Alya Love Story's

The Jakarta

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The bus car carrying many passengers suddenly stopped suddenly.Other silent car initially, now boisterous by many rants from the passengers.

"Astagfirullah haladzim"

Said the beautiful woman who sat alone in the back of the car.His body was pushed forward as the car stopped.The beautiful part in the pink dress did not escape with the khimar that closed his aura.Wajaah looks a little shocked as a result the driver who braked suddenly.

The driver then looked back, he saw his passengers were very surprised.But what power the big bus car broke down to run out of fuel.With a heavy heart he dropped all his passengers.

"Mother and mother, I'm sorry.the car ran out of sneezes.You can all get off and find another bus ride" said the driver trying to explain to all his passengers.

The passengers look very upset, they then come out with a heavy heart.If they wait to fill the gasoline then the time will be longer.

While the girl who was still sitting was very confused, whether she also had to go down.Padahat only the first time he set foot in Jakarta, especially he went alone without anyone accompanying.

After deciding it carefully, the woman in pink dress also stepped her feet out of the car.Mata did not escape looking at the driver of the car is sad and confused.

"Patient father yes, this may be a test from Allah SWT" said the woman while showing her true smile.

"Thank you!!"

Then he walked straight ahead before turning back and asked the driver.

"Sir I want it!!!If jakarta is still far away???"

"Actually this has reached the border of jakarta-bandung neng, staying straight aja later there is a bus terminal in front, Kalo neng want to be good to jakarta.Naik aja 1 more time bus to Jakarta."

The woman then nodded in understanding the driver's explanation.

"Thank you for the nets sir, I say goodbye first, Assalamualaikum wr.wb"

"Waalaikumsalam to.wb"

The woman then walked straight ahead in accordance with the instructions of the bus driver.

Gorgeous, pretty,sholehah and educated very suitable in pinning on the girl.He was far from his hometown of bandung to Jakarta which in fact his metropolitan city.He had to fight for himself to find work with armed with his expertise.Other goals to Jakarta are looking for an uncle and aunt who live in Jakarta.

Alya ainiyah the beautiful pink girl was coolly chanting the prophet's dress from her golden voice.His face looked very happy when singing the Prophet Muhammad's song was.Padahat he had to walk straight to find a bus that could deliver it to jakarta.

Alya beautiful woman was never able to resist the desire of the abi, according to him what became the order of his abi is an obligation that he must fulfill.More than his earth has returned here Allah SWT.

Because he felt thirsty, after walking for so long, he took the time to buy a bottle of drinking water.His feet were wrapped in a pink snacker that led to a stall on the side of the road.

"Assalamualaikum sir, I want to buy one mineral water" said Alya to the shop keeper.

Take the water carefully. Alya did not want if she came into contact with a man who was not her mahrom.

"Bismillah" said the woman while sipping the newly purchased water plan.Then she decided to continue her journey.

Not yet arrived at the terminal, he saw beside the road there were 4 thugs whose appearance was considered bad to see her,tattoos all over his body look very clear.Before his clothes are torn up there here and there rich lack of material so.His face is fierce by carrying iron pipes in his hands.

Not wanting anything bad to happen to him, he tried to speed up his footsteps so that he could get ahead of the scenery.

"There's a meal for the boss" said one of the thugs.

They then walked towards Alya who was still busy speeding up her steps.

After being really close, they also launched their action.

"Where's beautiful going??"Said one of the thugs trying to hold alya's cheek, but quickly alya avoid not to come into contact with the thug.

Because of his circumstances increasingly make alya afraid he also tried to escape from the thugs.His face was full of great fear.

Run

That's what can save him at this time.The tiny legs he fake to continue in motion to escape the thugs.

His breathing roar was irregular, so tight he ran.Alya was afraid if the thugs managed to catch him and he was afraid if the thugs did something dangerous to him.

Alya kept saying Allah's name over and over again, knowing that Allah would help his servant in times of difficulty.

'Oh Allah, please help the servant in the word of his running activity.

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