Love Ordinary Girl "Alya"
[POV.AUTHOR] About The Past..
Alya, Raikhan, Dimas and Sofia were still chatting in the living room. They sat face to face in chairs made of bamboo.
Although he had just gotten to know each other, Raikhan and Dimas, looked very familiar. A wide smile adorned the lips of the two men, when telling about Alya's childhood like a boy, very opposite to the person of Alya today...
While Alya and Sofia, prefer to talk about the health of mothers and toddlers. Moreover, Alya is preparing to be a good mother for her baby.
"Hhhhhaha.., keep your story Dim..!" Raikhan seemed very enthusiastic to hear the story about his wife. Fortunately Sofia did not put jealousy on her husband, because before they got married, Dimas told her the truth about Alya.
While Alya, seemed to laugh a little at the chat between the two of them, while still talking to Sofia.
"Then.., Alya if angry go up to the tree Mas. Even up to the roof of the house. All day he hid above, but his father was in the fog looking for the bad boy...."
"Funny again when we look for keyong Mas.. Alya's body until full of mud.., hhhhaha... Alya's childhood was not as graceful as it looks today... Because of its pretentious nature, Alya was also almost dragged by the flow of river water that arrived2 profusely. Luckily, me and two of our friends, were able to save Mas immediately, with the help of a floating banana stem..." The story of Dimas, made Raikhan laugh amusedly.
"Yes Allah Yank.., it turns out your behavior as a child like that.., may our daughter not imitate the mischief of her Mama..."
"Hmmmm.., satisfied you two discussed this elegant young Mama candidate..." Suddenly Alya interrupted the conversation of two men, who were still talking about her.
"Sorry Al.., I told you about your childhood, because Mas Raikhan was increasingly interested in the story of his wife.." Dimas replied to Alya's words, accompanied by a laugh that became more and more.
"Hmmmm.., it's up to you.. Please continue to laugh at me...!"
"Hhhaha.., I'm really continuing with Al.."
"It's enough Dim the story...! I can't see a woman this beautiful pouting..." Raikhan showed a sweet smile, his sturdy hands clutching his wife's shoulders....
"Yes dech... But I'm proud of your wife. From the beginning very firmly hold the principle..." Dimas' words, immediately made Raikhan interested to know....
"What principle is Dim...?"
"Alya does not want to date like the style of dating young people today. He took care of all that he had, only for one man, the husband. Hence, he does not want to be kissed or touched in the sense of touch more than just shaking hands..."
"God's Masya... Which means I should be even more grateful for having my wife. A woman who truly keeps her chastity for her husband, that is me... Achhh thank you my wife.., thank you also Dimas, because you have told me everything about my bidadar...." Raikhan's getting closer. If there was no one else in the place, wanted to feel, he hugged the wife's body, and showered with a kiss of affection.
"Yes Mas.., take care of Alya....! Never betray his love..!" Dimas said kata2 in a serious tone.
"Sure Dim... In shaa Allah, until I die, I will take care and love her.." Raikhan looked closely at his wife, Alya who realized the husband's gaze turned and gave a sweet smile.
"M. M., oiya Dim. Sorry I wanted to ask..." Alya said, she was reminded of her desire to find who the mysterious caller was.
"Ask what Al...?"
"You still have my cell phone number...?"
"Sorry Al, since changing phones, there's been a number missing, including your number..." Dimas's answer, not in accordance with reality. She makes an excuse, because what really happened is. As she does not want to, her intention to grant Alya's request (responsible for Sofia's pregnancy), becomes changed. At that moment in Dimas' heart, there was only Alya....
"Mmm.., so yeah Sob..." Alya seemed to think.
"Then who is the mysterious caller figure, if not Dimas..?" Alya muttered in heart.
"It's late in the afternoon, we say yes...." Dimas and his wife moved from their seats, and the two of them said goodbye to Raikhan and Alya.
"Yes Dim... Take care of your wife and kids...!" Reply Alya by showing a bright smile on her beautiful lips. She and her husband also sat down.
"Siappp Mrs Raikhan....Asalammu'alaikum..."
