ALYA DIARY

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Alya's trial registration has been completed now it's only about 3 months to wait for graduation.

Now he has felt relieved and did not forget to be grateful to have been given the ease and smoothness of studying for approximately 4 years and has now become a computer scholar.

Alya was relaxing in her room while enjoying me time by reading her favorite novel.

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"Sister, Brother Alya."

Alya's room door was knocked by her sister.

"Why Ikhsan."

Alya got up from her bed and opened the door to her room.

"Why."

Alya stood at the door.

"It's in search."

"Who."

"Who else, don't know."

Alya frowned indeed he had no promise to go with anyone.

"Buruan Kak, awaited it."

Ikhsan left Alya's room.

Alya came out of her room and headed forward.

"Mas Angga."

Said Alya when he saw the body of Angga from behind who was chatting with his Father.

"Mas Angga."

Call Alya and Angga turn their heads with a smile.

"Father stay, Al get you a drink."

"Yes sir."

His father went inside leaving them both.

"I didn't say I wanted to come here."

"Let's surprise."

Angga said with a smile.

"You're doing in the room again."

"Read the novel Mas, Alya take a drink first."

Alya went inside and left Angga alone.

Before long Alya came out carrying a tray containing drinks and snacks.

"Come on, no longer busy."

"No, where are you going."

"To the house."

Alya was silent, he was surprised to be invited to the Angga house that afternoon even though yesterday already knew if there was a plan to go there but did not know also that today.

"Now it is."

"Dear, yes."

"Please be with Mom and Dad."

"Yes my permission to the same father Mother."

"Alya calls you Mom."

Angga nodded her head then Alya went inside to look for her parents.

His father and mother came out and sat in front of Angga.

"What is Mas Angga." Ask Alya's Father.

"Look at you, Mom. I'm here to ask permission to take Alya home to meet my mom and dad."

Said Angga a little nervously for fear of not being allowed.

"Oh.. Kirain wants to talk about what Mas Angga is." Said his father Alya who was smiling.

"Al, get changed."

Pinta Mother.

"Yes Buk."

I went inside to change clothes and prepare to go with Angga.

A few minutes later Alya was out wearing a maroon colored robe combined with a matching hijab and carrying a small bag to store his wallet and mobile phone.

Alya sat on the sofa, while waiting for Angga who was still talking to his Father.

"It's ready Al." Ask Father.

"Yes sir."

"Don't go home at night." Father Message.

"Yes sir." Angga.

"Then we say sir, Mom. Permission to bring Alya."

Angga grabbed the hands of Alya's parents alternately and kissed the back of his hand.

"Be careful, Mas Angga."

"Yes, Mom."

Angga drove his motorcycle away from Alya's house towards his house.

Alya asked as they drove.

"Dear, at least 20 minutes."

Angga turned his motorcycle as it passed through the fork towards his house.

"Alya I've been here."

"Dear, where are you."

"Alya was at Alya's friend's wedding in the area when he was working at the factory."

"Which house is next door."

"Forgot - forget to remember."

Angga smiled but covered in Alya's helmet did not see it.

Then before long Angga's motorcycle stopped in front of a house that had white paint.

Alya's feeling increasingly stiff - somehow her heart can beat faster.

Alya got off the motorcycle and unlocked her helmet.

"This is Mas' house."

Angga said as he opened his helmet, and Alya smiled.

In front there is a woman with a baby child in her cradle with a mother - a mother.

"Let's go in."

Angga took Alya's hand and invited her inside.

" Assalamualaikum" said the two of them.

" Neylorda."

"Al, it's Mom. And that's my sister."

Angga introduced his mother and also his sister who had just given birth.

Alya grabbed the hand of her mother Angga and kissed the back of her hand.

"Come on Ma'am." Said Angga's mother.

Alya also shakes hands with her sister Angga.

"Funny yeah, how many months Ma'am." Alya asked She likes to see children.

"Just two months Ma'am, please sign Mbak."

Alya smiled and nodded her head as her father Angga came out and Alya grabbed her hand and kissed the back of her hand.

"This is Mr. Al."

"Alya Sir."

"Yes in, son."

Alya smiled and then went inside, She sat in the living room accompanied by Angga.

Before long his mother had come out of the inside with a tray containing drinks and snacks.

Angga's father is good, they chat a lot of things and offend also the issue of Alya's graduation.

"Supper Graduation."

"Yes sir."

Alya felt the Angga family was good with her, which Alya had been afraid of now was much calmer.

It was getting late afternoon Alya gave the code to Angga to go home.

"You go home now."

Alya nodded her head.

"Yes, I've been saying good to you and Mom."

Alya said goodbye to both Angga's parents.

"When it's time to play here Al." His mother Angga said.

"God willing, Ma'am, Alya saying goodbye."

"Yes, heart - heart Ga."

"Yes, Mom."

"Alya said sir."

"Yes, heart."

Alya did not say goodbye to her sister Angga because she had already returned to her own home.

Alya got on the Angga motorcycle and then Angga took off his motorcycle to leave home to arrange Alya home.

"Dear, thank you."

Angga grabbed Alya's hand and placed it on her stomach.

"Make what you are."

"Thank you for coming home to know the Mas family."

"Yes Mas, Alya is happy to see the Mas family."

" Alhamdulillah, if the holiday play yes."

"Alya can not promise also you know Mas, Alya shame we have no ties."

"No papa dear, I understand."

Angga rubbed Alya's hand and one held the steering wheel.

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