Devide Love Chapter 1. Devide Love

"If time could stop, I would ask you to stay here with me."

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Yellow light hits my face, which is still deep in its sleep. Sunday is the most reluctant day to wake up from dreamland for a Kahf Al Malik after performing the morning prayer in congregation the man is now sleeping in his dreamland. Hearing a knock on the door disturbed his sleep.

"Kahfiiii, let's wake up, it's already noon, it's not good to sleep after dawn," shouted Fatimah the mother from the bedroom door.

Instantly my body squirmed from this soft mattress, I could clearly hear the voice of my beloved mother.

"5 more minutes, dear mother, just come in, it's not locked," he shouted from inside the room which was still heard by his mother.

Check

The door opened revealing Kahfi's face who was hugging a bolster but the pillows and sheets that had been scattered everywhere made Fatimah shake her head. But at a glance, Kahfi's face is very clean, the nose is sharp, the lips are thin, which makes the woman thin her lips. I just realized that Kahfi is really handsome. It is true that Kahfi's father is descended from Egypt, Saudi Arabia, his father's family is of Arab descent. He realized that he had been looking at his son's face for a long time. Then he approached while shaking Kahfi's body so that he immediately woke up from his sleep..

"Kahfii wake up quickly, oh my God, how come this child is really hard, I'm surprised you are with you" while pulling the pillow beside him.

"Hmmm, what's wrong? What time is it?" His eyes opened to his mother.

"Anyway, get up quickly and take your mother to the tailor, mother's friend. You take a shower, mother, wait downstairs" the mother ordered.

"Mom what are you doing there?" he asked with an evil look on his face.

"How come you're like someone who doesn't know a tailor, Kahfi. Don't talk too much now, take a shower." He stepped out of the room, ignoring his son's scolding.

"Huft, if it wasn't for my mother, I wouldn't want to wake up." He got up from his favorite bed as he headed for the bathroom.

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It didn't take long for Kahfi to complete with a white t-shirt wrapped in a plaid shirt and jeans, not forgetting that he was wearing perfume. Going down the stairs found his mother who had been waiting at the dining table for a long time to eat together. His father was at his sister's house to visit him because he had business he said.

"Handsome Kahfi, don't look at the food, you eat fast, mother is hungry" as she looked at her son's neat face.

"You just realized Kahfi is handsome?" He teased with the sweetest smile made up.

"Your dad is still handsome," he chuckled.

"The print is the same, bun," he teased, making his mother glared sharply.

"Kahfiiiiii what are you talking about? You're still small, the child is already saying that" dragging Kahfi with his hand to his ear.

"Sorry mother, it hurts hehe let's eat" let go of mother's hand and kissed her cheek briefly.

And ended with breakfast that they enjoyed together while smiling indistinctly Kahfi.

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Currently, Kahfi and Fatimah are on the road to their mother's best friend's house which is located in the capital city of Bandung. The streets are quite busy and congested because it's Sunday making Kahfi focus on driving while glancing at his mother.

"Bun what are you going to do with this dress?" She asked looking at the paper bag in her mother's lap.

"Mother has the ingredients first given to Aunt Feli Fi, just want to make a robe" he said

"Oh, I see, I think you want to marry Kahfi," he said, smiling mischievously.

"If that's what you want, the mother will follow it, the child is beautiful too" teased the mother.

"It's been right, isn't it?" Staring at the brown house fence

"Yes dear, it's true, just go in the gate is also not locked, mother already told Resa"

According to. Kahfi entered his car towards the gate of the house which was quite spacious and in front of him was a teenage fashion shop which he had assumed belonged to his mother's best friend. Kahfi and mother entered the brown house after knocking on the door.

"Wow, Fatimah, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Who is this? Is it your child?" Hugging Fatimah and kissing Kahf.

"Yes, this is Kahfi, my son. Come on, let's meet this mother's friend. Her name is Aunt Resa."

"Kahfi aunty" he said.

"This is my shirt, Res. I made a robe that I sent my own design to via your Whatsapp" handing Resa a paper bag containing the ingredients.

"Ready Fatimah. Let's sit first while standing up." Smile warmly.

"Where is your son? Isn't it here, right Res?"

"Oh yes, I'll be called in a moment"

Kahfi was silent enjoying the conversation of his parents and friends. Curious about his son for some reason that curiosity was present.

Before long, a very beautiful woman appeared in a black robe and khimar that covered her beautiful body. Smile at Fatima. Just glance at Kahfi.

"Assalammua'alaikum mother, I am Rahma Kusuma, daughter of Mrs. Resa's son," he said, shaking Fatimah's hand.

deg. Is he back? Instantly the expression on his face turned sad. Couldn't believe the name he heard.

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Chapter 2. Devide Love

"Is it only the meeting that brings us together? Or is destiny the main role."

With a voice that sounds faintly familiar to the ear. The tone, the talk was all about him. I froze for a moment and for a moment when we stared at each other for three seconds. The cornea is a very beautiful creation of God that is second to none, a work of the very best. Making a very beautiful and noble woman. When I went down every place Fatimah's mother lived. He smiled then turned to my mother.

