Liza! That's the name that is familiarly called by her family. She is beautiful and gentle, she is my friend's sister, now still a student at an Islamic boarding school.
Last year's Eid, the first time we met, it was enough to make me unable to forget her in my memory.
"How are you?"
That was the first message she sent to my cellphone, I thought for a moment, who is the person who cares about my health, finally I called the number. "Assalamu'alaikum ... "Wa'alaikumsalam" Answered someone on the other side whose voice I did not recognize. "Sorry! Who is this? "Emmm, I ... I" a stuttering voice was heard but I already recognized the owner of the voice.
Liza
Yes, she answered on the other side. I smiled happily when I heard her answer, it turned out she was also secretly paying attention to me. Since then I often think about that beautiful woman.
A message came back on my cellphone, I don't like to open messages, at most it's only from Telkomsel or there's a promo for something. Another message came in, finally I opened the message, it turned out that several messages from the same number had come in at different times.
"How are you"?
That was the first message I received. The next message was the same, there was a message that made me smile when I read it "how about you"? it turned out she was asking about my feelings. When I called the number back, it turned out to be busy with another call, because the duration given to students to communicate and use cellphones was not long, only five minutes, then it was the turn of another female student.
Without having time to answer the message, we were separated again by time, "Okay Liza! I will answer your question next year, that my heart is fine as long as no one has proposed to you.
The end.
Greetings always compact.
By @midiagam