Finally, you returned to your hometown after studying abroad for several years. You returned to your family to celebrate Eid al-Fitr with them. And tonight you went together to visit one of your childhood friends' houses.

Abizar is indeed three years older than you. And you used to consider him as your older brother. You can hardly believe that now he is a civil servant. Authoritative and charming at the same time. But it also looks like he is still single at the same time, not knowing if he did it on purpose just to wait for you to come back.

Abizar sat quietly, his calm gaze kept on you. It would be a lie if he didn't keep glancing at you; his heart couldn't lie; he wanted you. He lowered his head to whisper to his mother with his gaze never leaving you.

"I think I should propose to her; I want her. She is very beautiful, isn't she?"

He started to get excited, thinking about approaching your father directly and talking to him.

"Maybe I should also ask your father to marry us right away," he muttered. On one hand, you kept blushing as he stole glances at you.