ALYA DIARY

44

Unrelenting smiles - ceaselessness radiated from the faces of the two of them.

Tri's first girlfriend but not the one who was first loved by Alya. But with the presence of Tri in his life Alya like getting a new spirit.

"Al, let's add the juice."

"Udah is full."

"Where Al is going to go after this."

"It was noon, Mas, where was Alya afraid of the kesorean return."

"Yes, come with me."

Tri stood towards the cashier to pay for their order and Alya followed him from behind.

"Udah, come on Al."

Tri grabs Alya's hand and takes her out of the cafe.

Alya is actually uncomfortable because it was held by his hand by Tri.

"A little while Al's up to the parking lot."

Tri knew that Alya felt uncomfortable but he even tightened his grip.

Alya followed suit and kept walking like that until the parking lot.

"Wear your mask Al first."

Finished wearing his mask Alya wanted to wear his helmet but instead took Tri and put on.

"That's good."

Alya smiled and nodded her head.

"Thank You."

"Thank you keep Al, yuk ride."

After Tri put on his own helmet and climbed on the bike then asked Alya to hold on to him while riding his bike.

"Hand."

Tri accidentally teases Alya.

"Hold the jacket."

"You can hug too, he he he he.."

"Udah Mas jalan yuk."

"Where."

"How do you say you want to go somewhere."

"If you go to KUA you want to."

"Alya wants to go to college."

"Ha ha ha.. Okay.." - Okay..."

Tri drove his motorcycle to a place while piggybacking Alya.

"What are you buying here."

Tri stopped his motorcycle in the parking lot of a distro.

"Find the shoes, let's go in"

Alya walked after Tri, and went inside.

Some shoes she tried and styled in front of Alya asking if it was appropriate or not.

"Good as it was."

"But the color doesn't like it dear."

Alya silently digested the words of Tri just now who called her Dear.

"Darling..."

Tri saw Alya daydreaming.

"Eh. Yes, my mother, why."

"Why daydreaming, that was good."

Alya smiled and nodded her head.

"Mas, another color isn't this one."

"There's a minute."

Once in the search it turns out there are 3 colors for the shoes chosen at try one by one while stylish in front of Alya.

"Good Mas it."

"Okay, I like that too. Our taste is the same, baby."

Tempta Tri, making Alya cheeks meet red especially since it was called dear.

"Because it's good, Mas, the shoes."

"Mas, please make the girl."

Tri was deliberately looking for a pair of shoes because he wanted to buy Alya too but without Alya's knowledge.

"Okay, just a minute."

Alya was silent because she thought she would buy her sister a girl.

"Try on, honey."

Tri crouched down in front of Alya who was sitting waiting for him.

"Why did Alya try it out."

"That's a woman's shoe from Mas's time who tried."

Tri took off Alya's shoes and put on her new one to try it on.

"What size is the same as Alya Mas's feet."

Tri smiled and still put his shoelaces together.

"Stand up, darling."

Tri grabbed Alya's hand and stood in line with Alya's shoes.

"Where is it, it fits."

Tri Ask for an opinion on the employees of the distro who saw it.

"Suit Mas, matching couple."

Alya looked at Tri who was just smiling.

"Like it, darling."

"This means Alya."

"He he he.. Oh, my dear, my boyfriend's innocent."

Tri Gemas rubbed Alya's head covered in hijab.

"But, this is overkill."

"Dear, please.. Accepted yes."

Tri grabbed Alya's hand.

"But Mas,..."

"Sustt.. You don't want to refuse."

"Pass for a bag for a shoe."

Tri asks the shoe holder to bring the old shoes and asks Alya to wear their shoes that are the same.

Alya feels that Tri is exaggerating so her boyfriend has bought shoes and the price is quite expensive for her who always saves money.

Tri was at the checkout and paying for their shoes, Alya waited while sitting and looking at the new shoes that were on her feet.

"Why dear, let's go home or where else."

"Mas, isn't this an exaggeration."

"No dear, let us mosque first yes dhuhur prayer."

"Yes, it's."

Tri grabs Alya's hand and takes her out of the distro, then restarts her motorcycle.

After the dhuhur prayer, they decided to go home.

Tri understands Alya's son is home so rarely go long and he does not want Alya to be angry with both parents.

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