> as destiny waits, as destiny allows, the two souls finally met, for both to give and accept affection, with this world as it's witness.
- story by dee
A few footsteps can be heard from afar, but she couldn't be bothered, until that same footsteps gets nearer to her.
Harraz Adhwa.
That is his name.
With a lean structure, slightly toned physique, somehow a handcrafted face worthy to be photographed (which is ironic, as he's in the photography club himself), has a beautiful smile paired with dimple on the left, slightly taller than her, completely fulfilling that height differences scenario.
Marsya slightly tilted her head to the right, to peek over the guy, and only to see him dripping with the water from the rain, all from his cap, his sweatshirt, everywhere. Their eyes met for a few seconds, before he quickly shifted his attention somewhere else, just like her.
He contemplated for not long than 30 seconds, and came up to her slowly, and almost shyly even.
"Assalamualaikum, if you're okay with sharing an umbrella with me, I can accompany you to the nearest shelter?" he said in one breath, and a slight blush can be seen on his face as she glanced at him.
"Wa'alaikumsalaam, yeah that'd be great, just around that bakery please, thank you," she responded back, trying not to sound too happy, otherwise it'll make her sound as if she's looking forward to this (not that she shouldn't).
On that rainy day, another chapter in both of their lives were written, in which both two souls will intertwine and linked to one another so often, that even coincidences can't explain how perfectly matched these two souls are for each other.
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