The pura AMNESIA

LISA

One of the reasons that makes Alya lazy to eat with her two sisters and mother is the moment where they will discuss the subject of marriage. It was certain that due to their questions, the breakfast that should be full of spirit even became strange for Alya.

"Sir, how did his soul mate get it?"

Anti opened the morning conversation to the point when they were sitting face to face at the dinner table. Anti was next to Fira, while Alya was next to Fatimah's mother.

"Not yet De, patience huh? Kan Mbak already said, if you want to marry yes, do not wait for Ma'am, you can go first," replied Alya while taking an omelet and put it on a plate.

"Why the hell, I don't accept Mr Rian's proposal? Although Duda, he's good, isn't he, Fir?" samber Anti again.

"Yes Ma'am, Fira has been asked the same candidate-in-law, so how is Mbak? Is it possible you like Mr. Rian?" support Fira. The teary-eyed girl was indeed the most intense matchmaking Alya compared to the others. Moreover, what he proposed now was his own Lecturer.

Alya fell silent. His hand that had been busy picking up the side dish, immediately stopped. They asked about Rian.

Alya admits there is no reason for any woman to reject Rian because besides being handsome he is well established, but that does not apply to him. Wh why? Because as far as it is, Rian did not believe in God.

How could Alya be with such a man? The marriage will certainly be difficult, if the vision and mission alone are different.

"Eh, what, you're forcing your mother? Patience, your mother is also looking, isn't she, Nduk?"

Seeing Alya who looked confused to answer what, Fatimah's mother tried to mediate.

"Yes Bu, Alya has no intention of being with Rian. I think your mother, you still have to try De, be patient, huh? Insha Allah actually did Mbak have said repeatedly, if you want to marry first, please ..," repeated Alya still with a wise tone.

"Hus! Notwithstanding. Anyway I do not agree, do not say that Alya, insyaAllah I am sure your soul mate is soon, we have now eaten! We in Bandung are regional people, who else would support your mother if not us!" emphatic Mother Fatimah on her three children made them compact pursed lips like fear of continuing the conversation, especially Alya.

For some reason, Alya's appetite immediately dropped dramatically after the conversation. Plus actually since yesterday too much Alya thought until it felt like the girl's head was about to explode.

One of them he was thinking about the percentage he was going to do this morning. It seems that today he will get back into trouble, because in two hours he will have to see Abyan and Lili to show the results of the design he has been working on until overtime.

To be honest, during the cooperation with Abyan, Alya seemed to be really exposed to karma. Moreover, Abyan's attitude is annoying as it becomes more post-he forces Abyan to eat seafood.

As demonic possession withered, the man increasingly aggressively made him confused with unreasonable job requests. Changing invitation themes and accelerated deadlines.

The huft! The girl felt almost asphyxiated because of Abyan.

Alya is actually confused, if indeed he is not Abyan a childhood friend like Alya accusations, why should he look more fierce and torture Alya like this? Unless, if indeed Abyan really exposed to allergies and that means it could be evidence Abyan just pretended not to know him.

"Yes, how did you see that you kept quiet, why?" reprimanding Mother Fatimah for seeing Alya was just dumbstruck. Even though the breakfast was over a few minutes ago, even Anti and Fira had left earlier.

"Eh, yes Ma'am, sorry, Alya has more thoughts." Alya gasped in surprise, rushing the girl to help mom to clean up the used plate. As a result of daydreaming Abyan he forgot his duty. She had thought to confide in her mother about her childhood friend because she must have remembered, but she held it.

"You still think about your brothers? Never mind, okay?" admonish Mother Fatimah again. She felt as though she was feeling a lot of pressure on Alya the last few times.

Alya shook her head weakly. "No ma'am, Alya just deg-degan again aja," Alya replied reasoned. He prefers to tell his mother something else than about Abyan, something that is not less important but not as interesting as Abyan who takes almost all of his focus.

"Deg-degan why?" Mom turned her head to look at Alya seriously.

"Actually, Alya today insya Allah will be introduced to someone by Mbak Pipit, he is a well-established man and a Doctor but I am afraid not to be again," said Alya feigned doubt. Alya was sincere about the problem.

Fatimah's mother nodded her head in understanding. The pure Javanese woman certainly felt sorry for Alya, from the time her husband died if not Alya who worked to slam bones, maybe their lives were not as prosperous now, he said, so it's only natural that Alya is more of a consideration. He too often failed to get married.

