Inviting Love Sometimes

Al, Who?

Poor city sky, already wrapped up in the evening a few minutes ago.the stars scattered into the most beautiful decoration there.

After performing his magrib prayer with the clothes he was wearing. shifa continued to read the verses of the Qur'an through his mobile application to be listened to by the girl who had not been aware of it.

Until Adzan isya reverberate. Shifa took back the water and prayed.Luckily, the clothes she was wearing still closed the aurat.

"he said for a second. What time is it?" Kelu shifa, he was sitting in an outdoor chair.it was very tired for him waiting for the man in charge of the girl inside.

"Shifa."

Finally someone he was waiting for also appeared at the end of the corridor.

"Sorry.I just came," said the regretful aska, Shifa just gave a nod trying to understand the busyness of the man in front of her.

"Lia hasn't been sober?" Aska looked at her sister for a moment.

"The doctor said it was still a drug condition. His heart condition was very weak," replied shifa, he stood up from his seat, "I want to go home first, tomorrow I'm here again to visit Lia " shifa left the man who was sculpting in front of her.

"Diaha!" call aska, make the owner of the name surprised and turn to her, "Let me deliver," said aska.

"That's fine!" Reject shifa, "let me go home to the ojek online only."

"Have you ordered?"

Shifa took her phone in a bag, "i'll order it now," she turned on her data mode and opened the app feature there. Yet...

"Duuuuh.kok lowbet anyway!" Kelu shifa when he found his phone screen suddenly darkened.

"Why, fa?" Aska.

"The drive is empty?" ask her.

Shifa shook her head, "My phone is dead," replied shifa then glanced at the phone in Aska's hand, "can I borrow it, your phone?"

Aska smiled, "i'm very happy if I can help you," said Aska but she instead walked past the dumbfounded shifa.

Shifa snorted, she turned around and followed the man's footsteps, already guessing the intent of his words.

"you know I can't ride a bike with you, right, ska? just lend me your cell phone."

But again, Aska only commented on the smile on the woman who continued to follow him, until they arrived in the parking lot.

Aska approached the white Avanzah car. Shifa was still following behind him, not because she had no pride, but rather who she would ask for help this night, if not the man in front of her. He only hoped the man would lend him a cell phone.

"Lake in!" Aska opened the back door of the car, telling the woman to get inside immediately, however, the shifa just silently looked at her.

"Do you want to sit in front of me?" Tempted, he was about to close the door again, but soon the shifa held back and entered in it. Aska smiled at the woman's behavior that really had no choice but to go along with her.

"O Allah forgive your servant who was forced to be alone again with him" Inner shifa, his gaze followed the man who was circling the front of the car.

After entering. Aska directly runs the car. Lucky, he swapped vehicles with wilyam to be able to use this vehicle.

awkward and embarrassed, iyah.shifa tried to understand this situation, even though it had been a few days ago she wanted to be free from the man. But God instead gave him the situation as it is now that makes it difficult to avoid.

shifa continued to look at the man in front of her through the front mirror, "this should be her chance to tell her the contents of her heart, it's not usual that she was silent like this?"

shifa looked at the suspicious man. But soon he turned his gaze when the aska looked in the mirror to make the view meteka meet.

aska flicked her lips, when she saw that Shifa hurriedly turned her eyes away, "it turns out you still like to be diem diem see me yes, fa"

Deg

although surprised by Aska's statement, Shifa chose silence, lazy to serve. because if he responded to the man there would be increasing expectations.

"Faa.., I hope you can help me to change," aska still stared at the reflection of the shifa from the mirror, but the woman was still reluctant to respond, "who helped her brother's embrace, "who's who, then God will always help his needs."

hearing that, finally the shifa ventured to look at the aska. and their gaze met, she could see a seriousness in the eyes of the man.

"i will help you, if you no longer involve feelings," said shifa, she stared intently at the man, but she immediately turned her eyes back after seeing a smile knotted from her lips. he had forgotten the nature of this man who would not just set him free.

he chose to look at the window, talking to the person would only make his old wounds rise to the surface.

although not at the weekend, but the roadside that night was so crowded, it was seen the young men and women who with their pedals showed off their affection in public. made shifa shudder, "if you had known what recompense your parents would have received if you had done such a heinous deed,"

shifa broke her mind, aware, she was no less bad than them. Forgetting, he was also dating, ever together, ever married.

but that was then and now regretted.

why did he get caught up in this heinous act? what if God were still to punish him for what he did? what if later the angel of the zabaniyah would bring pebbles from hell to hold on to his mother.

unconscious tears shifa fell, imagining what if one day his mother bore the bad deeds of her son.shifa immediately wiped her tears before the human mouth in front of her was seen and commented.

his gaze was still fixed on the window, following the speed of the vehicle carried by the aska.