And said "Auntie how are you?" Kisses mother's hand and smiles. "Auntie is healthy, Ra. You're just getting prettier. Do you remember Kahfi or not Ra?" While laughing looking at me who is now blushing.

"Yes, Tan Rahma, do you remember Kahfi, who used to like to play football in the evening with his housemates" chuckled which made my heart flutter non-stop. What a beautiful smile, her warm laugh until now still the same.

I said. "Yes, Fat, it's already this afternoon. The ingredients are according to my order on WhatsApp, OK? Res, if it's done, let me know. I'm saying goodbye." Mom and I then said goodbye and Resa and Rahma escorted me to the front of the house.

I stared into her eyes for a while and said, "Aunt Kahfi and Mother go home first, thank you for the hospitality, Rahma said goodbye. Assalamualaikum" circled the car leaving Rahma's house.

"Waalaikumsalam, be careful on the road Fi, Fat, thanks for stopping by" waving his hand and smiling.

On the way to the house, for some reason this mind always asks why did we meet? Why see her beautiful smile and laugh?

"Fi Kahfi" "Kahfiii" "Kahfii" shouted in the ear "Eh Ma smile" he woke up from his reverie.

"Come on, who are you thinking about earlier?" Mom teased me with her signature laugh.

"Hehe yes there is Ma'am, why are you calling for Kahfi's ears to be deaf?"

"Just focus on driving, it will arrive soon."

Arriving at home, I and my mother took a short break and then my mother asked me about Rahma.

"I noticed that you are always looking at Rahma, what's wrong Fi, isn't she your childhood friend?" Mother looked at me while interrogating.

"It's just my feeling that earlier Kahfi wanted to talk, Mom, it's been a long time since I've seen you" "Really?" he joked.

"Yes my beautiful mother"

"You can haha. Well, take a shower there then pray" as he got up from his seat.

"Yes mom"

After finishing the evening prayer, I wanted to get some fresh air to my favorite cafe, to be precise, in the middle of urban Bandung. I want to get rid of thoughts for a moment that for some reason there is always a name in my mind even though this feeling and story are over. We do have a story in high school when we were little playing together, at that time it was very close. However, when Rahma and her family had graduated from high school, they moved to Jakarta, at that time Rahma and I no longer greeted each other and played together like we used to.

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Kahf That name always pops up in my head, why did God bring us together again? Why can I meet you when everything is just a memory. When all is lost. Is this fate or just a coincidence? It's true that Kahfi and I were in the same complex when I lived in Bandung. He was kind, funny, and also adorable at that time. I want to ask mom.

"Kahfi's mother was a close friend of mine, right? Your mother's neighbor in the complex?" Fatima smiled.

"Right son"

Deg.

"Can we meet again, hehe, but it was like he didn't know me, ma'am" looked at his mother.

"Maybe it's a shame Ma you haven't seen each other for a long time"

"Yes, Mrs. Rahma, I want to leave for a while. I want to try the cafe here. Assalamualaikum" shook Fatimah's hand.

"Yeah, don't come home at night, be careful on the road."

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The atmosphere at night in the city of Bandung is very lively, there are many teenagers who play there, which only relieves the fatigue of life. There are also those who look for food at night. I took the bus that went to Pelangi cafe. It's been a long time since I've been here, it feels like there's something different about this cafe. The design is very beautiful and there are lots of young people hanging out.

"Ma'am, do you want avocado juice and cake?"

"Okay ma'am waiting"

After 15 minutes my order came. I sat on a bench near the mirror enjoying the beautiful night view of the city of Bandung. I accidentally saw someone who had just met yesterday. Those eyes. Those thick eyebrows. Our eyes meet what kind of feeling is this. My heart was pounding and I realized he was approaching.

"Hey Rahma alone" he greeted

I am quiet. Mute and say this is real? Kahf Al Malik?

God has created events that have been outlined, he is never mistaken about who is together and the end of a story that is ashes. The answer to every story or meeting someone is already His will and we can't change it.

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Chapter 3. Devide Love

"a glimmer of stored memories. None other than it is just a memory of eternity"

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Is this the answer to every unanswered question? Or is this a coincidence that is not the destiny of the supreme creator. However, the eagle eyes are really cool on the chest, the irises have never changed since I saw them a few years ago. And the black balls of his eyes are still the same when I greeted him a long time ago.

Deg

My heart beat and stopped for a moment, when his eyes stared at me until he didn't turn away from me. Oh God, forgive the servant who has been trapped by his eyes. Only the eyes are not the heart, but why is the feeling of longing suddenly present at this moment? Yes, I miss those eyes. Beautiful eyes and a meaningful gaze so that I was stunned to see it for only a fraction of a second. Truly Your creation is very beautiful masterpiece that is second to none.

"Hello Rahma? Why are you confused?" He waved at me while looking at me confused.

Then I woke up from this very embarrassed daydream.

"Huh? Eh, yes, Kahfi, sorry, I guess who's surprised because fi hehe" I feel embarrassed when I want to leave here.

"Come on, why are you stunned by my handsomeness, Ra?" Smiling so sweetly in front of me.

