Dear Adam :Spring - 2

The bus stop this time was quite quiet, Khadijah sat listening to Fake Love - BTS through a headset.

Khadijah's head nodded slightly. Mouth like mutter. She is a true K-POP. In fact, in his room there were lines of BTS posters.

Waiting is tiring, but listening to BTS makes you feel tired and bored.

Next month, BTS concert. Khadijah was willing to spend her money for a VVIP ticket to see.

Khadijah also really likes drakor, don't say she often does merathons through the VIU application. In fact, she is willing to spend her time watching drakor with Sera, a friend who is crazy about goddess level drakor.

Khadijah was willing to become a signal servant. It's a very stupid word when her twin is often teased when his drakor addiction is at an acute level.

Khadijah did this activity to hide her wound, so consider it entertainment that made her world turn upside down.

Family life is quite complicated, especially the presence of his father. And, now his mommy is coming soon.

It's quite tiring to think about family problems, love is also complicated. Haven't had time to be together, already heartbroken.

Tired? really tired. However, Khadijah is quite strong, aka strong, even though she has to struggle in such a situation like hiking.

The bus started coming within ten minutes. Khadijah immediately removed the two headsets that were still attached to her ears.

The bus stopped right at the bus stop, Khadijah immediately entered the bus, then looked for an empty seat.

Khadijah sat on an empty bench next to it was filled. As he sat down he saw someone familiar.

Who's he? an ordinary man who is able to touch her with extraordinary love, who else if the ideal man is like Adam.

Rumi. Yes, the man was named Rumi whom Khadijah really admired. A coincidence in God's plan.

The two of them were silent in silence, even making Khadijah's heart beat faster. The two eyes met each other, only a smile, without a word of greeting.

"Should I greet him first?"

Khadijah tried to open her mouth a little. She wanted to start a conversation. Although the nervousness is starting to come.

"Ish, what should I ask? I swear I'm blank with amnesia! It's her turn to be so close to the bintie like this, my mouth looks like it's gagged. I swear, what are you trying to do, why do you talk like you can't even say one word!"

A sigh Khadijah heard, then turned to Rumi.

"We meet again."

"Yeah, I didn't think so, sir. Hopefully we'll be partners."

Rumi just smiled.

"Oh my God, your mouth is just squeezing! Dijah realizes. You don't want a beautiful model-style woman a few days ago in a cafe!" Khadija debated with her heart.

Rumi smiled making Khadijah blush.

"Jodoh? How do we know, God willing, maybe Allah has written it in the line of destiny."

Khadijah Mak Jleb heard Rumi's reply.

"Well, that means there is an opportunity to move forward beautifully, not backward slowly," Khadijah thought, cheering like thousands of fireworks exploded. "Spring, could my love blossom in your heart too?"

The bus was going fast enough that it didn't feel like it had arrived at the bus stop near the campus.

"Why don't you just slow down the driver, I still want to sit with him!" Khadijah's great-grandson in his heart.

"Ma'am, you've arrived loch. Do you have any plans to go somewhere else?"

Khadijah shook her head, grinning.

"I also went down for guidance with Mr. Lee jong kook."

Khadijah went down together with Rumi. Walk into the campus area together too.

Morning all coincide, but do not know fate can make it together or not.

*

In Mr. Lee, Khadijah's heart is a little pounding. Mr. face Lee oppa-oppa style, pleasing to the eye and makes you remember Korean dramas that are trending. That's what he felt.

Mr. Lee is a super perfect lecturer, the dream of campus women.

"This must be revised."

"This too."

"This one too."

"See correct typos."

A scribble that much, making Khadijah only able to bite the finger. Just looking at it already makes the symptoms of low blood begin to appear.

"Tomorrow you see me again."

Khadijah could only be silent and mute.

"Revision oh revision! You're really outrageous!" Khadijah who was able to stomp her feet was very annoyed. She didn't expect to have to get a revision that was nearly a few pages long that he had been working on. "Damn it! Why do you have to get so many revisions?" She snorted in annoyance.

*

Outside Mr Lee's room. Khadijah could only frown. His lips looked very pout when he got advice from Mr. Lee before he left his room.

Khadijah was silent in the silence of the atmosphere. He wouldn't be able to see that many revisions.

"Revision again?"

Khadijah sighed harshly.

"I don't know, if Mr. Lee really stresses me out, I've tried to work as hard as I can, the reality isn't quite right."

"Be patient."

Khadijah was just silent when she saw the super-duper scribbles making her nauseous.

