student at his level or his senior brother. Maybe a new student, he thought.
"Hey Keevan, what are you doing here?"
Sapa a beautiful girl who changed her eyes.
"Nothing." Answer's flat.
"Mr.Breakllien looking for you. He said there's important business." Said the typical European-faced girl.
"Hm."
"Then let's go."
Invite the girl named Laura, who is none other than Ashdos from the lecturer who called the handsome young man sharp.
The handsome young man chose to pass, following his foster friend. Leaving behind the feeling of the awesomeness of the syar'i hijab girl who managed to attract some of her attention.
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The room which is now quiet and silent will be the noise, seen filled by more than 120 students majoring in business management.
The light beam from the projector, being the only light that now illuminates the room. On the podium, stood a large lecturer from a well-known health university from England. He was invited as a guest of honor as a motivator.
The young lecturer who is still actively teaching at King's College London was deliberately invited because of his genius in the world of business management as well as his expertise in the medical world. Like living in two worlds, the man in his early 30s was also so famous for his genius in developing his business and profession in two different paths.
"That's his assistant lecturer our motivator today huh?" The whisper of a New York native.
"Yes, how to wear it."
Other women's comments.
"Yes, I heard he's in a class with us."
"Yes, listen to hear she is also a genius girl from Indonesia. He once won an outstanding scholarship pass test at our university, but he turned down the offer."
"Oh yeah, I remember. The girl from Asia who rejected the three famous universities as well right?"
"Yes. Of the many universities that he has taken the scholarship test, only King's University college London, in the UK, was finally selected."
"really? That means he's very smart."
The handsome young man who had been stealing from the conversation scrunched his eyebrows. Is it true that the veiled girl is from the same homeland as her?
So great is his charm, so that it is like from his old friends who talk about it. The owner of the shady clear hazel bead that covers almost the entire surface of his face, making some people amazed at the rumors about his genius, also stunned by the charm of his charming shade bead.
Perhaps Anzar is also among the group of people who are fascinated at first glance at this girl with syar'i hijan. The girl who is one of the students at King's University college London, England, in fact has a million charms that are difficult to resist. Just because I saw the hazel bead, nothing more.
But for Anzar, the attraction was just a casual attraction. Without knowing the thread of destiny that will bind the two in the next few days, weeks, months or years, because no one knows, what we ignore can now have a strong thread of destiny with us in the future.
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To Be Continue
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Van'ar's visual bonus is 17 years
Sukabumi April 11, 2020
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