Rifaya Love Story

Son's Old Friend

Male figure white straight hair is not black but brownish he has a nose that bangir eyes are not wide or round there are folds on the eyelids like the Chinese have a brown bead making her gaze perfectly shaded with thin lip frames, her height on the buttocks with a chest that fields the perfect female idol

Chinese blood is derived from his mother Mualaf since marrying his father once Himself does have a handsome face not inferior to the Korean oppa

Adrian Alexio named his schoolmate Son when high school first since graduating school he just met again because Adrian joined his Grandma to work and study there

"Adrian....!!!!!" Call the Son from a distance

Adrian who was busy sorting out the watch ignored the call from his side.

Realizing his voice was not heard, the Son invited Aya to approach him

"Adrian....! Hey ....!! Sapa putra pat Adrian on the shoulder

"Hhh... !! Son right??? " Adrian answered who still faintly remembered the face of the Son

"Yes this is I Son of Lo's time forgot?? Reply Son enthusiastically

"Yes .. I'm inget, how are you??adrian

" good,.. Elo himself gimna?

"Okay, I haven't seen you in a long time"

"Yes, it's changed Lo, it used to be very Skinny now Lo's body so" added Putra who was amazed to see the change Adrian

"He is diligent in sports, then,,. Btw bokin Lo ?? Adrian asked who took off his eyes to Aya

" Not bro, he's my job, know this Aya..Aya this Adrian school temen I used to "excite the Son who introduced Aya and Adrian

Adrian and Aya shake each other's hands adhering to the face of Adrian Aya looks his captivated Adrian by the sweet face Aya

" This girl has a very sweet smile, because I squirm her heart" said Adrian in the heart

"Where's the job?? Ask Son

"Gue is not working, I'm not working..!!

"Keep Lo's College??

"Again the trial flared up again"

"Lahh sohib Gue"

"Info if there is a job vacancy in Lo's place"

"Okay, I'll tell you later !!"

"Lo's son still wants to have an old conversation?? I go home first, then?? " Said Aya who was starting to feel saturated

"Not really"

" Bro I asked for Lo dong's number" said Putra to take the phone out of his pocket

"Ok, this is my number"

" Okay, thanks,. Kayanya I unplug first ni bro next time we meet again" cried Putra while shaking hands ala men

" Yeah first" said Aya letting off a smile

" okay, okay,

Aya and Putra say goodbye to Andrian who is still standing in front of the watch stall take off his eyes to Aya who at that time wore black jeans with a long-sleeved light brown blue in line with the colors of the flatshoes in wear, long hair decomposes framed with several ribbons attached to tie the child's hair back

His gaze carried far following Aya's steps until finally Adrian was aware of the cry from the shop waiter

" Well... The maass.!! So buy the watch?? Exciting shopkeeper

"Ehh... Yes Ma'am, so this one is just" replied Adrian who still holds a watch

" okay, okay,

They walk to the basement mall to their motor park and separate at the junction of the road to Aya's house

The next day Aya who had promised to meet Dimas then went to Dimas' house after returning home from work, bought him some snacks and fruits

Aya was the first time to Dimas' house and indeed he lived in a housing complex whose address was quite easy to find, and he was very comfortable,

As far as the eye can see Aya never come, Dimas who standby in front of the road waiting for Aya who eventually appeared himself on a motor matic seen from a distance. Waving Dimas' hand from where he was standing and Aya pulled over

" Aya, how long is the sample?? Ask Dimas

" Yes, I just stopped by to buy this" replied Aya who patted the shopping bag

"Here let's go in"

"Yes

It looks like Mom Dimas and Dad who are neat with some bags and suitcases like they are about to leave are sitting on the living room sofa, he said,

" Mayoahh... There are guests" said Dimas

" Eh... You, Rifaya huh??? Answer the friendly Mother Dimas

"Yes ma'am"

Aya entered and shook hands with both parents Dimas

" Sit son... Bentar Mamah made a drink" added Mother Dimas who soon passed to the kitchen and Dimas who followed her mother with a parcel from Aya

Aya who sat with Father Dimas began to feel awkward he opened his voice to melt the atmosphere at that time

" So healthy?" Ask Aya

" Healthy son? Go home from work??" Answer Dad Dimas

" Yes, sir, where are you going, Father and Mother?"

" We're going to live there for a few days"

"Ohh, man,. Keep Dimas also come ??"

" Dimas Engga has just healed, so at home"

"It's his tea at the drink boy" exclaimed Mother Dimas as she put a cup of tea on the table

" Mah, let's go "take Father Dimas

" Yes yahh, yeah,.

" Rifay... Mama can't find out about her there's business so have to go first"

" It's okay"

" Her skin is changing clothes you just wait"

"Yes"

" In the first place, son" exclaimed Father Dimas who was carrying a suitcase

"Yes be careful on the road" Aya timpal said with a smile off

They walked out of the house with some luggage packed into the car choosing Dad Dimas.

Dimas soon left the room after he changed clothes

" Dear sorry so long wait for me to change"

" So, anyways, change clothes"

" Let's make it maximum"

" Yelah is the same"

"Here's a chat I miss" said Dimas who sat side by side

They also dissolve in chatter that in interspersed with laughter does not feel the day began evening and dusk is seen in the sky beautifully

" It was late in the afternoon, I had to go home" said Aya after the chat

" I'm still in love, I'm lonely when you come home" Gombal Dimas

"elehh.lebay bye,.."

" the real darling"

" huhhhhhh,.. I'm going home first" cried Aya who tidied up her clothes and stood up

" Yes, don't forget WA...!!

"Too inget..."

" The habit of making people worry"

"Yeah...iyaaa...now you are the one who is carrying?!!" aya said meledek

" Your abis if not in the bawelin like ngeselin" Grigu Dimas

" Lahh. ngeles mulu"

" hehe.. love youu" said Dimas.

" isha.. isshh .. "

" why??

" No"

" Bales cake.. Love you tooooooo gituuu" Dimas said

" haha.. Love you tooooo" Aya answered while laughing at Dimas's behavior

" Ohh sense of hovering....

" Pardon dahh"

He sent Aya up to the gate of the house, Dimas who still misses Aya looked hard to see her go and still want to be together longer

Aya left Dimas who had been drunk with love and then went on a motorcycle that he drove slowly and away from the view