Love Ordinary Girl "Alya"

Curhatan Alya

At four in the afternoon, I immediately prepared to wait for the invitation mas Abi.

"Mother, Alya go home first.. Assalammu'allaikum's chat.." I say goodbye to Marta, saying my greetings and kissing the back of her hand. Like what I'm used to doing to mom, 'cause Martha's like a second mom to me.

"Yes Al., Wa'allaikumsalam. Today was picked up by Mas Abi.., the young man you always tell me about, or Al..?" Miss Martha's question seemed to tease me...

I always tell him about Mas Abi, because Mas Abi is very special. Maybe because I feel that he is the figure of a brother who is very loving and understands his sister. Since the presence of Mas Abi in the stroke of the story of life, I became more robust, strong and mature in the face of the twists and turns of the test that came whack...

"Al.., kog is daydreaming...??? Can't wait to be picked up by your dream man...?? Hhhhehe..." Martha's words and laughter instantly awakened me..

"Eh.., Mother.. Mas Abi is only a big brother to Alya kog..." I replied to Martha's mother. Kuadui Mas Abi is indeed a perfect figure to be a candidate for priest. Besides being handsome he is also kind, religious and considerate.. "Duh.., kog even carried the words of Mother..." I murmured in my heart.

"Tuch there's an avan**silver, it looks like it's Al, Mas Abimu..., hhhehe.." Martha said, her ring finger pointed at the car that stopped across the street. And sure enough, a man came out of the car, smiling at me. He waved his hand and called my name.

"Sana Al.., immediately approached the handsome man..! Have fun, Al..." Said Ms. Martha while pinching my cheek.

"Heem.., yes Mother.. Alya go first yeah..."

"Yes dear..."

I immediately got out of the shop, and crossed the street with a small run. At the side of the car, Mas Abi opened the door and told me to come in.

"We're talking where Al, how good is it..?" Tanya Mas Abi, while starting to drive a car.

"Manut Mas Abi aja dech.."

"We're looking for a shady place Al... What is South Alun2? All eat bakwan kawi, or baso tusuk.., hhhhehe. There is also near the mosque.., if we chat until evening can stop by prayer first..."

"Okey dech Mas.., I agree..." I said with a smile looking at the mas Abi who was still driving.

Mas Abi drove his car to South Alun2.

"Nahhhh.., as far as Al. You waited near that tree first huh..! I'm gonna put the car in the parking lot for a second...."

"Reply with Abi..."

It was not until two minutes, Mas Abi had walked over. "Yuk Al.., we are sitting in the corner there, near the bakwan kawi seller..! All of us sell.., hehe..."

"Okay dech Mas.."

We walked along to the place referred to by Mas Abi.

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"Pack order two bowls of bakwan kawi yes.., all iced tea if there is one.."

"Well, yeah..." Reply to the seller bakwan kawi with a smile. We sat in the long chair, waiting for the order that was being formulated.

"Al.., start telling stories..! I'll hear it.."

"Hmm..., okay, Mom.. Actually I'm confused about where to start my story.., hhhehe.."

"As for Al.., relax your mind first...!"

"Huum.... Mas, it turns out that dinner last night that Arif held, he intended to surprise me. I got older yesterday, Mom..."

"Hah.., why don't you tell me that yesterday you got older Al..." Mas Abi was surprised.., his eyes seemed slightly widened to see me.

"Barakallahu fii umrik ya Al.. May your soul mate come closer, if there is none.., let me be closer to ta'aruf.., hhhhhaha..." Mas Abi let out a big laugh after congratulating and saying a successful word made my face red..

"Ihh.., Mas Abi nosy.., but thank you for your words and prayers, may Allah grant you.." I said expectantly and tried to hide the face that was still flushed with a little down.

"Back of Alya's love..." Reply Mas Abi with a big laugh.

Bakwan kawi mas Abi order has been completed. The seller gave it to us.

"Take Al first...! If it's cold it's less segeerr..."

"Yes, yeah..." I started eating slowly, continuing my story.

"Mas.., actually I doubt my feelings for Arif, in my eyes he is a simple, caring, kind friend.. During my time in high school, he always helped me. In the past the teachers hoped that we would be able to match, because it looks very familiar, and harmonious. But it makes me angry.. Maybe I didn't feel like it at the time.. But Arif always gives special attention, making my heart melt, and fascinated, especially with his simple personality.. When he went to college at LN, I was sad, when he came back I was so happy.. Until last night, when he gave me a surprise, I felt special to him.. But I'm afraid of this feeling. I'm afraid I'm too fantasized about being Cinderella..." I paused for a moment, sipping the freshness of the iced tea that was already in front of me.

"Keep your story Al..!" Mas Abi said with a gentle look.

"Mas.., I'm not sure this is love, I just feel empty.., when given our contrasting differences... On the other side of the heart, it is as if to say that this is but admiration, which turns into affection, and perhaps nothing more, because when nearby the vibration in the heart is not so great... It's just a sense of loss when he's not around, but a sense of happiness when he's close.."

"Hmmmm..., try to pray Istikharoh Al, please guide the answer to Allah..!! Do not guess your own feelings, without asking the Supreme Being to turn your heart back.. Ask Him, about your true feelings, please be given a heart that is right when you must choose to step forward..!" Abi's words are like an oasis in my arid heart...

"Mas Abi is right... I must not be too carried away by feelings, it could be.., this is just a test in waiting for the love He diridhoi Yes Mas...?"

"Yes Al.. , we heard the Adhan Maghrib Al.. Let's stop by the prayer first..!" Invite mas Abi while moving from his seat and give money to the father of the bakwan kawi seller.

We walked towards the Masjid which is east of South Square. Mas Abi and I split up in the courtyard of the mosque. Mas Abi stepped towards the place of male ablution, while I stepped towards the place of female ablution.

After I finished my ablution, I walked into the mosque. I took the face in the bag and put it on.

We pray together with Khusyu. When I have finished my greetings, I ask Allah for forgiveness for all my sins, and I also ask that I be guided to get rid of my restlessness. Once I feel enough, I take off my face and put it in my bag.

Apparently mas Abi was waiting in the foyer of the mosque. I walked closer to him.

"It's over Al...?" Mas Abi gave a sweet smile.

"It's already.." I answered her, returning her smile too.

"Al.., there's something for you.." Mas Abi took out something from inside his sling bag.

"Keep this gift of mine in your bag, as a substitute for the Qur'an and the prayer beads you once gave Angga, to make his heart calm..."

I received a small Qur'an with a light blue cover and a tasbih that was in tune with trembling hands..

"Thank you Abi.." I said with teary eyes.

"Yuk Al.., I'll take you home..! How do you feel...??"

"Huum Mas.., thank you always be by my side when I need you Mas..." I looked at him fixedly.

"Yes Al.. May my presence make you stronger in the face of the test of life, especially the test of love.., hhhhehe..." Mas Abi's laughter warms my heart, I feel happy... Without me knowing there is always a vibration when being close to this perfect man....

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