Love In Do'A(Sequel Heart Kink Raisya)

Love In Do'A(Sequel Heart Kink Raisya)
Re-encounter



In the afternoon, Naila was out shopping for toiletries and snack supplies. He decided to go to one of the Mall in Kita Jogja. Naila ordered a grab car to drive her to the mall.


"With Naila's mother?" Ask the new grab driver.


"Yes, Sir!"


"Monggo please come in. Go to Mall X, huh, Ma'am?"


"Yes, sir."


"Good, Ma'am."


Along the way Naila was just busy chatting with Farah who was venting her boyfriend's problems.


It didn't feel like Naila was finally at her destination.


"Thank you, sir."


"Together, Mother."


Naila put her foot inside the Mall. It was not difficult for Naila to shop alone. Because he was used to doing it. He got into the super market inside the Mall and took a trolley to accommodate his groceries. Quite a lot of stuff he bought, there was toiletries, some snacks, instant noodles, milk, various sausages and nuggets.


"Duh, so shut up! But this is for your two-week ration, all right?" Naila murmured in the heart.


Finished shopping, Naila walks into a donut shop to buy her favorite packet of donuts and chocolate drinks. He had two plastic bags that were big.


"How, Brother?"


"150 grand, brother."


"This is my brother, thank you."


"Thank you back, brother."


Naila sat in one of the chairs inside the donut shop.


"Huft, heavy too! If you knew I was carrying this heavy stuff, he'd be pissed." Naila lirih. He put down his bag of groceries and opened his mask. Then enjoy the donuts and chocolate drinks that he bought. After eating a piece of donuts and finishing his drink, he decided to go home and bring the rest of the doughnuts in the crib. This time he didn't order a grab, but he'd take a taxi.


While on the way, the taxi he was riding broke down.


"What's up, sir?"


"Strikes, Nons! Looks like it's dry."


"Well, how is this, sir? Adzan maghrib too."


"Non, find a cloth taxi, yes, I'll help."


"Yes, how else? This is the fare." Naila's giving 50 thousands."


"No, Nin! It's my fault."


"No, Sir! I was driving half the way. You deserve it."


"All right! Argo only up to 22 thousand, this is the return, Non."


"No need, sir. Just for Dad! Give it to his son."


"Thank you, Non!"


"Yes, you're welcome."


Naila got out of the taxi, and stood by the roadside to wait for another taxi. There was not a single taxi that passed, because it was Maghrib and the road that passed was not a big road.


Soon a motorbike stopped in front of Naila.


"Did he know me? Or maybe my college friend?" Naila wondered in her heart.


The man took off his helmet. Naila was immediately surprised to see it.


"Hi, what are you doing here?" Salman greeted as if he knew Naila well.


"E. I'm waiting for a taxi, it's a taxi I'm riding on strike."


"If you want, come with me. It's already maghrib, it's not good for a woman to stand alone on the street."


Naila still thinks.


"Don't worry, I won't kidnap you!"


Salman stood up and approached Naila. Picked up the pouch Naila carried in both her hands. Then put it on the front bike.


"Come, ride!"


"Good"


Finally Naila went up and the bell tilted behind.


The Flash Back On


Salman is at Mall X to meet Aunt Rika, Om Alan's wife. Auntie Rika has a bag shop inside the Mall. While going to the parking lot, Salman saw the woman he had met on campus. He was very sure, because the clothes are the same and of course the watch is still attached to the woman's hand. Salman wanted to crush him, but he got into a taxi. Quickly salman bless to the parking lot to pick up the motor, and avoid the motor at high speed.


"Ish... Where's that cab!" Salman was upset. But he was not discouraged, in his heart he said "Oh Allah, please meet us."


Back Off Flas


Salman stopped at a mosque.


"Sorry, you don't mind if we pray here first?"


"No, not at all. I am thankful for."


"Yes, let's pray first."


They split up looking for ablution' place each.


After she finished praying, Naila forgot to put her mask back on. He sat on the terrace of the Mosque to wait for Salman.


"It's over?" Salman's voice shocked him.


"Ah, yes! Naila stood up."


Salman walked ahead of Naila.


"Come, na-ik-lah!" Salman's best-brick words when he accidentally saw Nabila's face. He was still staring at Nabila.


"You're Naila, right?" Salman confirmed.


Naila flinched, she did not expect Salman to directly hit her. He realized that his mask was still being worn.


Naila couldn't make a sound yet, she just smiled and nodded. Salman got up from his seat.


"When Anindita, the tomboy girl who always wanted to rival me?"


"Yes, Salman Nanda Haris, it's me!"


Salman's reflexes wanted to embrace Naila, but he said. Currently it is in the mosque area.


"I thought it was you!"


How glad the two of them were, their do'a had all this time been answered.


"I don't think you'll know you, Man!"


"Where is it possible, Nin? Ah, I'm so happy tonight. Let's go first, get some food! You should tell me the same!"


They left the mosque, then stopped by in malioboro. Salman stopped at one of the lesehan stalls there.


"Come here, Nin!"


"You remember that weird call?


"That's not weird, I'd rather call you Anin! Be different from others."


"Yes, it's up to you."


"Nin, why are you so feminine now? I barely knew you. But from your voice and and smile, I can't deny it. The world is as wide as moringa leaves apparently!"


Naila smiled shyly at Salman's praise.


"I decided to wear the hijab, because I didn't want to add sin to my father. You know what, Man? I went to school in Madrasah and that's where I studied religion."


Salman did not blink listening to Naila's story.They were not aware, if the hearts of both were shaking.


"Salman, you're beating me up, aren't you?"


"Yes, listen! Then you can go to college here, shouldn't you be far from home?"


"I got a scholarship, and Dad let me. You alone, why did you get here? You went to college yesterday."


"I'm just playing to my omku's house here. Yesterday I went with Caca to the campus. Caca's my Om son." Salman deliberately did not tell the truth.


They exchanged stories during the school days of Junior High School and High School. Every now and then they both laugh considering their Elementary days.


"This man is gone, I have to arrive at the boarding house at 9. That means 20 minutes."


"Yes let's go home, I'll take you to the boarding house."


The two of them left Malioboro and headed for the Naila boarding house.


Seriate....


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