Three hearts bowed to love
Spell taste with one purpose
Staring longing at the lover who feels real
But crashed into the big dipper called the nelangsa
Love comes unnoticed
Disturbing the taste and echoing in the soul
When you smile I feel it's love
But what is the power of other flowers too happy
When I realized that the flower of love has bloomed
Longing flowers have appeared
You, me and him in one place, which is called love.
Humaira sat on a park bench, waiting for someone an hour ago to call her. The maroon hijab she was wearing swayed in the breeze that stopped for a moment to dispel the scorching heat.
"Hi, Ra... How long has it been?"
"Just now, sit lit."
Yes, Humaira promised to wait for Arlita in the park near her campus. Two beautiful women sat next to each other with an eye-catching elegance. Every now and then glances from the Adams stopped at them, but they only got indifferent.