Khadijah's face suddenly pouted, a call from video call from Rania. Khadijah immediately shifted to the answer button.

"Assalamualaikum, son."

"Walaikumsalam, mom."

"Hello, Khadijah's brother is Hussein."

Rania shows her little baby along with Haqi.

"Subhanallah, Khadijah's sister is very funny."

"Son, tonight we will arrive in Seoul at 7 pm."

Khadijah's heartbeat suddenly stopped for a moment.

"Son, why is there a problem?"

"God willing, nothing, Mom."

"Assalamualaikum, Khadija."

"Walaikumsalam, father. Congratulations on the arrival of baby Husein."

"Yes, baby Husein will soon meet Khadijah and Hasan's sisters."

"Hello, baby Husein," said Fabian.

"That's your new girlfriend, Khadijah?"

"No, mommy. Just friends, how can I be with Fabian?"

Rania and Haqi smiled.

"Khadija, wait for us, see you!"

The video call was disconnected unilaterally, Khadijah could only sigh.

"It's going to be more complicated than Mr. Lee's revision."

*

On the way Khadijah's cell phone rang.

"Khadijah, mommy, daddy, and Husein's plane was delayed."

"Okay, mom."

Khadijah felt sad, she became restless and restless.

Khadijah : "San, there is bad news!"

Khadijah sent a chat to Hasan.

Hassan: "What?"

Khadijah : "Mommy and daddy will come today."

Hasan: "Dijah, how?"

Khadija: "Mumet."

Hasan: "What time is it?"

Khadijah : "Maybe tonight, because their plane is delayed."

Hasan: "What? what about daddy?"

Khadijah: "It seems we have to be honest about everything, even though there will be disappointment between them. We also have to be honest with mom and dad. They have the right to know."

Hasan: "Okay, God willing, everything will be fine."

Khadijah : "Hopefully."

Hasan: "Amin."

*

Pov Khadijah.

Hi Moon, I want to tell you about him today. Do you know that I have given a piece of my heart to him, even though he has never been sensitive.

This afternoon I saw him with a woman like a super model, while who am I?

I am just Khadijah, an ordinary woman who hopes for extraordinary love. Yes, hope is sometimes too painful, let alone love in silence. I'm here like a mirage or a pseudo shadow.

The cafe that afternoon...

I walked in with Sera and the Kuprett. However, my gaze suddenly turned to the corner table. A scene of Adam with a woman wearing less material clothes.

His body became the dish of many men. And, he even had fun chatting.

I chose to sit five tables away from where I was. My heart constricted watching it. I'm really jealous to see it.

"What are you doing, Dijah? Are you not fussy?"

Sera looked at me full of super-goddess-level feelings.

"Not in the mood" I said while stirring a cup of coffee latte counterclockwise.

Sera's gaze was full of investigation.

Ridwan began to squint his eyes, he was curious about what I saw.

I try to sip a cup of coffee latte. Yes, latte is the most favorite coffee variant, the taste is thick and balanced with the milk.

A waiter came to our table.

"Ma'am, sorry if the matcha greentea is still sold out. Do you want to change the menu?"

Sera looks very disappointed, because her favorite drink menu is empty. She had to order plain ea tea.

Ridwan's Expresso double shot also arrived. Yes, he really likes thick things, I don't know why I don't know the reason, because I'm lazy to deal with Ridwan.

I stared straight at them, wanting to know what they were talking about.

"Dijah?" I repeatedly ignored calls from Sera.

"You saw Rumi with that girl?" whispered Sera.

It was stifling to see it, love alone was too painful.

"Do you know who he is?"

I shook my head once. Jealous? yes i am very jealous? In fact, I felt like screaming as loud as I could for the universe to know.

"Jah, how long do you keep stirring your drink?"

"None of your business!" I snapped at Ridwan who started to want to be confused.

"You see them?" he asked.

"Knowledgeably!"

"Yes, yes, you know a lot when you're pretentious?"

I glared at Ridwan. He wanted to stuff his mouth with a sock.

"Well, I was just asking. Your answer is gasping!"

I glared at Ridwan, wanting to swallow him without chewing.

"I'm still handsome!"

"Handsome?" I repeated.

"Yes, I've been handsome since birth, and I'm sure you'll like me."

"Like?" I repeated. "Liking you is a disaster."

Anger towards the man in front of me! it really sucks! want me to tape his mouth!

The daydream seemed to make me quite self-aware, about who I am and what my rights are. Only in prayer I flew at that time, so that he could love me, because of Allah alone.

*