The pura AMNESIA

MAKE NEW FRIENDS

They sat facing each other, looking at each other and then looking away. Lousy. Occasionally the eyes satirize the thump in the chest, but in fact for those who like to hide the taste it seems so ordinary.

Let them pretend to be amnesiac and not know each other, what for? I don't know.

Alya twisted the tip of her hijab under the table nervously. Whether you admit it or not, today Abyan looks different, handsome man like a blend of Joe Taslim and Nick Jones has successfully made his concentration slump.

To be honest Alya is still inexhaustible, how could Abyan suddenly appear in the cafe and become one of the people Ben trusted to accompany him to meet Alya? What an unexpected coincidence. Bad, their sitting position was as if swapped, Alya now had to be right in front of Abyan and leave a sense of 'awward' in the hearts of both.

Agh, had Alya known the situation would have been this difficult, it was better for him to just fail the show that night.

"So, is there anything else Ben should ask Alya? And vice versa? Before we end this dinner, Alya's gonna have a deadline, right, yeah?" tanya Pipit was immediately greeted by Alya's nod.

Pipit deliberately intended to end their conversation sooner after reading Alya's message, especially when he knew from Alya that the Abyan he often talked about was in front of them. After all, he thinks Ben has pretty much wondered about Alya. If it continues, maybe Ben will be more happy because it looks very interested Ben. Although the man next to Ben, could only bend his face expressionlessly.

"Heum, actually there is still a lot to ask by me Ma'am, but what if I exchange phone numbers with Alya? Sorry, I am still layman to the kayak process like this, previously all I know is dating but this time it seems like I am seriously married. Isn't that Abyan?"

Uhuk! The sturdy and muscular man immediately coughed. The water in his mouth was about to spurt, fortunately it was held back by the hand.

Doubtful, Abyan simply answered Ben's sudden question with a forced nod and half-blinded eyes. The man didn't know what to say, because all he knew was that his brain suddenly stopped thinking when Ben said he was going to marry Alya.

Isn't that too sudden? It's so careless that Ben made his decision!

"Huh, married? It looks like it's too soon, I think we need to convince ourselves of that, don't you think?" Alya turned her head on Pipit winking in search of support.

Without the girl knowing, in front of her a man first agreed to even thank her repeatedly for the girl's answer. Of course in his heart, because he's still a prestige.

"Yes, of course it needs careful consideration. Don't be in a hurry." Pipit paused his words, "oh yes betewe, Mbak just found out that you know Islam from Abyan, Ben. How come you never told me? Do you think you know Islam in Japan?" continued curious.

Regardless of the status of far-flung brotherhood between Pipit and Ben. Pipit is indeed rarely communication with Ben who is his cousin. The fact he was a convert was only known a month ago from his Tantenya, because Ben never told me much.

Ben smiled broadly then embraced Abyan who was still putting on a strange face. Until Alya thought Abyan was kebelet PUP because of the look of his face that is difficult to explain.

"Yes Ma'am, I also do not understand, my introduction and Abyan just happened, initially maybe starting from aler-"

"I asked Ben first to be my family doctor, that's where we started to get to know him," Abyan broke up right before Ben said anything.

The man seemed uncomfortable when Ben discussed their introduction, probably because Ben alluded to the word allergy. If it continues, Alya will find out the secret that Abyan is guarding.

Pipit nodded his head repeatedly like understanding the chatter of two male people who he said were friendly. Not so with Alya.

The girl still felt that something was awkward, but her suspicion was cut off because her stomach suddenly felt the call of nature out of place.

Is this how his sins are answered? Just thought Abyan wanted PUP, now even he experienced it. Mules, Alya is holding her belly wrapped around.

"Aww!" Alya shrieked softly.

"Why Al?" tanya Pipit turned her head to the side.

"You sick?" For this time Ben and Abyan asked compactly, then looked at each other in shock because they were both worried about one person.

Aware if it made the three worried, Alya immediately smiled clumsyly. Not expecting his out of control scream made the atmosphere even stranger.

"Ehm, anu, I have a stomachache, can I go to the bathroom?" alya asked making everyone sigh in relief.

