Love Ordinary Girl "Alya"

I'm Waiting In Malioboro

I kept running until I came out of the gate. Before ordering the ojek online, I sent a message to Mas Abi, so that he would not worry and confused looking.

09.30] Assalammuallaikum Mas, I go home first huh

Ting.notif reply message from Mas Abi, maybe my lover is finished teaching.

09.35] Waallaikumsalam, a minute Al!! Why not wait for me??

09.47] Sorry, I am not comfortable Mas there, I wait in front of Malioboro Ma**just right?

09.55] Okay, baby wait there! Fifteen minutes later I followed.

10.05] Okay.

I immediately ordered an online motorcycle taxi with a destination to Malioboro Ma**. Not until 10 minutes, ojek sir came. After handing over the helmet to me, he took out his motorcycle.

I breathed in 2 air to relax my mind. I had to tell about Diana to Mas Abi, so that the turmoil in the heart was gone.

Didn't feel we had arrived in front of the Mall, I went down and returned the helmet on the bulge, and gave him money plus tips.

"Trank you Ma'am.hopefully the fortune is also launched.." Said Mr. Ojol with sparkling eyes, after receiving money from me.

"Remember sir, thank you yes.may you also be given smooth.and gacor orderannya..hhhhehe..."

"Loh.mbak'e tau also gacor..?"

"Yes sir, it just so happens that my friend is also a bully..."

"Oalah.ya mbak, I continued first yes.." Mr. Ojol started riding the motorcycle with a smile full of enthusiasm. Even though on his face looks tired.

"Suggeh Sir, spirit.excite Sir...!!" I reply by raising my clenched right hand, accompanied by a small laugh for Pak ojol.

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I sat in a long chair on the side of Malioboro road, while enjoying the atmosphere full of crowds and fun.

Many tourists passed by. Their faces were adorned with crisp laughter. There are also street buskers, who kindly greet and pluck strings and chant love songs.

Anak2 joined his parents, while enjoying ice cream. Their smiles are as if this place is true2 energizes happiness.

"Darling..." Arrived2 I heard a familiar voice calling me. I looked back to make sure.

"Mas Abi's..." I said with sparkling eyes. Abi then sat next to me.

He looks at me...

"Darling.why aren't you comfortable being there? I'm sorry.I made you wait long enough.."

"Papa Mas, I. I want to ask you about Diana..."

Mas Abi frowned...

"Diana..?"

"Yes Mas..Diana, pretty girl dimpled.."

"Owh.the strange girl..." The face did not like to radiate from Mas Abi's face.

"Why is it weird...?" I asked by looking at Mas Abi.

"He.I often reject Al. Very aggressive girl.huftttt..."

"You mean Mas..?"

"Repeatedly he approached me in various ways, even he had used a very cunning way. He once defamed me for desecrating him, while we were in the lecture hall only two of us. Fortunately there was a cctv and also a witness who knew Diana's plan beforehand..."

Mas Abi sighed to pause the story....

"Alya.actually I wanted to stop teaching there because of Diana's existence, but according to fellow lecturers2.it was not a professional decision. You think.I'm gonna have to how's Al..?" Mas Abi's face seemed to imply sadness and turmoil, he threw his gaze at the clouds.

"Mas.the patient yes...!! There must be a way out. For a while..Mas Abi continued to teach at the college. Poor fellow students, they need a Lecturer like you.."

"Hhehe..was Mas Abi sure, after marrying later, no one dared to tease Mr. Lecturer..?" I chuckled with a small laugh.

"Yakin donk..let alone if my wife is fierce in front of them.hhhhhaha.."

"Hheje..Abi could have.."

"Al..when are you ready to introduce me to mom and dad?" Mas Abi said in a serious tone, he looked at me fixedly.

I blushed to hear it, I lowered my face to hide the red hue.

"Darling..Why not answered..?"

"Mm.iya Mas.. In Shaa Allah, now it is ready..." I replied in shame2.

"Alhamdulillah.baiklah Al, come home from Malioboro.I take you to home yes. It just so happens that mom and dad are at home.." Mas Abi said with a satisfied smile.

"Heem Mas's.." I reply with a nod.

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Mas Abi bought me my favorite ice cream. Chocolate flavor mixed with a sprinkling of savory beans. Hemmmmm.cold and super yummy.... We walked down the row of shops along Malioboro.

Adzan Dzuhur... Immediately Mas abi and I walked towards the small but magnificent Mosque located opposite Beringharjo Market.

I was fascinated to see the Mosque that was thick with Chinese nuances. This is seen from the typical mosque reliefs with Chinese building ornaments. On the front, there are also Arabic, Mandarin (Qingzhensi), and English (Mosque) writings that mark the mosque to be easily understood by various visitors of Malioboro.

Me and Mas Abi stepped towards the ablution. After ablution we entered the mosque. There were already seen the worshipers who filled the shaf.

I took the mukena from inside the bag, then put it on. Then we started praying together.

This servant solemnly worships You, said Robb, who has everything.

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After praying, I sat down to talk with one of the mineral water seller's mothers who also just finished folding his face. He talked about the construction of this mosque.

Siti Dzirjanah Mosque.

The mosque is full of meaning. The expression of the devotion of a child to his mother, in addition to the reason for the construction of this mosque is also to provide facilities for houses of worship to Malioboro visitors. At first this building is a batik shop shop which was later bought by Mr. Herry, one of the leading figures in the city of Yogya.

"God willing.." I immediately heard the story from the mother.

"It's amazing, ma'am, hopefully with the construction of this mosque, to be a field of worship for him and his mother..." My prayers are full of sincerity.

"Aamiin.co.uk..." Reply to the mother by giving a smile.

Mas Abi was waiting in front of the mosque. After saying goodbye and sharing a little windfall with the mineral water vending mother, I stepped out, meeting Mas Abi.

"Darling.ayo where are we going again?"

"Mmm.we stopped by Beringharjo market ya Mas, there's something I want to buy..hhehe.."

"Every Princess, I will escort you with pleasure.hhhehe..."

"Ach.lebai you are Mas.hhhaha.."

We started walking through the crowds of Malioboro, crossing the road to Beringharjo Market...

In front of the market, the traders offered us to buy his merchandise with a friendly greeting and smile. There was no look of despair, though we refused subtly.

Malioboro.in this place scratched sweet story with my lover. Abimana....

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