Love Ordinary Girl "Alya"

[POV.AUTHOR] Annelies House

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Today Raikhan and Alya are chatting in the back garden. After they enjoyed the breakfast menu. Papa Abraham had gone to the office, while Mama Shela went to his best friend's house.

"Mas...., today do not go to the restaurant...?"

"No Yank. soon there will be guests. Honey's still on vacation, right..?"

"Yes, I'm taking a week off... Who is the guest who will come..?"

"There's dech Yank... What kind of nyidam? What fruit or food is that...?" Raikhan asked with a big smile.

"I want to eat star fruit.."

"All right, sweetheart.. Let my skalian nitip him.."

Raikhan immediately grabbed his phone, and sent a chat to someone.

"Nitip who is Mas...?" Alya looked at her husband with a questionable look.

"Ach.., later darling will also know..." Raikhan replied with a smile.

Thirty minutes later....

"Dhen.., the guest has come.." Bi Ijah shouted, while walking in a hurry.

"Okay Bi's.. Just get him here..!!"

"Well Dhen..." Bi Ijah immediately set foot, and met the guest.

Bi Ijah invited Raikhan's guests and drove them to the back garden.

"Ehmm.., Asalamu'alaikum Mas Rai...?" The sound of someone greeting with greetings. Instantly Raikhan and Alya turned towards the origin of the voice.

Alya was surprised to see the guests coming.

"Wa'alaikum... Please sit here Rif...!" Raikhan invited his guests to sit in front of the two of them. The guest who came was Arif.

"Yes Mas... Oiya, this is the star fruit of Mas Rai's care..." Said Arif while putting a small basket of star fruit on an oval-shaped table, he then sat in front of Alya and Raikhan.

"Thank you Rif... How much? I changed Rif..?"

"It doesn't need to be replaced... Make bumilkan..?" Arif smiled broadly.

"Thank you Rif.. Yes, my wife nyidam star fruit.." Raikhan's reply was also accompanied by an expanding smile.

"Sama-sama... My grandmother said, if a pregnant woman does not eat star fruit, In shaa Allah the baby she contains the woman Mas.."

"Well.chance. It must look like her mother..." Raikhan's eyes looked bright.

Their conversation continues. Alya simply chose silence and became a loyal listener.

After a few minutes, Bi Ijah came carrying a tray containing orange juice and snacks. After putting drinks and snacks, he allowed them to enjoy it. Then Bi Ijah immediately set foot leaving the back garden.

"Al.., last night I drove Asti home.."

"Where did you meet?"

"In South Square Al. Coincidentally after the reception, I stopped by to enjoy the atmosphere of the night while drinking wedhang rondhe. Apparently after work, Asti also stopped by to buy wedhang rondhe and grilled corn.."

"Owh... Usually Asti is picked up by Faudzan.."

"Said Asti, Faudzan was going outside the city of Al.. Eat it, you ride the ojek online..."

"Is that so...? Thanks to Rif.."

"Together Al..."

"Loh.., Asti already has a close friend Yank..?"

"It looks like it did. Faudzan often takes Asti to work. She was Asti's big sister in High School... The man is supple, kind, and polite..."

"Hmmm.., if you do not have close friends.., the plan will be Mas match Asti with the Young Master..." Raikhan said as he glanced at Arif.

"Hhhaha.., what the fuck is Mas Rai. Asti's like my own sister Mas..."

"Wahhh..., how close was your friendship, until Alya's sister was like your own sister Rif...?" Raikhan asked as if probing.

"We were all very close. Our friendship is like a brotherly relationship. In fact, we often spend leisure time by enjoying the atmosphere of the city of Jogja. Mmm. I mean we're all Mas. Eight people..."

"Owhhhh kirain...?? I'm amazed by your timeless friendship.."

"Yes, Alhamdulillah.. I am so grateful for our friendship.."

"Mas Rai's.. Actually I want to confide.."

