Gharib Love

Ever Existed

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The already calm minded mind, spontaneously began to pounce on the transverse shadow unintentionally.

"If you're an ex, why are you still friends?"

"Yep,"

"What's wrong with just being friends?"

The eyes refocus on the video on the phone screen, the,

Yes, Aini is not a woman like the shows in the films; which is ready at 3 pm, the departure of abis isya'.

Unnoticed;

"Allahuakbar, Allahuakbar"

The echo of the voice of Adzan reverberated so beautifully and pleasant to be heard by the ears.

The pause button is pressed to enjoy that beauty, though,

When the echo of the Adzan ended, Aini stepped her feet one by one towards the hall where the ablution.

…

His Maghrib prostration was over, Aini rushed to dress up a little by attaching powder pupur to her face also giving a black pecker on her lower eyelashes, then chose a hijab and enveloped her crown.

Where's he going, serapi?

It's Sunday night, which Aini will leave for before taking part in the street library stall.

"Mom, salim!"

Aini asked her mother's helping hand to ask for RIDlo over demanding her knowledge,

His mother immediately stretched out her hand, the porch ordered;

"Yes, be careful and don't go home all night!"

The message that the mother always said to her third baby was about to travel.

"Ehm, Assalamualaikum,"

Aini's hands waving, her feet slowly turning on her motorbike; a sign of a goodbye session was over.

"Wa'alaikum hail,"

Aini's body has been seen far from the front door, the motor is indeed speeding slowly; but its existence is not visible from inside the house.

"Someday, you'll understand when I'm gone. One day, when I'm gone and I won't be back."

The street concert has already begun, hehehe.

Not just lonely no one asked her to speak, Aini began to join in somehow.

All the way from the house to the place of njai or hut, not a single street light stood. It's just the lights of fellow road users.

"Astaghfirullah, glare!"

Spontaneously Aini changed the direction of the glass that reflected light from the rider behind him.

His eyes could not see the direction of the road when the reflection of light hit the eyes.

"Okay,"

Aini almost fell when there was a hole in the road that was not visible because of the light reflection effect earlier.

"O Allah, O Allah, when he was just about to leave."

Aini's mouth uttered not Aini's intention to blame God, but she wondered why she had just left for such a test.

"Ah, whose name is willing to do good there must be a hindrance,"

The mind of Aini intervenes with the problem this time, though uninvited; the mind is most sensitive to anything related to taste.

"Allahumma sholli'alaa sayyidina Muhammad,"

The mind is constantly arguing, but the mouth tries to clothe.

The gripping night did not make Aini afraid of excessive.

Aini is like a brave man, but actually not so brave. It is only circumstances that teach courage.

"Thank God, it's finally here."

The journey to the next village was not so far away, nor so close; all that made Aini tremble was the darkness of the night, while he brought his own motorbike. Sometimes afraid of invisible creatures, and sometimes afraid of being sore."

Arriving at the cottage, Aini headed straight for the princess's seat.

"Wa'alaikum salam warahmatullahi wabarokatuh,"

The cabin babysitter answered the greetings without Aini saying the greetings,

Aini was embarrassed to be the center of view, with her head lowered as soon as Aini said, "Assalamualaikum Warahmatullahi wabarokatuh,"

Yes maybe because the distance of the entrance with the babysitter of the cottage is quite far, thought Aini said a greeting; so the babysitter of the cottage who is often called this brother answered the greeting.

Aini's feet keep stepping in the direction that has been addressed, which is the most comfortable seat when studying. Follow a long table that is ready to support when drowsiness strikes. Hehehe,,,

"Bismilahirrahmanirrahim, the intention of guiding Science, O Allah!"

Aini sat in the front row a distance of 2 meters facing towards the nanny of the cottage who sat in front of the middle between the place of the son and daughter. So that everyone can look at the babysitter of the cottage.

40 Minutes of lapse;

"Wallahuua'lam. Al-Fatiha."

Njai on Sunday night has passed, it is time for Sunday night.

"Where? So then?"

Messages from Diki are coming in on WhatsApp gradually. But Aini did not immediately invite him to move, but rather;

"Yes, So. Join the congregation there first!"

Aini told Diki to join Isya's congregation in the cottage, because after njai pas already entered Isya' time'.

"Okay, Boss!"

"When have I been your boss?"

"Since this."

"Well, go with the congregation first!"

"Yes-yes, see you!"

"OK,"

…

"Come on!"

"Yes, I brought my own bike. But then when you go home anterin ya!"

Not Aini did not dare to go home alone, but yes how; girls cook to go home in the middle of the night alone. What if there are bad people? Aren't you?

"Yes, I'll be back home. Just relax!"

Diki was still attentive with Aini, clearly visible on her face.

Maybe because Aini is her first love, which no one can replace. Especially with Diki with his second girlfriend only lasted two to three months.

Yes, Aini did have a sense of heat when gathering with her Junior High friends; and one of those who recognized her, he said, then Aini got the story that Diki played to Delia's house;

Aini is aware, it is not part of Diki's life anymore; but why suddenly Diki returned again brings a myriad of attention and attitudes showing affection that has not been lost.

"Why child? Cook is he still got the same taste of me?"

Aini motor runs accompanied by Diki motor, not just accompanying; si Diki not talking Aini that is not so important.

With a slightly trembling accent until stuttering speech arises, indicating that Diki is still gerogi in front of Aini.

Although like that, Aini tried to face Diki's attitude.

"Have you eaten yet?"

Asked Diki who sounded dimly,

"Well, that's it,"

Night air effect accompanied by motor sound, Aini sound is almost inaudible. So he had to scream a little even though their bikes went hand in hand.

"So I'm going to eat first,"

Aini connected the answer with a tone like the answer earlier.

"Oh, kirain hasn't."

The night was silent again, no one was willing to start the conversation; the two of them were unpleasant, mutually nervous and somehow felt like they were.

Weekly nights with ex is not an easy thing for them, because Aini also still many wounds that have not been neatly packed. Diki is still not feeling good because it has never moved to another heart.

"Ai, is it really okay if I take off together?"

Diki opened the voice to remove the silence of the night,

"Well, papa, why?"

"Yes no papa, I'm afraid someone will be angry."

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