Gharib Love

Consolers

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What did Aini do to her tavern?

Yes, you know, he left with a motorbike and was placed in his shop.

But unfortunately, the stall was tightly closed and quiet; when Maghrib had just passed. Aini was not so worried, she headed straight towards the place where she put her bike.

"Kok tumben terribly clock this time already closed?"

Aini wondered why the clock like this stall was closed, although it was made wonder; he still took the motorbike, yes time to be left! hehe.

He opened the front of the bag, which he put the motor key in;

His hands began to palpate, which was still not in accordance with what was intended; he was still trying to try. But he failed, so he had to put his eyes in the direction in the bag for the rubbing.

"Got dark!" Aini felt she couldn't see what was inside the bag.

The sun was off duty to shine the night, so he grabbed the phone first and turned on the flashlight.

"Huh, where the hell is it?" his hands are still fumbling.

"Where to try?" his eyes focused on the sidelines inside the already glowing bag.

"Well, here we go! Yes cooking must be complicated first just met anyway? Just make a sprain!"

With a sour face, he tried to stay calm and insert the motor key in the proper hole.

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim,"

His legs swung so hard, because the starter near the gas could no longer be used.

Once the swing has not been able to make the engine motor on, he must try again to turn on the engine of his Supra motor.

The third time the sound boomed from the motorbike he was riding on,

Without thinking long, the motor drove so casually; not slow and not so fast.

As usual, Aini kicked to express the heart through the verse of the song that was assembled instantly.

"In this second today, waiting and waiting have I done. Irritated, bored. Hoooooooooooooooooo,"

"Improach and seek tranquility, yet the heart is restless; no one reconciles.hmmmmm,"

This self-composed and self-heard song tells of his own journey, which in this day contains only endless waiting.

Yes, although his body felt not so strong in the face of stoning circumstances; in fact, in this day and day he was so strong in the circumstances surrounding him.

Even on the way home, accompanied by a Supra X motorbike; he can string songs, but unfortunately the song cannot be played only once, both in terms of tone and sentence.

It's okay, at least it can amuse itself and maybe it's one way to relax.

Enjoying the atmosphere while driving with a song is the most fun thing, so it is unexpected; Aini is right in front of her house.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarokatuh," Aini deliberately said his greetings with a coquettish tone like a child who wanted to deliver a speech.

His mother replied with a casual answer, while his father laughed a little, answering the same greeting.

"Wa'alaikum salam warahmatullahi wabarokatuh,"

"What time did you just come home?" Follow Mr. Aini after answering greetings.

"Yes, Sir. You were out of class at 5, continue to wait angkot to make towards the stop; abis is waiting for the bus. I'm tired, hehehehe."

Aini explained as clearly as the flow home late, her father would not be angry when Aini explained what happened.

"Oh, yeah. Clean there!"

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Body cleaning is over, prostration to God has been cash, time to put food in the stomach.

"Ah, start the laper! This whole day was tired, O God." Aini gave a spoiled touch to her stomach that she wanted to enter.

"Need additional nutrients! isn't that right, peyuut?"

"Yes, let's get some rice, and the side dishes!"

Again Aini monologue, speaking at will to yourself.

In addition Aini immediately took out a glass plate, opened the food cover; she had seen the rice and side dishes that were ready to be taken. Aini was immediately gercep took enough.

"This is not enough, is it? will it run out anyway?"

In the middle of the journey of pouring rice on her plate, Aini was worried; willing to take a lot of fear mostly, willing to take a little fear less.

"Later if you take a little and less, want to add again it feels different."

"Aaaah, yes, take the middle."

Aini returned the rice only one tablespoon, because it was seen that returned it was less appetizing.

"Already,"

He had finished taking food from the kitchen, his footsteps leading to the front room. Where there is a television on. Yups, that's where Aini's family is watching television.

Aini finally took a position that did not disturb the eyesight of those who were focusing on seeing the soap opera.

Aini greedily enjoyed dinner, yes even though it had not passed 9; but the sky was already pitch dark, yes there the Javanese say it was night.

So greedy Aini feed themselves, yes the name is also single; definitely feed yourself dong.

Aini's imagination began to emerge,

Plastered so clear groove but not so clear people who are in it.

"If there were ayang, there would be someone watching me. I don't think it's good; eating doesn't eat nothing to remind."

"Eeeeeitz, there's ding. My mother always reminded me. Butiiiiii,,,"

Aini seemed to think for a moment, even though she already knew the answer.

"Hmmmm,, but if it looks like I haven't eaten yet. Yes, it's okay! the important thing is there's a reminder, rather than nothing."

"But it feels like you want to have a job,"

Not Aini his name if it is not wishful and not Aini his name if he does not have many wishes.

Those two things never escaped Aini's soul, as if they were both ingrained.

Finally Aini decided to establish herself and convince herself, if she wants to have a partner means she is ready for the risks she will face in a relationship.

"Eh, is it over?"

While greedily bribing food and his focus in dabbling watching the soap opera scene, Aini until not aware that the plate he denied was not filled. It contains ludes, which is left only traces or leftover rice attached to the glass plate.

This time, inevitably he had to stand up and step up to return the dishes to the kitchen. In fact he was rather sorry that the rice devoured had run out with the stomach still willing. While he knew that eating out and want to add it the second time the taste did not match the first. Until he refused to take or add another bribe.

Finally he decided to dispel regrets and tried to breathe sincerity.

After going to the kitchen, he rejoined in front of the television to continue his awareness of the soap opera he was watching earlier; which made his consciousness disappear in an instant.

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