My motorcycle...

shofa remembered his bike which he left

on the side of the road after seeing a black metic motor belonging to the exact same young man parked in the barrel of the young man.

"Stop!"

Shouted shifa, making a surprised aska and immediately stepped on her brake pedal, "Why!?"

"My motorbike and Lia's motorbike, were still on the roadside earlier," replied the shifa, "we're late."

Aska turns her car around and follows the shifa's directions to the place where Lia was in the accident. But when we got there, nothing was visible. Shifa got out of the car, she was looking for her bike.

"Yes, are you staying here?" ask Ask.

"Dad! it just happened today when I forgot!" Sahut shifa from there, he continued to run open a pile of bushes, hoping someone who had good intentions to hide his bike.

"Udaaah, let's go back. Let me change your bike!" Aska sahut.

Shifa turned around and just glimmered it cynically.she knew that behind the man's noble intentions, there must be his air behind the stone.

Aska approached the shifa, "this is a street with shifa, silent. many people who will benefit the situation, take things that have no owner."

seeing that the woman did not respond, he had to look at her face, "you cry fa?"

ask questions instead make the woman's cry more broken, shifa crouched down and drowned her face, she was thinking about her lost motor, her hard work was nothing else she could see.

looking at the shifa's behavior, making aska guess what the woman was thinking, "i will replace your bike" he said.

shifa shook her head, still in a state of silence, "nothing can replace my hard work.it's my hard work," he said between hiccups.

aska who saw it, already could not bear to hug and calm her ex-lover. Yet he still thought of the limits and remembered his intention to change.

"i'll help you find him tomorrow, we can ask the police for help to catch the culprit" said aska. "or maybe, it's Nabil." he murmured later.

shifa looked up her head, she looked at the man in front of her who was thinking about something.Their gaze met when the aska turned her head, while the shifa's gaze was just emptiness, she was thinking about the man named Nabil, iyah, that is, that guy took my bike, his mind.

"why?" ask ask aska.

shifa blinked her eyes in surprise, "Antar I came home," she asked, then stood up and walked over to the car.

while the man with him, still staring at him strangely, "not that he thought about his motor" the inner aska, he immediately followed the shifa when the woman was close to the car.

aska got in and ran his car. It did not take long finally they arrived at their destination.

shifa was already holding the door handle, but had not yet opened it, she saw the man who was also looking at her from the mirror,

"Thank you, Ska." said shifa. although awkward, but that's what he wanted to say to the man.he immediately opened the door after getting a nod from the aska. get out of the car and rush into the yard of his house.

"shifa!" call aska.

shifa turned around, looking at the astonished man who had not yet run his car, "want anything else, he."

Aska smiled, "Assalamu alaikum," he said later.

Oiyah, salam.shifa gave a slight smile, she forgot to say hello, probably because of her awkwardness.

"Waalaikumussalam" he replied.

Aska then drove her car, after the woman answered her greetings.

while Shifa also continued his steps, but the step was stopped when he was about to climb the house.The object he was looking for had been parked neatly beside his house.

"maa..?" grill when you get in the house.

"Oh my God, son! where are you from!?" sahut ana, he went out and approached his daughter, "where are you from?" ask again.

"later shifa storyain, mah" said shifa, "mah, who brought the shifa motor earlier, who?

"Well, didn't you tell him to take your bike?" ask shifa's mother in wonder.

shifa was silent for a moment, "who is it, mah?"

"his name, Al," jawan shifa's mother,

"Al?" reworked.

Ana nods, "yes, Al. She says she's your friend," she nudges her daughter's arm, "you have a friend you don't know your mom.

klo who I believe mama agrees." God.

"what the hell, ma. shifa people do not know the same name, Al."

"but he said he knew you, son"

shifa raised both of her eyebrows, she began to wonder, "what are the characteristics of her to mah?"

"Beauty, white, cool, sweet---"

shifa took a breath, "that's the mama again call her type mama," replied shifa "other features deh, mah who can shifa guess who's ready for it."

"his man is sweet, kok. his son has dimples that are so."

"Mah's dimples?" shifa made it clear, and her mother nodded, "the pants are torn, mah?" ask shifa again.

His mother nodded, "yes, but his son was still polite, polite, friendly.not like the Korean boy."

shifa just stared blankly at her mother.heard the features called her mother, making herself able to deduce who the man named Al was, and who she was,

but why Al? is not his name Nabil?

shifa's mind was already squealing suspiciously.

"oiyah, My name and address, how did he know.O Allah, who exactly is that man?"

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