"What is the Rif...?" Raikhan looked at Arif.

"Mas.., actually papa betrothed me to the daughter of his business partner. Her name was Desy, a famous novelist. But.., I haven't loved her yet Mas, because there's still another love in this heart that's hard to erase.."

"Mm..., why don't you just fight for your love Rif..?"

"It's too late, sir.." Replied Arif in a soft voice.

"Kog can..?"

"Yes, she already has a very good husband.."

Tiba2 Alya felt that Arif's speech sounded very deep. There is a feeling that he cannot express. If only Arif expressed love before they separated for a second time, maybe Alya will accept happily. Because his feelings for Abi had not been together.

"Hmmm, be patient, Rif...! Try praying Istikharah, begging Him for guidance...! Who knows, Desy's the best mate for you..."

"Yes Mas.., Arif will run it tonight.."

"How about today we go to Studio Alam Gamplong...?" Raikhan said with a fluffy smile.

"Yes, I agree..." Arif's reply was also accompanied by a smile.

"How's Yank..?"

"Yes, I agree too..."

"Alright, we get ready first..."

After getting ready, the three of them went to the Gamplong Nature Studio, using Raikhan's car.

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The three of them are now in the Gamplong Nature Studio.

"Wahhh.., the place is kernn Mas..." Alya's eyes seemed to sparkle admiring the view presented in the studio.

"Yes Dear.. Studio Alam Gamplong also called his Hollywood mini Jogja you know Yank.. Before being used as a tourist attraction, this studio is a shooting place for several films directed by Mas Hanung Bramantyo..."

"Hmmm.., so kog feels familiar Mas. Alya had seen some of the buildings in this place when watching one of the big screen movies..."

"Yuk.., the three of us walked around the studio...! There are many amazing buildings in this place.. Pendopo Joglo, Batavia Fort, VOC Fort, Mataram Palace, Dutch House, Chinese House, school setting in one of the films directed by Mas Hanung.., there are also buildings similar to traditional markets.."

"Alright, Mas.." Alya's reply was accompanied by a smile.

"Come Rif you way ahead..!! Sorry to make you a mosquito repellent.., hhhhehe...." Raikhan seemed to be laughing, tagging the Young Master. Arif also replied with a smile.

"Look easy... Most importantly, you're happy..."

Alya rubbed her stomach which did not yet appear prominent.

"What's Yank..? The grandpa's tired, huh..?" Raikhan slightly bowed while rubbing the wife's stomach.

"No kog Mas... Let's go on the road..!"

"Really Yank..?"

"Yes Mas.. Alya just rubbed the stomach, and whispered a prayer, if indeed our child is a woman, may her beauty like Mbak Zaskia.., Mas Hanung's wife..." Reply Alya with sparkling eyes and accompanied by a smile.

"Aamiin Yankee..." Raikhan said, he smiled widely.

The three of them set foot, surrounding the Gamplong Nature Studio. Look at unique and interesting photo spots.

"Mas.., I want to get into Annelies' house.."

They felt the atmosphere in the area of the Annelies house really felt like the old time.

In the courtyard, there are two horse-drawn carriages and one carriage where cow's milk is placed.

"All right, dear.." Raikhan clasped his wife's hand tightly. The three of them set foot into the Annelies house.

After being inside that magnificent mansion, it was as if they were brought into the past.

There are various properties that have been used when filming Bumi Manusia, which was prevalent in the Dutch colonial period.

Among them, a variety of thick reading books, binoculars, table chairs to ancient beds typical of the era before independence. 

"Mas... I'm so amazed, so much detail this place is made of.."

"Yes Dear... This is one of the works of the nation that we should be proud of..."

Alya and Raikhan take pictures together, with various poses, in front of the Annelies house... Arif, the photographer, can only stare at their affection, and try to control his feelings... 💔 "Sorry Yes Rif..." Say the othor.. 😅

Annelies House