The Love Story of Citra

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After arriving in Banda Aceh, Citra and Yogi also Edson went to the house of Allah which was hit by a tsunami a dozen years ago. To perform the Dzuhur Prayer.

Mata Citra was very stunned to see the Baiturrahman Banda Aceh Grand Mosque. Since this was his first time, so was the same Yogi as Citra.

"You guys, just keep quiet? Not going inside?" edson asked, seeing Citra and Yogi just silently while staring at the building of the Baiturrahman Grand Mosque.

"Huh?" Citra and Yogi both replied with murmurs simultaneously, making Edson laugh at their behavior.

"Come in, Om, it's not here to go in" Citra replied with a sweet smile and began to go inside.

The three of them parted ways, as Citra went into the female part while Yogi and Edson went into the male part.

Citra walked into the ablution place, after it was finished he immediately walked into the mosque because Azan Dzuhur was already reverberating.

After the completion of the prayer, Citra prayed to the creator of the universe.

'O Allah, meet the servant with the soul mate of the servant here, ' Inner Image.

On the other side ...

'O Allah, the servant is very sure if he is my match then we will always, you will find, ' the inner Yogi.

Edson prayed for his son to recover, because he loved Eril very much. Although he did not see the state of his son who had just had an accident.

'O Allah, heal Eril because I love him so much. Although I cannot show him directly, Edson's mind.

Unwittingly by Edson, his tears flowed profusely soaking his entire handsome face.

"Uncle Edson, why are you crying?" yogi asked while holding the uncle's hand.

Edson immediately hugged his nephew, and poured down the sadness that he had been saving himself.

"Yogi, actually uncle brought you here because he could no longer see the behavior, Eril." Edson let go of his embrace then rushed away from inside the mosque.

Yogi is chasing after his uncle. However, his steps stopped when he saw Citra taking a picture with a woman. Curiously, he immediately approached his girlfriend.

"Assalamualaikum" said Yogi very gently and sweetly to the two women in front of him. It turned out that he had forgotten his uncle.

"Wa'alaikumsalam." Citra answered Yogi's greeting along with her cousin.

"Sir Yogi, introduce him to my cousin Sari," Citra said as she looked at Sari who continued to look at Yogi's face.

"Yogi."

"Come."

"Call it Sari bread," Kekeh Citra.

Sari nudged Citra's arm so that the girl instantly fell silent.

"Sir Yogi, I went home with my cousin only" Citra said very gently.

Yogi nodded his head, then he pulled the hand of Citra who had walked so that the girl directly turned her body.

"Is there a problem?" ask Citra while releasing her hand.

"Where do you live?" yogi asked while looking at Citra's face.

Citra gave Yogi the address of her uncle's house, after which she rushed out of there with Sari.

Yogi stared at Citra's departure until the girl was no longer visible in his eyes, then he just remembered that the uncle went out of nowhere.

"Astaghfiullah! I forgot, uncle where are you going?" Yogi rushed away from there running.

After arriving outside the mosque, Yogi sees his uncle along with Citra and Sari in their car. He quickly approached them.

"Uncle Edson, I was tired of looking for uncle earlier," said Yogi while adjusting his breath that was wheezing due to running earlier.

"Have not said much! Now let's take them first!" pinta Edson on the ponakan.

"So, this Sari is your cousin's sister?" ask Edson on Image.

"Yes Om, and Citra will stay there for a while," Citra replied very gently.

"Oh, yeah. Where do you work after this?" ask Edson who wants to know where Citra works.

"Vijaya Properti," Citra replied very gently, making Edson and Yogi stare at each other.

"Oh, it's Pa-'s property" disconnected because Edson directly attacked his remark.

"Happy work there," Edson cut off quickly while stepping on Yogi's foot.

"Thank you Om, for what he said," Citra said very politely and then she shared a story with Sari.

"Why?" yogi whispered so small that the two women did not hear him.

"Just be quiet, it's for her surprise" whispered Edson, making Yogi nod his head.

Upon reaching his uncle Citra's house, the two women descend and Yogi begins to resume his journey.

Citra walks into the uncle's house with her cousin's sister.

"Assynnya!"

"Wa'alaikumsalam," replied Citra's uncle with the aunt simultaneously.

"Dear aunt, sit here first!" pinta Dilla while patting the empty space beside her, for Citra to sit down.

Citra sat next to her aunt, while Sari had her father sitting on the sofa opposite Cita and Dilla.

"Uncle Sam, and Aunt Dilla, do not hesitate to punish me if you have anything wrong" Citra said very politely.

"Of course, honey," Sam replied as he looked at the face of the pounder.

"Sari, bring Citra into the room!" pinta Dilla on that one and only girl.

"Each Ma, Pa," said Sari while carrying Citra's suitcase into her room.

"Excuse me, Uncle Sam and Aunt Dilla." The image rushed away from there following the older brother.

After arriving in the room, Citra immediately opened her suitcase because she wanted to change clothes.

Citra's eyes were perfectly rounded when she saw the contents of her suitcase, then she chuckled with Sari as well.

"Astaghfirullah, What are you doing bringing men's clothes and men's triangles?" kekeh Sari while patting Citra's shoulder.

The image tries to recall the incident while in the car, and he only realized that the color of the suitcase is different from the one here.

"I think it belongs, Mr Yogi?"

*. *. *.

Yogi just finished bathing, now he uses a towel and rushed into his room and opened the suitcase.

"Ohhhhkk!" yogi screams, seeing a woman's bikini strewn as he opens the suitcase.

"Astaghfirullah, does this have any image?" ask Yogi who tried to recall the incident earlier, when he brought his suitcase and Citra.

Yogi is confused, because he has no change of clothes, because his suitcase is exchanged with Citra. So he borrowed the clothes of the uncle because it is impossible to wear the clothes of Citra right?

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