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S1 | Crocodile Swamp

The streets of Bandung City are quite crowded, Ashila slightly grumbled because this morning he was back late to wake up. Last night his mind floated somewhere, until finally he could fall asleep at 3 am.

"That's a damn shame! Any where you want to go anyway, it's stuck!" he grumbled to make the surrounding laugh, because now he was in the red light.

"Well, Neng himself where to go to join the traffic jam?" teased one of the riders making Ashila tickle upset.

"I want to find a diamond, Kang! Understand that there is no ewakin!" answer Ashila origin.

"Well, Akangawahin want to not Neng?" again, the man teased her.

Fortunately the traffic signs have now turned green, so Ashila no longer needs to respond to the man's rant. However, along the way he grumbled back. I say proverb, has fallen down the stairs anyway.

"Udah has been jammed, where did the sea crocodile meet! The day that reeks...!!"grouse Ashila.

It seemed that Ashila's annoyance did not stop there, as she could see if the queue for the account opening was long enough. Ashila who served in Customer Service seemed to have to work hard today. Not to mention the boss who nagged incessantly because of his delay. It is certain that today will be the most exhausting day for Ashila.

'Bismillah, O Allah.. May my work go well today, if you can meet your soul mate!' ashila's inner self was apparently quite upset.

Sure enough, up to the lunch hour queue unceasingly. Ashila serves every customer who comes patiently. But the man in a striped uniform made him remember a little. Remembering him who has gone back on the lap of the Divine. Her heart throbbed with pain, only that Ashila had to be very professional.

"Good day, Father. Can anyone help?" ask Ashila kindly.

"Good day, Ma'am! I want to register as a future husband," the man replied, making Ashila gawk.

"I mean, open a new account, ma'am!"

Ashila can only resist not sneering, back again his attitude as a Customer Service must be friendly.

"Good, Father!" ashila's speech was cut because the man protested.

"I'm not married, Mom! Don't call me Father, call me Mas or Brother, or darling you can too!"

Ashila could not help but roll her lazy eyeballs. Suppose not many other customers are waiting and if this man is not in uniform will be ascertained if Ashila will run amok. Plus her stomach was still empty since morning, making it difficult for Ashila to hold back her anger.

"We continue, Mom! May I borrow the ID for a moment, to fill in the data, Mas!" ashila Pinta.

"By, Ma'am! Let alone KTP, my life will also be my love for Ma'am!" seduce her.

Not wanting to bother thinking about the seduction of men in striped uniforms in front of him, Ashila focused on her work. Sometimes he glanced at the man, he thought he was quite handsome just minus morals.

"Okay, I repeat! The opening of the account in the name of Muhammad Defri Rizky, has been completed. This I return the ID card, to activate the ATM please later be assisted by the father of security in front." Ashila gave the man her savings book and ATM.

Yeah, that's right! The man is Defri, a good friend of Arya and also Riki. He set up a new account because he was already intending to raise money for marriage. Even though his soul mate was not seen at all. But his encounter with Ashila, made him feel like he was getting a breath of fresh air.

"Okay, thank you Ma'am! For now, my name is in this account book. But hopefully, in the future, my name and your name are on the wedding book!" he said in a serious tone, making Ashila a little furious.

"Together, Mas! Good day and thank you!"

Because lunch hour has arrived, Ashila pray dzuhur before lunch. She was still very upset, because she did not want to linger, Ashila finally chose to eat at one of the Pujasera not far from the Bank where she worked. Unfortunately, the table is full. Only one table was empty and that he had to share with others.

"Excuse me, can I sit here?" ashila asked, making the man in the leather jacket look over.

"God, Ma'am! If you're not going anywhere!" said the man with a smile.

'Damn me today! Why should I meet this bawaaaaa crocodile?!! It was a sea crocodile, now a swamp crocodile! Jeezoooo! Mamaaayaa!' inner Ashila nelangsa.

"Don't daydream, Ma'am! Please sit!" defri offers.

Now he wears a leather jacket, so Ashila did not think that the man was in a striped uniform. Because her stomach had been protesting, Ashila was forced to sit next to her. Please emphasize, readers! By a very forced! (Say Ashila wkwk)

"What do you want to eat, Ma'am?" defri asked, when he saw Ashila was only focusing on her phone.

"Many menus, how to eat the wind anyway, Ma'am! Oh yeah, we haven't officially met! My name is Defri, whose name is Ma'am?"

"My name is the servant of God!" answer Ashila origin.

"God's servant who was destined for me huh, Ma'am?" god Defri makes Ashila gawk. "What's the money, Ma'am?" defri asked again, he was still trying to get Ashila's attention.

"No one knows, Mom! I ate first, I could end today because of sprains! So don't ask a lot of rich journalists huh!" ashila's tirade made Defri laugh cheerfully.

"You have, eat a lot, Ma'am! Oh yes, maybe this time we sit side by side in Pujasera. Hopefully in the next meeting we can sit side by side in the pelaminan! I go first, Ma! The country is waiting for me to return to duty!" after saying that Defri just left with a carefree laugh.

And Ashila...

"Basar crocodile swamp! komodo sea! rattlesnakeaaaaa!" maki Ashila made the surroundings hold back a laugh.

Being chased by time, Ashila ate in a hurry. When he paid, the seller refused.

"So it's been paid by her future husband, Neng! The one next to Neng!" the seller said that made Ashila speechless.

"Judah, I love you for you! Good luck, sir!"

Ashila does not want to owe much to people she does not know. The seller was happy to accept.

"God's Masya... May the soul mate until death do you part, Neng! You guys always do'ain!"

Hearing that remark, Ashila felt clumsy for being unwell. Until finally he said the word 'AAMIIIN'. (That's Ashila, hate it but guaranteed wkwk)

Until the night, Ashila's mood was completely messy. He returned to the boarding house with a disheveled face. When telling everything to Ms. Halimah and her two best friends, they just laughed out loud.

"Eat, Cil! Tomorrow don't stay up most! The word Rhoma Irama also stay up late can be, as long as there is a need!" aisyah's words made Ashila grow upset.

"Eh but there's a silver lining, Ais!" chirps Nabila, making Aisyah and Bu Halimah hold her laughter.

"What's the silver lining, Bil?" Aisyah was very happy to prank Ashila.

"His mercy is the soul mate he has seen!" nabila's words made Ashila round her eyes.

"Well nah nah nah! If that mother also agrees, where has been guaranteed, right? May the father's do'a be granted!" Bu Halimah raised her hand and followed Aisyah and Nabila.

"AAAMIIINNNN" said the three in unison.

"AMIT - O GOD! MAY JODOHKUU NOT CROCODILE RAWAAA.....! NOOOOOOO....!"

Ashila runs to her room, as she is tired of being seduced by Ms. Halimah and her two best friends. After cleaning himself, he laid his body on his favorite mattress. But his memory returned to the figure of Defri who was almost similar to the late home of his lover who died on the battlefield.

"Yes Allah.. If I may ask, do not match me to the man who devotes himself to this country. Because I'm not ready to lose again.."

In the end Ashila fell asleep while chanting do'a. I don't know which do'a will be granted, because only.. Author misses who knows... 😂🙈✌

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