"Hahaha you're so PD fi it's not me who says handsome" I laughed and Ra's call came again from her sweet lips it's been a long time since Kahfi didn't call me by that name. However, why did he remember huh? As far as I know, when he was little he called me that.

"What are you doing ma alone?" he asked.

Yes, after stopping by at Ulfah's house, remember you, fi, who used to be our neighbor in the complex"

"Oh, who is in the same class as you and your best friend, Ra?" While thinking remember.

"Well yes fi that you remember" I replied with a smile.

"Okay, Rahma, I'll accompany you so I don't think you're single, haha, I'm single"

Ouch Kahf how come my heart says so.

Whoever tries it doesn't feel good, I don't know what feeling is implied. The point is, this is a feeling that I used to keep and now I feel it again and remember the good memories with Kahfi.

10 seconds I looked at him..

"Ra, why are you silent? Is there something wrong, Ra?" He was confused.

"Huh? Yes, no, fi hehe, sorry for being dumb," I replied, laughing shyly.

"You didn't feel like that before, Ra used to be normal" while looking at me.

"In the past, I wasn't an adult, Kahfi, how could I like to be dumbfounded, it's not clear"

"Hehe, yes, Ra. Are you busy now, Ra?" he asked examining my face.

I swear this heart doesn't really compromise..

"I'm busy working and helping mother Fi sometimes buys ingredients too Mother" I replied.

"Worked at your old papa's office, did you Ra?"

"Yeah, fi I was told by my mother to continue this, if it's disbanded, it's a shame there are so many clients," I explained.

It's true that my late father's office was quite developed in almost all of Indonesia. Papah's company, which he started with his family, is engaged in electronics and materials, which can be said to be a large distributor.

"By the way, how about you, where does Fi in Surabaya work?"

"I'm just like you, Ra, I joined father's business and managed the business in Surabaya as well." Obviously.

"Alhamdulillah Fi, if that's the case, I'm glad to hear that. So when are you getting married, hahaha" I immediately laughed at him.

"The candidate is in front of me hahaha" I swear my heart can't be controlled. In a low voice I said.

"Huh? What? Why did I hear what the candidate in front meant?" I hear even though the sound is small but I hear it. Kahfi, are you for real or just a joke?

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Chapter 4. Devide Love

"Hahaha his face is immediately red right, if you don't hear it, then let's not discuss Rahma Kusuma Putri" it turns out that he's funny too, it's never disappeared from the first time I said it.

"Ra, it's already afternoon, I'm sorry to go home first, right? It's about 5 o'clock so I'm afraid my mom will find me." While looking at her watch.

"Oh yeah Fi I'm going home too" I said as I cleaned up my bag and books.

"Let's go together Ra, we're in the same direction," she invited.

"No need to go in the same direction Fi"

"Ra you're not my best friend just said that" he said like he was annoyed but funny hehe.

"Alright Kahfi let's go home" Kahfi immediately opened the car door for me then circled towards the driver.

For 20 minutes we were silent until Kahfi finally said: "We had a beautiful childhood, Ra, playing from morning to evening during school holidays, going to the mall, riding bicycles, and so on. Until you also like to be invited to my family events and I am also often invited by your family." She said at length.

"Hmmm yes Fi, I won't forget the memories either Fi, especially with your mom and dad."

"Ra want some ice cream? Let's have some ice cream first, I'll just buy it at the Indomaret near here." She offered while looking into my eyes.

"OK Fi, I want some too."

"Okay I'll come down first."

10 minutes later Kahfi brought a medium sized plastic bag and gave it to me with a smile.

"Ra this is for all of you I haven't given it to you in a long time just think of it as a gift from me after we haven't seen each other for a few years" he said sincerely.

"How romantic of you Fi haha. There's so much Kahfi in this bag, it's already my favorite, you still remember it."

"Hehe, yes, it's okay for you Ra."

His gaze made me melt haha I said to myself.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Kahfi Al-Malik, who is handsome," I said, smiling at him.

"Yes Rahma Kusuma Putri returns the love that did not arrive"

"What does that mean?" I asked.

"Let's go home again"

In the car, there was no conversation between the two of us, but I really enjoyed the ice cream and other snacks.

"Kahfi want some?" I said while thrusting the ice cream towards him.

"Suck it hehehe"

Deg

"Ishh yaudah yaudah open his mouth" Instantly our gazes met and then silenced each other.

Thank you God for bringing Kahfi back into my life, I love you Fi. I said to myself

"I'm too handsome Ra" While playing with my hands in front of me.

"Eh sorry, I'm already ahh focused on driving

Rahma is still as cute as ever.

Arriving at the house Kahfi opened the car door with a smile then said:

"Please, princess."

"Thank you, Prince."

God

If indeed he is my soul mate

Bring me closer to him in your best way.

Aminn

I don't know why my heart prayed so, because indeed Kahfi and I were quite close from childhood until after graduating from high school we separated with Kahfi moving to Surabaya to his father's house then we separated only through social media by replying through status but not every day chatting or calling. And now after 5 years I have not met Kahfi but God has brought us back together I think that whether this is your plan or just a coincidence.

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