"Oh so, just calm down Alya, if you doubt easy Yes, just doain aja, insyaAllah if the soul mate will not go, sure yes, Nduk?" Fatimah's mother stroked her son's head. The sparkle of hope was clearly visible in the old woman's eyes, but she did not want to suppress Alya.

Alya just nodded her head while returning her mother's smile. Indeed, deep in his heart, Alya was eager to talk about all his missions to atone for sin in order to facilitate sustenance and marriage to Mother Fatimah at least so that they would know his efforts so far, so far, but he was afraid that he would only give false hope.

Let him try now. Isn't it easy to fulfill religion, including by apologizing to Abyan.

'Patience, Alya. Maybe after today you won't be confused anymore. Fighting!' alya's inner raved.

That was how Alya cheered herself up and smiled back. He only needs to restore his mood now, because tonight could be the first step to finding a soul mate. That's Alya's hope.

(***)

The word 'awward' could not even describe the situation that occurred between Alya, Abyan and Lutfan in the meeting room at this time, because Lili suddenly had to go to Malaysia. This was even worse than Alya's previous guess, how could any percentage of Alya, every part of it be broken directly by Abyan.

Did that guy really want to make Alya give up now? Then, take off this job? The girl clasped tightly onto the pointer in her hand as Abyan again interrupted.

A hostile and cold hue was clearly drawn on Abyan's face. What the man wanted, Alya could not understand yet. He was confused and wanted to be angry but he tried to hold back, because this time he was in the enemy's cage, Abyan's office.

"Are you angry, Miss Alya?" abyan asked when he realized Alya did not follow his advice at all.

Yes, the girl was more busy imagining ruffling Abyan's hair and hanging it on the toge than hearing Abyan chattering about the design advice she was presenting.

Alya let out a heavy and privileged sigh, as if awakened by Abyan's reprimand. He smiled as he stroked his chest. Trained to face a cold man like Abyan.

"Oh, no sir, I'm just thinking and still don't understand, what's wrong with my design?" kilah Alya's.

The girl was still standing in front of the infocus screen looking at Abyan with a normal gaze.

"I didn't expect, your Boss is more patient now, Lutfan?" sindir Abyan glanced at Lutfan at a glance then returned to Alya's face.

Lutfan only smiled faintly, the young man actually understood the condition of the two beings in front of him. However, the young man chose silence because he did not want to be involved from afar. Merely, Lutfan could read there were others in the Boss and their current client relationship.

Abyan leaned his back on the chair. Since then a pair of eagle eyes Abyan seemed to want to examine each inch of Alya's face, while the one who was stared at preferred to avoid. Because, somehow every eye they accidentally met, Alya always felt an unusual thump. Honey, he's too proud to realize it.

"Well, actually I like the number three design, what if we focus the overhaul on that part? I think the concept of Majapahit royal invitations makes it look more vintage, what do you think?" point Abyan at the screen.

The man apparently wanted the back of his invitation card changed. It seems like Abyan is starting to feel good about Alya and she is trying to make things easier for the girl in her way.

"Well, if so, I try to edit it again but I now ask for more time," Pinta Alya immediately negotiated.

He may be worried that Abyan will give a deadline again, even though he had promised Mbak Pipit to be introduced to his brother, a doctor named Bennard Ahmad Fahrezi. Of course if Abyan asked for it tonight, it would be his hope.

"Oh, you seem to be on your guard, worried that I'll ask you to finish tonight?" abyan asked as if he could read the thoughts of the girl before him.

"Alright, sure," said Abyan softened.

Previously, according to Alya, Abyan would indeed ask Alya to finish it tonight because Abyan knew editing the part he asked for did not take much time. Five designs he finished quickly, but this time he only edited a little he asked for two days. However, Abyan tries to tolerate even though because tonight he also has an agenda with his best friend.

"really? So that means, can I close this percentage?"

"Yes, okay. Please," Abyan replied briefly.

"Alhamdullilah. Thank ye. Sir," Alya replied instantly smiling sumringah.

Seeing Alya's sweet smile, Abyan suddenly fell silent, feeling fascinated. For some reason, his suspicions grew stronger, he caught a strange signal from Alya. Today, the girl looked as if she had been from the last time they met.

Did Alya have anything fun?

Curious.