"Wa'alaikum..." Raikhan and Alya replied to Dimas' greeting simultaneously, shaking hands with each other.....
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The sun began to sink.., dusk showed its dazzling beauty. The voice of the Maghrib..... After performing the Maghrib prayer service, Alya and Raikhan said goodbye to Mother and her two younger siblings.
After saying goodbye, the two of them walked out of the house, towards the parking lot. At the side of the car, they opened the door and entered.
Slowly, Raikhan started to run his car.
"Mas..., stop by the mini market huh...!"
"Okay.. What do you want to buy Yank..?"
"You want to buy dry bread, milk for pregnant women. I want to buy ice cream..."
"All right, dear...."
Without taking a long time, the car that Raikhan run has arrived in front of the Indo mini market... Raikhan immediately pulled the car over.
Alya started to choose everything she needed. Lovingly, Raikhan held his wife's hand tightly and his left hand carried a shopping cart.
When choosing ice cream, there was the sound of a child greeting...
"Auntie putihkk..." Raikhan and Alya immediately turned to the origin of the voice.
"Salesa....?" Alya's eyes seemed to sparkle looking at the little girl standing before him. He walked over to the little girl and rubbed her hair.
"Alya aunt, Salsa kangen...."
"Tante also kangen Sa... Who are you with..?"
"Father and Mother, Tan..." Salsa's father and mother walked closer to them.
"Hi Al's...". Greet Salsa's father with a smile that shows both dimples.
"Hi Ngga, hi Ratna..." Alya replied to Angga's greeting with a smile.
"This is my husband, Mas Raikhan..." Alya introduced her husband to Angga and Ratna. The four of them shake each other.
"Al.., thank you for awakening my husband so that we can reunite.. Forgive me, what I did in the past.. Although Angga often told me about his feelings for you from High School, but my selfishness and love, blinded everything. Sorry, I took it from you....." Ratna's words made Raikhan very surprised, because he never knew his wife's past.
"Achhh is Ratna... Angga and I are just friends. Seeing you reunited, makes me very happy..."
"Thank you Al.., thank you..." Ratna grabbed Alya's hand and grabbed him tightly. Ratna's eyes look teary.
"Well, I'm so happy... Finally you realize, and change your old habits.. Love your family, never hurt your wife again...!"
"Yes Al... Thank you for waking me up.. I'm grateful to see you back on that reoni night..."
"Yes, we're both not.."
"Al., but you're bad... Didn't invite us to your wedding..." Alya just fell silent, she was thinking of the right answer, without hurting her husband... Raikhan seemed to understand what the wife was thinking, he answered Angga's question, accompanied by a smile....
"Sorry.., we just had a simple wedding reception... It was only attended by a large family, and a few friends..."
"Owhhh.., most importantly your household sakinah, mawadah, warohmah Mas..." Reply Angga with a smile showing both dimples of his cheeks.
"Aamiin.., yes... Thanks Mommy.."
"Sama-sama... Oiya, Mas Raikhan, Alya... We go first yes... Salsa's debt is waiting at home..."
"Yes Ngga... Greetings to my mother...!"
"Each Al.. Asalammu'alaikum..."
"Wa'alaikum...."
"Atya's aunt's drug..." Salsa waved her tiny hand, Alya replied with a wave of her hand and a smile.
"Bad Salsa darling..."
Angga and his son and wife passed from before them both.
After the three of them left, Raikhan looked at his wife fixedly.
"Yank.., I'd love to tell me the story of your past..!"
"Yes, I will tell you everything, about the complicated love of an ordinary girl, later when we get home.... Mas Abi already knew everything about my story, because he was the one where I told the story, Mas...."
"Alright Yank... Maybe..., because Bima became a loyal listener of the story of the life story of an ordinary girl, make Darling feel comfortable and love her very much..?"
"Yes Mas, that's one of the causes, and makes it difficult to move on from Mas Abi. But not for now and forever, because my heart and body are fully owned by Mas Raikhan, my husband, my lover, as well as the best Imam.. In shaa Allah, till janah Mas..."
Raikhan was glued to Alya's words....
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