
Tonight, I don't know why my heart is not calm. I sat pensively in the room, staring at the constellations from behind the window, which seemed to shape someone's face. The face I always longed for when the dark of night began to cover the earth. Mas Abiman Surya Saputra. Although every day meet, but this longing always appears. In fact, tonight, that feeling grew stronger many times over.
"Ach..maybe just a feeling from the bride who will soon embrace her love. Side by side with the lover of the heart." Mumbles.
derttt..drtt. Turns out there was a vidio call from a beloved man....
π "Assalammuallaikum Mas..."
π "Waallaikumsalam.., Honey... This clock hasn't slept?"
π "So I slept for a while Mas, ni I woke up.., because2 kangen my future husband.."
π "Hmm, same Al. I also woke up to 2 nightmares about my future wife.. Sad Al.."
π "Huh..., what dream is Mas?"
π "The word nightmare people should not be told Yank. The important thing is honey always be careful yes...!! Pray a lot Al..!!"
π "Yes.., Mas Abi should also always be careful.. Take care of yourself, my..!!"
π "Yes Dear.. Tomorrow I'll pick up Oma, leave the house at seven in the morning. Sorry I can't deliver Darling's work."
π "Yes Mas, Oma's house is far not Mas?"
π "Lumayan Al, if from the city the trip can reach three to four hours."
π "Mas...., should someone else pick up Oma? Or if I may, I'll come along..."
π "There's no way I told anyone else Al, Oma would be more pleased to be picked up by her beloved granddaughter... Honey also do not need to come, fearing it will even soybean.., hhhehe..."
π "Alright Mas, but hearts2 yes on the way!! Read many prayers when driving a car..."
π "Yes dear, it's getting late Al... Bobok first yes, dream of your future husband...!!"
π "Yes Mas.. I'll dream about us..."
π "Pffffttt...hhhaha, but don't dream that mes**yes!! Can't yet..."
π "What sich Mas..., most Mas Abi who dreams like that, right...??"
π "Hhhehe.. I love you Alya Princess."
π "I also love you Mas Abimana Surya Saputra..."
π "Assalammuallaikum Darling..."
π "Waallaikumsalam Mas..."
I closed the call from my beloved. This feeling of love seems to increase, when seeing and hearing his voice, even though only through a vidio call. Mas Abi, I want to always look at your handsome face, and hear the beauty of your voice.
"Patience.., patience Alya.., In shaa Allah soon you will always be at Mas Abi's side, staring at the beautiful light of his eyes, the sharp nose, the impeccable handsome face, the impeccable, lips that... Astarghfirullah... My mind is wandering around like this..." I said to myself while covering my face with a pillow...
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In the morning, after doing the routine every morning, I went back to work. Honey, this morning my beloved girlfriend couldn't deliver. Like there is less, if you do not meet him.
Thankful.., today is very bright, hopefully the journey of Mas Abi to the house of Oma given smoothness and no obstacles whatsoever.
After getting off the motorcycle and returning the helmet, I walked with my heart2 across the road to the shop. (Online ojek payment by go**.)
Unknowingly, from the left side there are riders who drive their motorcycles very fast...
"Alya..., beware...!!"
Bruck..
My body was pushed by someone. I almost bounced, if there was no helper.
"Alya..., you're not papa right?? Any injuries not Al??" I heard a very familiar man's voice. He was my helper from the incident who almost made a woe.
I turned towards him, sure enough, that voice out from the lips of Mas Abi's friend, Mas Raikhan.... I was so surprised to see it. There were drops of blood flowing from the elbow of his left hand.
"Mas Raikhannn...?"
"Yes Al.., nobody gets hurt, right..?"
"Ti.no Mas. Why is Mas Raikhan here?"
"From last night I didn't feel good Al. I dreamt something bad would happen to you..."
"What?? Bima had the same dream as me?" Mas Raikhan said, The man was very surprised.
"Yes, yeah..."
"Where is he now? Why didn't he drive you Al?" Raikhan looked at me. We are currently sitting on the sidewalk.
"Mas Abi went to Oma's house..."
"Based on the bod** guy, why didn't he take me?"
"Why indeed? What would happen if Mas Abi went to Oma's own house?" I was full of worry. I'm afraid something happened to Mas Abi. Suddenly 2 my body trembled, this girl was unable to master emotions.
"Hopefully nothing happened Al. Abhimana did not really control the road to the village. It takes three to four hours to get there. He used to take me to Oma's house, and I drove..."
"Then how did Mas...?? I'm so scared.."
"Pacify yourself Al..!! I'll catch up with your future husband.."
"Ak.I'm coming with Mas... Waita minute...!! Alya grab the p3k box first. The wound on Mas Raikhan's hand will treat Alya first.." Without waiting for Mas Raikhan's reply, I ran over to grab the shop door immediately.
I'm lucky this time, apparently Ms. Martha came earlier than the employees.
Ms. Martha was surprised to see my pale face, for worrying too much about Mas Abi.
"What's Al...? Why is your face pale, son..?"
"Mother.... Alya needs a p3k box to treat Mas Raikhan's wounds.." I said without answering Ms. Martha's question.
"Get me Nak..!! Raikhan our customer..?"
"Yes Mother..."
"Why is he..?"
"So Mas Raikhan got hit by a motorcycle, for helping Alya.."
"Innalilahp.. Yeah, get Al's box right away..."
"I.iya Mother..." I immediately picked up the p3k box, then ran small towards Mas Raikhan. With a heart2 wound in his hand I cleaned and treated.
"Thanks Al..."
"Yes, same2.."
"I'll go after Bima now. Maybe he just arrived at village x.. There the road is slippery and steep Al. I'm worried about that guy..."
"A. I have to go with Mas..."
"No, you're here, Al.. Calm yourself!! Pray much...!!"
"No, I can't relax if I have to wait..."
Mas Raikhan let out a long breath. He chose to grant my request, to go with him.
"Alright Al...."
"Wait a minute, Mom!! I'll give Ms. Martha permission..."
"Yes Al..."
I immediately entered the store, went to see Ms. Martha to ask her permission. Thank God Martha gave her permission.
After asking permission, I walked over to where Mas Raikhan was sitting waiting.
"Mas, I've got Ms. Martha's permission.. Let's go now Mas...!!"
"Yes Al..."
As Raikhan got up from his seat, we started walking across the street with wide steps.
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