Love Ordinary Girl "Alya"

[POV.AUTHOR] About Friends

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Arif was still sitting while enjoying the warmth of wedhang rondhe. Occasionally his gaze was fixed on the visitors who were seen laughing while pedaling tandem bikes, with a partner. He also recalled, Alya laughed while pedaling a tandem bike with him.

Memories with Alya increasingly dancing in Arif's mind... Until a soft voice greeted....

"Mas Arif's...." Without looking, Arif answered the greeting.

"What's Al...?"

"Mas Arif, it's me..." A girl approached, and sat in front of Arif. But Arif still does not realize who the girl really is.

The voice of even his face was almost similar to Alya's. It's just his appearance is a little different. Now Alya was wearing a headscarf to cover her long black hair. While the girl's hair has not been covered by the hijab, and the length is only a boat.

"Alya..., why did you follow me here..?"

"Mas Arif.., I'm not Ms. Alya. Look Mas..! I'm Asti, Alya's sister..." Asti said while looking at Arif. The Young Master returned Asti's gaze. He began to realize, that what was in front of him was not Alya.

"Astis... Sorry As, I thought you were Alya.."

"Loh.., Mas Arif had not met Ma'am Alya at the wedding reception Mas Aldi and Mbak Renata..?"

"Of course I met Alya and her husband.."

"Mas.. Mata Mas Arif kog..? I've been crying, huh, Mas..?"

"Achh.. Why are your nights here alone..?"

"Hheje... Asti came home from work, kept stopping by to buy wedhang rondhe and grilled corn. After that, it's been a few days Asti pingiiin really Mas.."

"Well are you As..?"

"So sich order ojek online Mas. I'll also order online again. Not bad Mas, just promo..." Asti replied with a laugh, showing his teeth, thus adding a sweet impression on the face of ayu the girl.

"Later home from here, Mas Arif just deliver As..."

"Really Mas...?"

"Yes Asti... Danger if the girls come home alone night-night..."

"Wahhh.., thank you very much..."

"Together As..."

"Ehhh Mas's... Mas Arif's eyes must not be because of dust, right..? Is it because...., Ms. Alya..??"

Arif sighed deeply before answering Asti's question.

"Hmmm.., it is As.. Don't talk about Alya..!"

"Asti is increasingly convinced dech Mas, this fik because Mas Arif is heartbroken with Mbak Alya..."

"Sokay you are As..." Arif ruffled Asti's hair. After all, the girl was like her own sister.

"Yach.., Mas Arif even ruffled Asti's beautiful hair..." Say Asti with a pouting face. Arif who saw the change of face Asti also laughed.

"Hahhaha Asti... Your face is funny like that..."

"Yeiiii finally Mas Arif laughs...." Asti's eyes sparkled to see the man in front of him laughing, and no longer looked sad.

"Thank you As, it made me laugh..."

"Sama-sama Mas Arif... Oiya, just a moment.. Asti wants to take wedhang rondhe and grilled corn. Looks like my order's ready for dech..." Asti said as he moved from sitting.

"Let Mas Arif pay for As.."

"Ehhh.., no need to.."

"Already, don't ngeyel As..!" Arif also got up from his seat, and walked up to the seller to pay rondhe and grilled corn.

"Thank you, Arif..." Asti said with a sweet smile, after receiving a plastic bag containing grilled corn and wedhang rondhe.

"Alright Mas...."

Arif drove Asti on his motorbike maticnya, to get home.

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In the room of a couple....

Raikhan and Alya were lying on the bed. They're chatting. Alya poked her head against the husband's chest, while Raikhan caressed his wife's long hair affectionately.

"Yank..., is Arif really your best friend from High School...?"

"Heem... He's my best friend..."

"Just a friend of Yank's..."

"Of course, yes... How do you know each other..?"

"Arif son of a friend and business partner papa.. When he was a child, Arif and Adam used to play in this house. Even teenagers, sometimes Arif also visit me. Our relationship is like a brother..."

"Owh.., so..."

"Tell me Yank, how can you be friends...!"

"Mmm..., should I tell you Mas..?"

"Surely Honey..."

"Hmmm.., okay, Mom. When I was in the 3rd grade of High School, there was a new student who was very supple. At first we were friendly, after performing Dhuha prayers together. Since then, we have become more familiar. But not only were the two of us familiar, but also Vita, Dara, Aldi, Ale, Ardhi and Rudy. Our friendship, always awake up to this time Mas..."

"It must be very fun, Yank, when gathering with them....?"

"Yes, yeah..."

"Telling about friends, I remembered Bima Yank.. We are friends from Junior High... Me and him, as if inseparable. We were both always compact. Even during our education, we were not interested in having a boyfriend. Until graduating from college, Abimana remained adamant not to have a lover, because he wanted to keep the heart for one woman, who is believed to be his wife..."

Glegs...

Hearing the story about Abimana, as if to reopen old memories of Alya with her ex-lover.

"That means, I am Mas..., the first one to become Mas Abi's lover..?"

"Yes Yank.. First and last for Abimana..."

Alya's chest arrived2 again felt crowded. The clear water almost dripped. But in order to maintain the feelings of the husband, he tried to hold it.

"If for Mas Rai, how many have I been to...?" Alya asked in a slightly hoarse voice.

"Don't ask that, honey..! Most importantly for now and forever, only a dear is always in my heart and life..."

"But I want to know..."

"Hmm.., but I'm afraid I'm gonna make your heart hurt Yank.."

"Please Mas..! I really want to know.."

"Alright, sweetheart.. But promise don't think that makes you sad huh..!"

"Heem Mas's..."

"I've only ever had feelings for Mala Yank, it's been erased a long time ago, after the presence of Darling. Mala and I were betrothed by both of our parents. The match only lasted for one year, because my helplessness treated his sister's illness. Mama and papa were devastated by the decision of Mala and her family, who broke off our engagement. Feeling guilty, mom and dad no longer want to betroth this son. Even they will accept with open arms, whoever becomes the choice of a Raikhan's heart..."

"Mm.., that's why mom and dad, accept and love this ordinary girl Mas..?"

"Dear, that's one of them. But the character of a Princess Alya, which makes them love this daughter-in-law more..."

"Is it really..?"

"Of course Yank..."

Raikhan kissed the top of his wife's head in a friendly manner.

"Believe me dear, you are the only woman who is forever the wife of a Raikhan and I have always loved..."

Raikhan gently kisses the wife all over the face, and begins to reconcile their love again, in the delight of soaking up the heaven of the world...