"Are you ready for me to move to Kunjang village?" asked Hafiz, the head of the Foundation where Fazrani worked.
For two years, Fazrani has worked at the Budi Mulia Foundation which is managed by Hafiz Malik. The Budi Mulia Foundation has established a special school where the students are mentally retarded children.
"I will try Hafiz." Fazrani replied with a sincere heart even though he was moved anywhere.
Because for Fazrani being a teacher for students who have mental retardation has become her life goal. Fazrani is sincere with what she has done.
"Thank goodness if you will. If so, you can now prepare everything. Because tomorrow morning I will take you to Kunjang village." said Hafiz Malik with a relieved smile because what he saw in Fazrani was true. Fazrani's attitude really broke his heart. Fazrani's heart is truly gentle and noble.
"Thank you Hafiz, I will immediately prepare everything. Hopefully tomorrow morning I'll be ready to go." said Fazrani with a slightly pounding heart when she was close to Hafiz Malik who was famous for his kindness and dignity.
"Okay ... get here first, tomorrow morning I'll let you know before I pick up. Please go back to teaching." said Hafiz with great relief, because Fazrani was willing to teach in the village where he was born.
Apart from that, Hafiz has the goal of telling his parents that the woman he chooses to be his wife is already willing to live in Kunjang village. A village that is still beautiful with a beautiful rural atmosphere.
***
In Fazrani's room lay silent, staring at the ceiling of her room with her shady eyes.
Still remember clearly the words of her friend Nuraini who said that Hafiz had feelings for her. Because of this feeling, Hafiz moved her to teach at Kunjang village. Hafiz Malik's hometown village, so that Hafiz's extended family can see and get to know Fazrani.
"Is it true what Nur said, if Hafiz likes me? but the attitude of Hafiz to me and to anyone there is no difference. Hafiz is still kind and always friendly and authoritative. Maybe Nur was wrong in concluding that." muttered Fazrani trying to close her eyes after praying that her heart would calm down.
***
In the Morning ....
"Is everything ready to be brought, Zra?" Hafiz asked when he picked him up in the morning.
"I'm ready Hafiz." Fazrani replied, who did not carry too many things other than important things.
"We're leaving now?" said Hafiz after helping to enter Fazrani's important items.
Fazrani smiled and nodded slightly in agreement with Hafiz Malik's words.
Without much conversation, Hafiz and Fazrani went through their journey with more silence while listening to religious songs.
"In the village of Kunjang, you will live in the Foundation's housing complex. There are several simple houses located next to the foundation's office. Hopefully your safety and comfort will be guaranteed." said Hafiz after a long pause.
"Thank goodness Hafiz, if there really was a simple house there, it would make me feel more comfortable." said Fazrani, relieved.
"I hope you feel at home living there Zra. I try to come to Kunjang village once a week. So far I've been doing it regularly." explained Hafiz, who often commutes when there is a problem in Kunjang village.
"Um ... Hafiz, is the place still far away?" asked Fazrani feeling tired of sitting for two hours in the car.
"Just a little while Zra, why? do we need to rest while having lunch as well?" asked Hafiz with a soft smile.
"No need, Hafiz, later on to trouble you, let me just rest at home." said Fazrani with a slightly flushed face.
"Absolutely no hassle, Zra. At the door of the village we have entered the village of Kunjang. We're going to find a tavern for lunch, and my stomach is hungry anyway." said Hafiz, smiling again which could break Fazrani's heart.
Arrived at a shop that was big enough and clean. Hafiz stopped his car at the same time three motorbikes stopped with their deafening sound.
Fazrani, who intended to get out of the car, canceled her intention. Five men who looked unkind got off their motorbikes.
One of them was staring at his car, his face was quite handsome and clean, but the appearance was not much different from the others, dressed shabbily and very unkempt.
"Hafiz, we should just go on and on ... I don't want to see the bad boy in my eyes. I'm afraid they will bring us trouble." said Fazrani with her sweaty hands.
"Take it easy Fazrani, one of them I know him. He is Allam Afraz, the son of Mr. Affandi, a friend of my father. They won't bother you as long as I'm around." said Hafiz calmly.
"Thank goodness they won't bother us." said Fazrani, starting to feel relieved.
"Come on, let's go out." invited Hafiz to open the door first then opened the door for Fazrani.
In the gazebo in the corner of the corner, Allam Afraz's cold eyes stared unblinkingly at Fazrani who was walking hand in hand with Hafiz Malik.
"Allam, are you interested in that woman?" Asked the black man who had been watching Allam since Fazrani got out of the car, Allam's eyes were staring at Fazrani without blinking.
"Do we need to disturb her?" Asked Pockmarked getting up from his seat to disturb Fazrani.
"Don't ever do that!! no one should bother her! I think that woman has a close relationship with Hafiz, Mr. Husnan's son. the four of you don't ever bother her, especially you fat!" Allam said to the fat guy who was more naughty to women.
"But she veiled face, Lam. how can you like her, who knows her face is pockmarked like Pockmark." said Skinny who is most allergic to ugly women.
"I'm sure she's very beautiful, and I ask you one last time not to even think about teasing her." Allam said in a deep voice.
"Okay .. okay..we stop here, no longer discuss the woman. Now let's toast to the victory of Fat who first hooked Mirah." said Black one with his toothless teeth.
"What drink did you order Lam?" asked Pockmark, who was stirring his coffee mixed with beer.
"Just go ahead and order whatever you want, I'll pay later." Allam said with a gaze that could not be separated from Fazrani who was staring at Hafiz talking.
At another table Hafiz smiled calmly seeing the fear in Fazrani's eyes.
"Correct Fazrani? they won't bother us?" said Hafiz Malik after finishing one bowl of chicken soup.
Meanwhile, Fazrani has finished her favorite avocado juice.
"You are right Fiz, hopefully when I live in this village I will never meet them again." said Fazrani who was scared by their passionate gazes.
"We are going now yes, soon we will arrive at my house after that I will take you to the official residence." said Hafiz as he got up from his place and waited for Fazrani, who was still wearing her shoes.