At 8 am my plane landed in Seoul, South Korea. I miss my twin sister Khadijah who is fighting for a master's degree, while I don't want to continue my education, that's the difference between me and Khadijah.
"Eh, so Khadijah pick us up?"
"I also don't know whether he will pick us up or not, what is clear is that mother has given the mandate to pick us up, Wan."
He is Ridwan who deliberately came to work, he plans to stay at my family's residence. Yes, live with Khadijah, even though Khadijah doesn't really like her.
"Hasan!"
I turned and saw the beautiful face of a girl with a purple headscarf with a robe that matched the color of her headscarf.
"Dijah?"
I waved at him, he walked over to us who were standing in the arrivals area.
"Acan, I miss you?"
Khadijah hugged me, she seemed to miss like a century without seeing her.
"I also."
"Heh, who is he? So where is the rice bundle?"
"Heh, isn't it good that you say I'm a bundle of rice? Look at your cheeks like dumplings!"
"You just say it, I don't even know who you are!"
Khadijah started to get angry, and I couldn't help but laugh at the bickering between the two.
Yes, indeed, twenty years ago, Ridwan had a large round body size like a polar bear with super thick glasses. But, now he has changed drastically, has an athletic body and no longer wears glasses.
"Can, who is this person? Why is it stuck to you?"
I pinched both of Khadijah's cheeks so excitedly, but I miss her scolding which sometimes looks like chili sauce.
"Uh, this is Ridwan."
"Impossible, Acan. Ridwan right.." Khadijah also practiced and illustrated Ridwan's form.
"Heh, sweet-ass miss, that was then. What year is it?"
"Yeah yeah yeah, you managed to be a little cool, but it doesn't appeal to me."
"Look, you're going to like me."
"In your dreams!"
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Pov Ridwan
I found a girl I've been waiting for for a long time. Her beauty is like an angel who fell from heaven. Who else if not Khadijah.
Her eyes are so beautiful, and I feel like I want to say how I feel.
"Hey, Wan."
For a moment I woke up from my daydream about the girl. Besides being beautiful, she is also smart in every way. But, do I deserve to be side by side with him?
"Uh, yes."
"Stupid?! Thinking about your girl in Java?"
I was suddenly surprised by the question from Khadijah.
"Where is it, Dijah. I haven't thought about it yet."
I tried to refute what Khadijah was thinking.
"Wan, aren't you and Kayla close?"
"Kayla?" I repeated.
"Yeah, Kay. He's always stuck with you."
"Just a friend, San. Nothing more."
"Okay, just friends but will you become a crush?"
"That's right, you really are, Can. At first, friends, they became fond of you, what kind of Kayla are you really like? How beautiful is she?"
In my heart only you Khadijah my prettiest girl, because of you I am willing to change like this.
Hasan shows a photo on Kayla Anatasha's Instagram.
*
Kayla Anatasha.
"No matter how difficult your life is, don't let your smile fade."
I saw an update of photos and quotes displayed on Kayla's IG account. It's true that she's beautiful, but can't make love in my heart.
"Crazy, Wan. You are beautiful like this, let it pass," said Khadijah. "It's still good that someone likes you."
"Yes, maybe Ridwan likes you, Dijah."
"Duh, Acan. Nope. Dijah has found the ideal priest candidate."
In my heart when Khadijah said that she had found her ideal priest candidate, it was as if the walls of my heart had collapsed in an instant. There is a ticking time bomb ready to detonate until the feeling shatters to pieces. Love is never wrong, but one-sided love is very painful. Even though my hope was to come here to meet him, whatever efforts I made to be close to him, unfortunately it was only a hope.
*
A red sports car parked in the airport area. Yes, the car belongs to Khadijah.
"Hey, let's hurry!" shouted Khadijah who looked panicked looking at the clock in her hand.
The two young men followed him.
"Can, you bring the car, okay?"
"So you, Jah?"
"Then I'll come with you, drop me off at the bus stop."
"Why don't you just use the car?"
"No, ah. It's just for your sake. I use a car, usually taking the bus is enough."
"Dijah, you haven't changed with your simplicity, have you?"
"Ridwan, I prefer to take public transportation, it's nice and not tired, I can meet new people."
"Carry it, is it good to have air conditioning?"
"Can, it's good to take the bus. Because you can enjoy the streets of Seoul more."
"Okay, but starting tomorrow we will take your turn."
"It's true I agree with your opinion, San. Beautiful."
"No!" Khadija denied.
"Dijah, you're a girl, it's dangerous to take the bus if you come home late at night."
"Who said I was alone? God is always with me."
"Well, dech, your attitude hasn't changed, you're still very stubborn."
"Who told me to argue with you, you know, that I don't want to be controlled."
"Then how long are we going to stand and argue here?"
"Eh, yes, I forgot Ridwan."
They entered a luxury sports car. And, it was Hasan who took the wheel of the car.
*
At 10.00, Khadijah arrived at a bus stop, while Hasan and Ridwan went to the Mansion where Khadijah lived.
Khadijah sat waiting for the bus to come to campus. He while listening to mp3 music from the headset.
Bigbang's song - If you, has been his favorite so far. Since she met a man who soothes her heart.
A familiar scent entered his nostrils.
"Is he my Adam?" Khadijah thought as she glanced slightly to her left.
It was true that he was the Adam he had always admired. The name Adam because he didn't know what the man's name was.
Ten minutes later the bus came to the campus, Khadijah got on first, followed by Rumi. They just stared at each other and were silent in one atmosphere, without greeting each other.
Rumi occasionally lowered his gaze, in his heart glorified. He saw a beautiful angel he had seen before at a charity event.
"She is truly extraordinary, the beauty that radiates from her heart, eyes as beautiful as the moon at night, her skin as white as milk flow, her gaze makes me unable to lower my gaze. Really she is too beautiful" Rumi thought in his heart.
"How can I not be this close? She is indeed very attractive than the others, I fell in love, because her voice is soothing. Oh, is this an angel from heaven that God deliberately sent. It's really cool to be around her."
Suddenly the bus stopped at the next stop, there was a pair of grandparents. However, because it was full both of them had to stand up.
Rumi and Khadijah simultaneously without an agreement invited them to sit in their places.
"Grandma, sit here let me stand."
"Grandpa, please sit in my place."
They said together. And they looked at each other unintentionally.
The bus immediately departed, heading for several routes. They stood holding hands.
*