"Oh, kirain apa ..." exclaimed the three of them compact.

"Oh, yeah, if that's it Mommy first, huh? Dedek just guarded Mbok," said Pipit suddenly.

"Yes, I'm sorry too, okay? I have an impromptu patient, it's okay, isn't it? Or do I want to get home?" tawp Ben's.

Alya instantly shook her head in a frenzy, let alone her stomach contracting even more.

"No, don't you, well we're parting here huh? Excuse me, I have to go to the toilet!"

After saying that, Alya immediately half ran towards the back of the cafe. He can't wait anymore, mules. While Abyan put on a smile.

Alya is still a cute girl for Abyan, even though there is still anger left due to the past, but the man still leaves a taste and that's what makes Abyan can't bear to see his face.

(***)

Alya heaved a sigh of relief at last all the heavy weight in her queen's stomach was fulfilled already. Before going out the toilet, the girl also pegs herself in front of the mirror, a common thing to do if Alya is meeting glass.

Alya was stunned for a few seconds. It turns out that the skin is not as fresh as before, it has started to wrinkle a lot, the age factor can not be deceiving. That's why he must immediately marry skin care can not disguise it.

Afterward, Alya immediately took the touch-up powder of his sect while thinking about the meeting tonight.

As a result of the incident earlier, it seems Alya must start to be vigilant he should not carelessly think strange, because every intention of disobedience to Abyan all seems to turn to himself.

It's so annoying. Alya to be confused, the husband is not only but the feeling has been a lot of sin and karma if this is about Abyan. Now, plus, the candidate introduced by Pipit was his friend Abyan.

Abyan again, Abyan continues.

How much is Abyan? Hundreds of. Mumetite. The girl shook her own head.

Alya became curious, was there any way that he would be spared from Abyan's karma? Or is this a new type of misfortune?

In the middle of his busy mind daydreaming, the phone in his game pocket suddenly shook and rang making all the eyes of the woman who was in the toilet stare at him. Where the song, Nissa Sabyan's song that is berdehem endless again, is not ashamed.

Alya immediately reached into his pocket and checked the name on the screen.

"Fira? Lusty!" Suddenly Alya's eyes widened confused, when he found his sister who called.

Worryingly.

He just stared reluctantly at the phone that continued to light up without the intention of lifting, because if Fira knew he was in this cafe in order to find a mate could be excited he asked Alya to marry quickly.

"Sir, hapenya lift the noise!" spray fashionably dressed women and her lipstick colored orange gonjreng.

"Oh, yes sorry," Alya replied. There is no choice, Alya also chose to end the event deserved himself then went out of the toilet with a rush step.

Both hands are still excited by holding a bag and holding a cellphone that continues to ring. Ribet.

"Hem .. hem ... hem ...." Nissa Sabyan's voice from her phone continued to kick, while Alya started to fidget.

"Oh, Fir, what a minute!" cursory

Alyas. He finally picked up the phone. However, just now he was about to press the green button, without him realizing, someone from the opposite direction who was busy calling was accidentally hit him, too, because both do not pay attention to the road and the passageway to the toilet is indeed a bit narrow.

Bruk!

"You!" Both index fingers are compact together with eyes that are equally bulging with a heart that is pounding violently. Unexpectedly, the two people would collide in front of the toilet, not as elite as it seemed.

"Eat him, if you look around!" Abyan stood up and took his phone. His face looks flushed wrong.

"But! Mr. Abyan who hit me first!" spray Alya don't want to lose.

"That's it!"

"Yes, already!"

The two decide to end the debate, but when they are willing to walk back across each other, again as if one heart, their bodies get in the way of each other. Alya shifted to the right from her direction, Abyan also shifted to the left from her side facing so that their bodies met, and vice versa.

Are they a match?

"I'm going to the toilet! Excuse me!"

"Who is forbidden!"

"That! You follow me!"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Abyan is misguided! Ishi!"

"Okay, I'm going left!" break up Abyan felt frustrated because they just kept passing each other.

