Love Ordinary Girl "Alya"

Love Ordinary Girl "Alya"
[POV.AUTHOR] To Abimana House...



Sunlight slipped from the cracks of the glass window of the room.... A couple of lovers look to be chatting.


Raikhan sat down in front of his beloved wife, rubbing Alya's growing belly. The movements of the little princess are seen in the womb.


"Asalamu'alaikum the little daughter of Papa and Mama... Good morning, dear... In a moment, we'll meet.. May Mama be given ease, smoothness and safety when giving birth to you son... Achh.., Papa is very impatient to see your face, which is certainly dominant like his Korean Oppa Mama..." Raikhan smiled widely, making Alya become anxious.


Alya pinched her husband's cheek....


"Awww.nya nyubitnya not hard Yank...!" Raikhan rubbed his cheeks that were reddened by Alya's pinch.


"I'm gemasssss Mas.., every time you say our daughter is more dominant like the face of a Korean oppa... I imagined, her eyes a little narrow, her skin white like you, her face beautiful, and her nose pointed.. Hmm, it must be more perfect beauty than the Mama..."


"Yes donk Darling... If it is worse, the name is not hereditary improvement. Oops..., tclosan..." Raikhan chuckled while covering his mouth with a palm.


This time Alya pinched her husband's nose...


"Duhhh.., what a hobby to hurt her handsome husband..."


"Because you have the heart... Indirectly, saying your wife is ugly..." Alya's face looked pouted.


"Hhhhaha... I'm sorry, my love.Your husband is just kidding... You've always been a pretty Yank... Your beauty is not only radiated from the face of ayu, but also in the heart..." Raikhan looked at his wife closely.


"You're smart to say dreadlocks..."


"Of course not Yank... What I say is the truth..."


"Hmmmm.., you are also very handsome.. Because of the good looks that are both born and inward..."


"Means we fit donk Yank.., hhhhehe.."


"Suit doesn't fit..." Alya smiled grin....


"Tuch is it, baby..." Raikhan's face looked unhappy with his wife's words. Alya laughed chuckling at the expression on the husband's face.


Cup...


Alya gave a kiss on her husband's left cheek abruptly. Raikhan's eyes sparkled, because of the kiss from the wife.


"Again donk Yank...!"


Cup...


Change the right cheek...


"Less Yank.. Besides cheeks...!" Raikhan asked by showing the face of puppy eyes as often done by Alya.


"Ach already... I'm hungry, Mas.."


"Mmmm... Okay wife... Let's eat with Papa and Mama...!" Raikhan and Alya moved from their seats.


"Heem Mas's.. Oiya Yeobo.., today we are going to be friends with Mas Abi's parents..?"


"Yes Yank.., so donk... We leave after breakfast.."


"Huum Mas's.. I told Ms. Arini too, that she was leaving at about ten in the morning..."


"Knipp... Yuk here your hand....!" Raikhan grabbed the wife's hand, and clasped it tightly.


They stepped out of the room, and walked towards the dining room.


Papa Abraham and Mama Shela, waiting for their son and daughter-in-law in the dining room, for breakfast together...,


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The handsome man, who had set eyes, looked to be tidying up his work uniform. Bu Arini walked up to his only son....


"Bim.., I want to talk to you for a second..."


Abhimana turned, and looked at the face of the mother.


"What do you want to talk about...?"


"Sit down, Le...!" They both sat on the sofa in Abimana's room.


"Le.., today Alya and Raikhan are going to visit our home. Did this mother's favorite son, not want to see them, and reveal that Abimana is still alive..?"


Abimana let out a long sigh before answering the question from the mother.


"Mom.o., it's not time for them to know the truth. Poor Alya, surely his soul will be shaken. Abimana is very worried about Alya's pregnancy.... "


"So much is your love for Alya, Bim... Remembered by Mother, when Alya cried you... The woman did not want to leave the tomb. Mother was very sad about her situation... Never blame Alya or Raikhan ya Bim...! Raikhan's decision to marry Alya, was the best choice at the time. Otherwise, the woman who loves the mother's son very much, may be depressed. As experienced by the daughter of a friend of Mother. The girl was depressed because of the loss of her lover, so she suffered from a disease that could only be cured with peace of mind. Every night, the girl had insomnia for several months. He can only fall asleep after performing the lail prayer, while hugging the mushaf... Her body is getting thinner, due to loss of appetite. Mother's friend, then endeavored to bring her daughter to one of the ustadz. Thank God, slowly the poor girl recovered from her depression because of Mr. Ustadz's advice and sincere prayers from the Mother...."


"Alhamdulillah, Alya not to experience a protracted depression like the girl, huh Ma'am...?"


"That's a Bim... Alhamdulillah, there is Raikhan and his family who helped strengthen Alya... Although, at this time even Mother's son who suffered a broken heart. Forgive us, Bima...!" Arini hugged her favorite son. Abiman returned his embrace.


Ms. Arini was unable to hold back the tears that had been shed from both corners of her net.


Abiman tried to calm his heart, rubbing his mother's back with tenderness. Even though he himself also experienced a very tight feeling in the chest.


"Yes Mom, there's nothing to forgive... Everything has happened, there is nothing that Bima can pay for other than accepting the reality with a breastplate. I am guilty too... Bima should have listened to Father and Mother's advice not to go pick up Oma alone. If Bima also listened to Alya's unrest, when we vidio call in the night, In shaa Allah the accident that befell Mother's son, will not happen. All that Bima experienced, purely because of the fault of Mother's own son..."


Abhimana sobbed considering the beginning of the calamity that befell him. The decision to pick up Oma, nearing her wedding day with Alya, becomes the cause of the run-off of their love... 😭😭😭


Bu Arini pulled her body, and slowly took off a hug.


"Patience and Iklas yes beloved son of Father and Mother...! Maybe Bima's handsome and pious soul mate, is not Alya. In shaa Allah, your soul mate is a beautiful angel who is now being prepared by the Most Love.."


"In shaa Allah Ma'am... But this heart is still for Alya..." Bima held her stifling chest.


Ms. Arini could only calm her beloved son, by rubbing Abimana's shoulder affectionately.


"Today, Bima will not go to the mini market, ma'am... I'll stay in Mom and Dad's room.. At least, Bima could hear Alya's voice from behind the bedroom door...."


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Alya and Raikhan....


After breakfast, Raikhan and Alya leave for Abimana's parents' second home.


Raikhan drove his car through the hustle of Jogja city, with moderate speed.


After traveling, approximately for an hour.., they are treated to a very amazing natural scenery. The expanse of rice fields is green, with the background of Mount Merapi that stands firmly.


Raikhan continued to drive his car, visible on the right and left of the road. The fruit looks ready to be picked.


Remembering Alya, when he and Abimana first passed through this street... Grateful, Alya has now received the story contained in his destiny book. The woman was always trying hard, and grateful for the gift of love that now embraces her, to replace the lost nestapa Abimana...


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