Love Ordinary Girl "Alya"

[POV.AUTHOR] My Memory Is Back ....

.... Stuck me in this place, longing and hoping to meet soon, with her the lover of heart, treat the emptiness that seeps without her presence on the side ....

.... The Flasback On Abimana ....

For five months, Abhimana kept trying to remember everything about her. The man continued to pray and pray for a third of the night.

The sound of forest animals at night, combined with the sound of bamboo friction blown by the wind, like a natural orchestra breaking silence, healing anxiety.

Although slowly, the Most Compassionate menijabahi pinta servant very sincerely from the heart. Abimana can now remember fragments of memories of his past.

"Al, thank God I'm beginning to remember you." Said Abimana while looking at the photo of the lover of the heart. His eyes looked glazed - glass because it stored a deep longing.

"Alya, I long for our togetherness, chanting in His love. Wait for your lover! I'll try to remember the way home."

At dawn, Mr. Arya and his daughter woke up. Although the chanting of the Adhan only sounded faint - sayup from their hoot, but still able to break the silence and wake the sleeping eyes.

Pak Arya and Suci rushed to fetch water. They are preparing to perform the morning prayer service.

Mr. Arya smilingly greeted Abimana, "Asalamu'alaikum Nak Jaka. Surely after seducing him, begging all the pinta?"

"Yes Sir. This is all I can do. Keep praying and doing." Reply Abimana is also decorated with a smile.

Suci is stunned to see Abimana's smile is very charming, but he realizes that she is just a village girl, and Jaka who is known to already have a mooring heart.

"May God grant immediately what Nak Jaka asks."

"Aamiin allohumma aamiin, thank you sir."

"Same - same kid. Let us bow down to Him in congregation!"

"Yes Sir. I'm going to lay down the iqomah." Abimana said iqomah with a very melodious voice, Mr. Jaka prepared to become a prayer priest. Saints stand behind, and prepare to be makmum.

After performing dawn prayers, the three of them chanted kalam in love.

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Arunika greeted, snaking through the gaps - window slits. Abhimana began to prepare to do his activities in the morning. Walk - walk, while helping Pak Arya find wood.

Abimana's face was bright this morning. The man was very sure that he would soon remember all the things about him.

"Bismillah, slowly but surely I will remember everything. O God, show me the way home immediately." Pinta Abimana in the heart.

The saint accompanied the two of them in search of wood. The sweet girl felt that something was so different since Abimana's presence. His heart often trembled, his heart racing when faced directly with a handsome and charming man.

"Ach, why is every staring at the handsome face of Mas Jaka, this heart is pounding. My heart rhythm sounds irregular. I just felt it this time. Let not the seed of love arise. Mas Jaka already had true love, there was no way a handsome man himself would reciprocate the feelings of the village girl." Holy Speech in the heart.

After quite collecting a few sticks of wood, the three of them returned to the gubug.

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Sacred cooking vegetables in the kitchen, for breakfast.

Mr. Arya and Abimana were chatting in the courtyard. They sat on long chairs made of bamboo.

"How's son, already starting to remember everything?"

"Alhamdulillah, sir. Just remember the way home." Abimana replied to Pak Arya's question with a smile of happiness.

"Hmmm, Alhamdulillah. I am so grateful."

"Yes Sir. Even this Jaka already remembered his own name."

Mr. Arya looked at Abimana fixedly.

"Who is Nak Jaka's real name?"

"My name is Abiman Surya Saputra. The son of Hasan's father and Bu Arini, Alya Putri's lover. A friend who is like my brother is called Raikhan." Reply Abhimana with sparkling eyes.

Mr. Arya who heard all Abimana's words was happy. The middle-aged man, hugged Abimana.

"Son Abimana. Thank God. You are so grateful and happy. Hopefully Nak Bima can soon get together with the family."

Abimana returned the embrace of Mr. Arya. "Aamiin yes Robb .... Thank you for everything that the Father and the Saints have done for me. Abhimana will never forget it."

Slowly, they took off their hugs. A Holy voice called out to the two men.

"Father, Mas Jaka .. The food is ready. Let's have breakfast first!"

Mr. Arya and Abimana got up from sitting and walked into the house.

The three of them sat down on a mat made of plant fiber, while enjoying processed food made by the girl dimpled.

After finishing all the food in session, Mr. Arya, Abimana, and Saints still sat in the same position. They sip nasgitel tea.

Saints steal a glance, the eyes of the sweet girl can not be separated from the handsome face of Abimana. Mr. Arya who realized it also cleared his throat, "Ehm, um .... "

Mr. Arya smiled broadly at his daughter's behavior. As for Abimana, as if unaware of the gaze of Sacred's eyes. The handsome man looked in wonder towards Pak Arya.

" What's up, sir? Why are you beating?"

"Ach, Father is just flirting with the Saints. Father's daughter, as stunned to see the good looks of Nak Bima. Understandably Nak, Suci has never seen a young man who has a beautiful face like Nak Bima."

"Father is too much," Abimana replied with a charming smile.

The saint is getting his face down. Steadily, the girl said, "Sir, don't say that to Mas Jaka! The saint is very ashamed."

"Sacred, forgive me. Oiya, from now on call Mas Jaka by his real name, Abimana!"

"Huh, did Mas Jaka remember his name?" Saints were surprised to hear Mr. Arya's words. The sweet girl started to lift her face.

"Holy Lord, my name is Abimana." Sahut Abiman replied to the Holy question.

"Thank God. Is Mommy Alya really Mas Abimana's future wife?"

"Holy Lord. Alya Putri is my future wife. Before the accident, we were already planning to get married. The accident that happened to me was nearing our wedding day. Ach, it's really inconceivable how Alya felt, when something bad happened to her future husband." Abimana's gaze looked up at the sky - the sky. Dreams, before the fateful events befall.

"Mad Alya must love you so much, ma'am."

"Holy Lord, I know Alya loves me very much. Speaking of Alya, this man misses the smile that adorns his face."

Glb ....

Hearing Abimana's words, the Holy chest felt pain. His eyes turned red, as if hiding sadness, from a broken heart.

Saints have feelings of love towards Abimana. But unfortunately, handsome and handsome man, did not welcome his feelings at all. Abhimana remained loyal to Princess Alya.

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the seasons change, the days feel lonely

fretfully struck, I missed my soul mate

the twilight dimmed, the cloud overshadowed my heart

cold torment, I crave the antidote

stuck me in this place, separated by distance and time

praying......

in a deepening desire

oh God take care of her, my heart's lover

when I wasn't on his side

when I'm away from him

because he means so much

the twilight dimmed, the cloud overshadowed my heart

cold torment, I crave the antidote to the wound

oh God take care of her, my heart

when I wasn't on his side

when I'm away from him

because he is so valuable

because he means so much

because he's my lover

because he's my idol

because of him. the lover of my heart....

(Enemy Down)

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