The Fate of Love of a Misanris

1. Picked Up By A Foreign Man

The sun was burning today. Its dazzling light, pierced through the glass window of the classroom right in a classroom that was on the second floor. With air conditioning from a simple hanging fan on the ceiling. Although a little unsatisfactory, but quite helpful in hot weather like this.

A woman, wearing a knee-length milk-brown plain tunic, a channel of loose-fitting white pants and clad in a gray pashmina. Standing in front of the blackboard, explain the subject matter to the students in class very seriously.

They were all female students, more precisely female students. That's because the place to teach is a simple boarding school specifically santriwati.

Crane.kring..

The bell rings loudly.

"Well, we've got our material here. You can rest"

The students left the class one by one.

The woman rushed to clean up some of her teaching material books neatly in her hands and walked out of the classroom.

"Dina!"

Someone came patting him on the shoulder from behind. And that's his name...

Alina's. Just Alina.

Slightly surprised, he sighed then turned to the woman who had just approached him.

"May you surprise me!"

Alina purposely stepped closer to nudge the woman's shoulder. Maya just laughed accepting her treatment.

And Maya, was a college friend. Friend and already like family to Alina. Both are hooded. It's just that Maya is much more religious and feminine.

Maya always with a robe that makes her always look graceful with a perfect veil wrap to cover the chest.

Another case with Alina who looks fashionable with various forms of hijab twists and clothes that always look fashionable.

The school they were teaching at was a simple boarding school located in the city of Z. The school is only for girls.

Alina gets advice to work there by Maya who introduces her to the place.

Maya finds out about Alina who hates men so much and how she keeps away from the circle of the sexes inside.

Although his income is not too adequate as in elite schools. As long as he was not connected to the man, it was already much more enough.

They rushed to the teacher's room to put the books in their hands. Afterwards they walked to the same cafeteria as the children. Taking a corner of the empty spot, Alina sat down.

Maya then went to order their orders. As a close friend, Maya has memorized what Alina likes. So he can order without having to ask again.

"Hot weather like this is very sultry!" Complain Alina.

He fluttered his hands around his face which had appeared several points of sweat.

Alina can also feel her neck covered in hijab has been dripping with sweat.

"Fright!"

Maya comes carrying a tray of their orders on the table. He put a glass of cold orange juice on Alina and cold tea on her. "Cold drinks are helpful for situations like this" Maya puts cold orange juice to Alina's side.

Alina hurriedly pulled the glass closer, pulling the straw into her mouth, she sipped her drink. "Geez.." And cold ice and fresh orange juice, make the sultry taste a little reduced. "Now much better" he said.

Then he stirred the straws in the glass, making a small commotion from the ice that collided with each other.

"I seem to have to take a few days off to get back to town Y"

"Why?"

"My grandmother got sick, she told me last night. I must go home to see"

The city of Y is where Alina came from. Unlike Maya who is from the city of Z. It's just that he continued his college studies in the city of Y. That's why they met.

The city of Y with Z is very different.

City Y is a metropolitan city that has been very developed and much more advanced. Unlike the city of Z which is still very lacking in terms of its progress.

"Then go home! Send my greetings to your grandmother" Tukas Maya who of course knows her grandmother Alina. During college, he often visited the residence of Alina who is the home of his grandmother.

When the break is over.

Alina and Maya prepare to teach in the next class.

Alina only had one class left for the day. After that he can take care of his leave to return to the city of Y.

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"Yes grandma! I'm on my way home"

"Eum!"

"Assalamu'alaikum"

And Alina hung up on him.

Because her salary was quite small, to save expenses, Alina took the land transportation route.

That is by taking the train. If you use air transportation, you only need an hour of travel. Because he uses land, certainly much longer than that.

Because it's not a holiday. The train is much quieter. Makes Alina a lot more comfortable in it.

He sat alone with his head tilted, leaning against the window.

He could see the view of the green trees that still looked beautiful slowly passed by.

Sensing the speed of the train as well as the time of unknowingly, he had already reached the city of Y.

It's already night time. Alina didn't bring much stuff because she kept some clothes in her grandmother's house.

With his handbag he exited the train station stop heading out to the outer street in search of a taxi.

At that moment her phone rang and it was a call from her grandmother again.

"Assalamu'alaikum island..."

"What?"

"Grandma sent someone to pick me up?"

"Eh! Alright"

"Wa'alaikumsalam"

Look at his phone for a few seconds. Alina was deep in thought.

'Why did my grandmother send someone to pick me up? '

'Is it because grandma is worried about me?'

Realizing that, Alina felt very touched. Of course the old woman was worried about him. Especially now that it was nighttime and too unsafe for a woman to walk alone.

A black car had just stopped in front of him.

After Alina noticed, it was a black Rolls-Royce that looked incredible after a closer look.

A man in black came out of the driver's door. Come walk towards him.

The man was wearing slightly striking sunglasses. Her pure white skin color glowed slightly under the street light illumination.

There's a bluetooth earphone in one of his ears. Standing before him he slightly bowed politely.

"Sorry, are you Miss Alina?"

Grimacing her forehead, Alina gave a dislike look towards the foreign man in front of her.

This guy knows his name?

As if capturing her obvious discomfort. The man was straight up.

"We're the ones who'll pick you up"

Alina was silent for a moment.

So her grandmother sent this stranger to pick her up. But why a man?

Doesn't his grandmother know how much he hates being around them.

"Now your grandmother is in hospital. We'll take you there"

Hearing the word of the hospital, Alina panicked. Taking out his phone, he immediately contacted his grandmother for clarity.

"Assalamu'alaikum mother!"

"Why didn't grandma say she was in the hospital right now"

"So, this foreign man is the one you sent to pick me up?"

Look at the man's look and car. Alina knew that the man had a rich family background. But an ordinary family like them how could it possibly have a relationship with such a party.

"Grandma can you tell me what's the name of the man who picked me up?"

"..."

"Assalamu'alaikum"

Call ended.

Alina raised her face indifferently towards the foreign man in front of her.

"Who's your name?" Alina asked to be sure.

Actually he really wanted to refuse to be picked up by a man. It was just that this was the kindness of her grandmother who had already sent someone to pick her up.

How could he refuse the old woman's kindness?

"I'm Bakri miss!"

That's not the name her grandmother called her. His pair of eyes narrowed, staring intently at the foreign man.

Feeling the intense gaze of the woman before him. The man was a little awkward and cleared his throat.

"That's my master, the Zayyad inside has been waiting for a long time. Can we go now, miss?"

"Zayyad?"

It was the name that his grandmother called.

"Yes lady!" The answer is very polite.

So this foreign man in front of him was not alone. Is there someone else in the car?

"Miss?" The stranger was still waiting for him to hurry.

"Eum!"

Alina immediately took a step forward to get past the man.

Grab the rear car door handle. Alina politely prepared to pull the doorknob and enter.

"Miss a minute!"

The stranger held him.

"Mr Zayyad likes breadth. Please miss understand and be generous to sit in front"

Alina was silent for a moment. And nodded later.

Still ignoring the stranger. He opened the front door and sat down.

And the black Roll Royce was speeding through the night-town crowd towards the hospital.

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