Gharib Love

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"So much as you understand, how much I admire you,"

The concert has begun, hehehe

Yes, it has become a habit of Aini when on a trip.

With the kick of the song he enjoyed, always carried away the atmosphere that finally suddenly reached the front of the house.

This time Aini will go to college with her friend, because she is offered to leave together.

"Ai, go with yuk! change the drive." The message that came in via his WhatsApp

"Oh yes, Gengs! God willing!"

The friend who invited him to this house was still a neighbor of the district, and connected his friends who were in the direction of the campus through Aini's house, so his friend invited him home.

Aini the person is not happy even with his own friends, he is afraid to be very afraid to hurt his friend. But this is also the opportunity for Aini to go together, because Aini is experiencing a financial crisis.

"Thank God, this may be the way of the Lord. So that I don't skip college, keep my own spirit up!"

It's nothing, Aini is always guessing and always learning to keep behaving husnudzon.

Arriving home, Aini immediately got ready as usual; because Aini was not happy if her friend had to wait for her to be ready, she was ready, so either way he must be ready first before his friend has arrived in front of the house.

"Bak, if you want to say yes!"

The short message that was thrown on via WhatsApp to his friend was not what Aini had used to call anyone with the title mbak; both young and older kaula slightly on it.

"Okay, here I am just getting ready; this is going straight away."

The message was answered so quickly with just a few seconds, and when it got that answer;

"Huh? Is it 12:15? the preparation time is only 15 minutes from now!"

"Shelf!"

Aini pulled the door shut tightly with a voice so thunderous. He was in a hurry to do all the activities or preparations to leave for college with a relatively short time;

"Good thing the house is quiet again,"

Aini realized that the door made such a great sound, but she still ran hard towards the bathroom.

He was looking for an alternative path when time was very short, this time he dared not to take a shower to leave for campus; however to cover up the body odor, he did, he still cleans the body parts that are felt to emit unpleasant odors.

"Beeeeeeeeer, it's noon; but how cold is the water?" Aini just muttered inwardly.

While holding back the cold that somewhat began to puncture the bone, Aini began to advance the movement so that the activities in the bathroom were resolved. At first glance clean even though not bathing, and clear when washed water ablution.

Then Aini went back to the room to change clothes, bowed to her Lord, and got ready.

"Oh my God, I don't shower! it's okay; than later awaited."

The hijab has been attached to the head;

"Tit, tiiiiiiiiiiiit.......,.."

The motor horn worn by his friend had greeted in front of the house, without further ado Aini immediately closed the house and locked it. Because the house was uninhabited and approached a friend who had picked him up in front.

"What time did you leave, ma'am?"

Finally Aini's pleasantries slide to dispel the silence.

"Not a half hour ago why, uh I'm in the back! you're the one driving."

"Okay, ready!"

The wheels were spinning on dusty asphalt and under such a sharp sunburn. How not to get stung? The head is only covered with a helmet, the body is indeed dressed; but it is easily washed by the sun.

"Ah, forgot to bring the jacket again. The heat, god."

Aini did not dare to express through her speech at that time, but only expressed in her heart.

Along the way was quiet, only two words were spoken. Because the two of them are not so familiar, still closed to each other and still reluctant to talk a lot.

Despite the silence, Aini's trip this time was so stressful. Because the one in the front is the same one behind the BB heavier the back. With a Vario motorbike that has been fairly large, the,

"Wow, uh,,"

The wind hit the vehicle, until the motor of all people felt like being blown by the wind. But with such extra strength, Aini had managed to withstand the force of the wind that was trying to knock her down.

Aini refocused, but only a quarter of the way; Aini failed to focus by a truck that would cross without a bow. As of,

"Ciiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit," the brake is pressed firmly until the motor stops by hitting another motor.

"Brruuuk,"

Aini could not bear the burden of herself, friends, and the bike; until finally fell.

"You sleepy ta?" The question was thrown by his friend.

"How, Ma'am? is there any injuries? or how?" The response of the person who was hit worried about the situation, probably because he knew that the truck in front was the reason.

Aini's friend asked like that because he had known, that Aini had once driven in a state of deep sleep. Until the state of the motor drove in the mid-road area, which is where it is very worrying. But it was known to his friend after arriving at the campus.

"I was driving in a state of sleep to survive to the goal, but this time I did not sleep; why fell."

Aini had not realized that from earlier her mind went around somewhere, so the eyeball was not able to capture the scene even in close proximity.

"Astaghfirullah, Alhamdulillah, has been given salvation, even though I am wounded."

Aini's knee leg was bleeding, but her blood was flowing at one point; not so much, that it was still fine.

"God still gives me the opportunity to always improve myself and to be more careful in driving, especially in metropolitan areas."

With steadfastness Aini endured the pain and was able to talk badly from her friend when she arrived at the campus.

"It's broken, it's broken, how's this?"

"Yes already, Ma'am.sam later to fix it first, tomorrow-tomorrow I change the money." Aini did feel very guilty about not being able to hold the bike.

His heart murmured, "His name is also calamity, where does anyone plan except God? If asking for compensation, yes already bismillah hopefully does not cost a lot."

Although it does not cost a lot is an impossible thing, because the broken rearview mirror and a crack occurs at the bottom of the back of the motor head.

Aini's heart and mind are not careless, though,

"When it's expensive, where do I get money from? My salary is enough? I haven't paid anyways. Hadeeeeh, how's this?"

"Eeeeeemm, anyways why do you have to be invited to go together anyway if it will happen like this?"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah," Aini's heart screamed, yet inaudibly.

He is also confused if with the cost of a lot or large, how to explain in front of his parents?

Aini in the classroom this time was so unable to focus at all, her mind already seemed to be about to explode. His eyes looked at what seemed to be the eyes, not looking at the friend who was doing the task; though his eyes were fixed on the group in front of him.

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