"Me too," Alya replied no less fierce. Though God knows the hearts of both of them were already on the scene because of the incident and they tried to cover it with a sense of prestige.

(***)

Alya tapped her phone restlessly. Half an hour has passed, he still has not got an online taxi. Not usually this happens and the crash of Alya lowbath mobile phone battery.

If only, his scoopy bike was not a problem and he could already bring the car something like this might not happen.

The huft! Alya exhaled tired, again he tried to order via ojol application, but he had not had time to press 'message', his phone was dark first.

"Huh? Abaghfirullah Dead! Duh, this is because of the phone call Fira and dengerin ventnya nih, right ..," he complained while circulating his gaze. There may be taxis or vehicles that can carry it.

Where it's night! Alya so 'ngeper' himself was on the side of the road, this late. She is a virgin, and she is not married anymore.

Brm! Alya shook her head who was thinking about things that were afraid and made parno. However, amongst the girl's worry, suddenly a metallic black colored car stopped in front of her.

"You haven't come home, either?" Alya reflexively turned her head to someone who had just opened her car window.

Abyans. The world is narrow, right? She again ... she again. Alya straightened her back, trying to be as normal as possible to cover up her worries.

"Yes, my phone is dead, so I can't order it yet" Alya replied. He regretted that he had to meet Abyan in this condition.

"You together?" tawar Abyan's. The man's tone was softer than the last they met.

'Is he mode?' alya was suspicious. The veiled girl narrowed her eyes to scrutinize the strangeness traces of Abyan's offer.

"Yes, if you don't want it is okay, but as far as I know on this road a lot of the plums, what if you are in .. agh, I'm afraid to continue it," abyan said while shivering in horror making Alya even more anxious.

"Sir Abyan lied, right?" ask Alya sansi.

"Don't believe it? Yes, I have, whatever! Oh, yes, I also get info that these nights are a lot of people who like weird, like that!" point Abyan across the street. Sure enough, Alya saw a lot of big, muscular men and was about to cross into his place. That means Alya will meet them, if it still stands here.

Alya gulped, panicking. He looked to the right and to the left but there was still no taxi or anything else.

"How's Alya? Do you want tomorrow in the paper there's news the young unmarried girl has become a kor-"

"Go! I'm not afraid!" alya jutek replied. He folded his hands on his chest, as an attitude of self-defense.

"Really? Not nyesel?"

"Yes." Yeah."

At first glance Abyan's eyes looked disappointed, but a moment later the man nodded his head in understanding.

"Okay, then I go first."

Unexpectedly by Alya, Abyan actually started her car back, then glanced at Alya at a glance.

"I go first, okay?" repeated Abyan again as if in doubt.

"Please, go!" Alya melengos feigning hardcore.

"okay." Abyan started closing the car window.

Alya immediately wavered, tucked a sense of regret in her heart. Actually Alya wants to be persuaded again, he was just being prestige. Usually it is the girl, want to be cultivated more. But Abyan took it seriously.

"Abyan, what's wrong?" nelangsa.

"What's that, Neng?" A heavy-sounding voice suddenly greeted Alya.

Bummer. The girl turned around quickly. Alya's eyes suddenly widened after seeing it turns out that what greeted him was a man of large stature, muscular and tattooed. Without waiting for long, Alya's brain immediately responded quickly, he seemed to be one of the members of the horde of muscular men he had just seen across.

"Again alone, Neng?" ask the other guy with the big hair. Alya gulped, apparently greeting him more than one.

"Eh, anu ...."

Alya rewinded her steps with a panicked move.

"Anu ap-"

"Sir Abyan!" yell Alya splashy.

The girl immediately turned her body back and then headed for Abyan's car which was still not moving from the beginning. Without excuse, Alya opened the door of Abyan's car and sat behind the driver's seat with a thumping chest.

"Come Sir! The road!"

"Well, he said he didn't want to come? How in?"

"I also forced Mr. Abyan maksa, right? What harm? Let's just say I took an online taxi again," replied Alya pretending to be indifferent when he was afraid of thugs.

Abyan can only stroke his chest. It turns out that the girl he had always loved, only considered him a taxi driver.