Who wins my heart?

At 22.30 Rania and her brother just got home, during the trip Rania was just silent, even though her brother had been throwing questions at her.

"Nia-"

"Nia is sleepy" she replied without turning around, then locked the door to her room.

Rania looked at her face in the mirror. After she said that she knew Fiza earlier, Fiza's response was normal, just like at school, ignorant and busy with her own world.

"How come I have a huge crush on a human like him, it's weird how I like him even more when he's like this" Rania muttered.

She cleaned her make up and changed her clothes then went to bed.

The next morning Rania woke up, on this Sunday morning she actually intended to exercise in the park not far from her complex, but her mood was not good.

Rania set the alarm for her study time at 9-10.

Rania went out of the room to fill her empty stomach, Ozi was already sitting enjoying breakfast while chatting with his mother.

"Already awake, here's Nia's breakfast, I made an egg omlet. I'll buy you some more milk later," said mom.

Rania just smiled.

"I didn't get an answer last night," she said as she spooned milk into her mouth.

"What do you want to answer, Bang, we already know each other, it's just that we don't get along," Rania replied with a little annoyance.

"Oh yeah, where did you go last night?"

"Cafe ma, with Ozi's friend."

"Did you hang out with your brother?"

"Instead of at home, the complex must be quiet too, gathering at Mr. RT's house"

"Akbar's younger brother goes to the same school as Nia ma" Ozi said with a laugh.

"Who did you meet last night?"

"Fiza, who Akbar used to take on that bicycle" he said.

"Fiza?" Mom said to Rania.

Rania sighed softly, giving the code to her mother.

"Ohh no wonder Nia doesn't know his, when she was little she always didn't have time to meet ya, Nia often played at oma's house during the holidays, well Fiza during the holidays even came back here to meet his family" said mama.

"Where does he live?" asked Rania, this time she was interested in hearing his story.

"he went to elementary school in her grandmother's town, and for six years he lived with her grandmother out of town, then he went to junior high school and now his here," said Mama.

Rania felt that the world was really that narrow, because the man she always discussed with her mother had known her mother since childhood.

"What?! I didn't know Fiza from childhood, why?!" Rania grumbled in the room.

While filling her anxiety, Rania opened Instagram to see her friends' stories, of course hoping that Fiza would also make a story but it seemed that hope was dashed, because in reality Fiza was the type of person who rarely made stories, even if he made, maybe reposts or photos of shoes and cafes where he hung out, Gen Z really.

"At least make a story, let me know your daily life," said Rania.

It was time to study, Rania gave herself a minute to focus, putting her phone away so she wouldn't be distracted.

Tomorrow is the day of the final exam, after that Rania's high school days will end, like there is no hope for her to approach Fiza.