As Alya cleared up his parallels, the man gave Lutfan a message. Like a hunter, his male instincts immediately functioned, when he saw his target acting unusual.

[Is your boss having another show? Abyan.]

Send. Message sent to Lutfan. The young man had been a few days secretly already a close friend of Abyan without Alya's knowledge.

[Yes, reportedly he wants to meet a man sir, in the cafe we ate yesterday, maybe it's his girlfriend.]

Lutfan sent the reply with a smile. The young man was too innocent, probably because he felt that Abyan was a good man, sometimes annoying.

After receiving a message from Lutfan, Abyan suddenly felt his heart as if electric shock powered by thousands of volts. It was very hot and made his feet suddenly limp.

Alya will get acquainted? With who?

"Okay sir, if that's what I'll excuse you. Yuk Lutfan!" pamit Alya broke Abyan's freeze.

The girl with her cheerful face went from before Abyan, leaving Abyan behind. Without knowing the man he left behind had been hit by jealousy and resentment at one time.

To be honest, until this moment Abyan still felt doubtful at his engagement and strengthened when Alya came.

Unfortunately, as if being a loser Abyan is still worried. Does he have to be honest with his heart or stare at the departure of the girl falling on another man? After eleven years, it turns out that the taste is still there.

Agh, Abyan ruffled his hair slightly in frustration then sighed heavily.

Be late.

Again he chose to play with logic, if it was the best for Alya, maybe Abyan preferred to be a knight and let Alya with the others.

After all, he himself was now faking amnesia.

(***)

Alya turned out to have arrived earlier than the meeting time. Although he had sat comfortably in one corner of the cafe with Instagrammable pastel shades, his heart still felt unsettled

Worries hit the girl, because this is the first time she knows a man through an intermediary, previously she was more familiar with dating through association independently not officially like now.

Alya waited for half an hour, his eyes not looking at the glass door to pay attention to everyone who entered through there. Until finally, the women and men he was waiting for were seen.

"Alya!" Pipit gave the code with a wave of the hand. As expected, Ben who was told by Pipit was no less handsome than Abyan, he had narrow eyes and had thick eyebrows. His stature was firm and full of charisma.

A smile flashed on Ben's face, when they accidentally met each other. However, strangely a loud thump like Alya saw Abyan yet to be felt inside the chest.

Alya beristighfar, brushed off Abyan's shadow. It could be, because the first new so interest is still a reasonable limit. He again straightened out his intention to worship especially reportedly Ben is a convert because Pipit's large family is mostly of Chinese descent and not diverse Islam, it is good for him to be one of the affirmers if later they get married.

"Assalammu'alaikum, it's been a while, huh?" greet Pipit as the two arrive before Alya.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, good. Please sit down," Alya replied awkwardly.

The tail of Alya's eyes since last caught Ben watching him carefully making the girl a little uncomfortable.

"Hello, nice to meet you Yes, I'm Ben," said the man introducing himself.

"Hey, Ben, I'm Alya" Alya cupped her hands in front of her chest.

"You're beautiful" praised Ben sincerely making Alya's cheeks instantly blush.

"Eh, um, thank you." Alya was acting nervous, while Pipit was just stalling a smile. His brother is always outspoken if he is interested in someone.

Ben took his place across from Alya, while Pipit was beside him. After sitting comfortably, Alya only realized it seemed like they were lacking one person.

"Oh, yes, Mrs Pit, she said she would come with Ma'am Pit's husband, not come?" alya asked as she knitted her eyebrows, astonished.

"That's, yeah, she had a sudden surgical operation. But, calm down to accompany Ben, said Ben there will be one more person who will come today for this introductory event," replied Pipit as he rolled his eyes.

"Good, betewe who's Ma'am, ken-"

"Night, has it been a long time?" greet someone from behind.

The girl turned her head. Inevitably, Alya's body suddenly stiffened and his heart raced quickly when he realized that the one who would participate in this introductory event was Abyan.

Apparently, Abyan was equally surprised, the man did not expect that would be the future wife of his best friend is Alya. The worse the man's heart now, Alya and Abyan looked in silence.

"Oh yes, Alya introduce, this is Abyan Ghifari my friend, he also introduced me to Islam," Ben said directly while standing up.

Alya and Abyan both feel like their hearts are at war. Later both eyes that look at it will testify, that the soul is too long to save the taste until it is no longer able to speak.

Confusing.