ALYA DIARY
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Alya looked at Angga and vice versa, then Angga began to tell him.

"The former Mas called again yesterday and asked to return."

Angga's words made Alya feel the heat in her chest, but she tried to cover it up with a smile.

Alya was still silent, He wanted to listen to the continuation of the story of Angga.

"Mas rejected it, because it was not the first also before the same you he had also invited back."

"Why did you refuse it."

"Mas has moved on, and doesn't want to repeat the past."

Alya smiled and nodded her head. He felt very anxious to ask a lot about his ex Angga but Alya paused. He does not want to be a fan in their relationship.

"You don't want to ask me what that is, darling." Even Angga who offers to Alya if he wants to know something about himself or his ex.

"Ask what."

"Yes, maybe how did Mas's relationship used to be with him."

"If Mas wants to tell Alya will be horrified, but Alya does not want to pry the past from Mas Angga." Alya said with a smile.

"Why so, usually the girl wants to know who the ex is, why break up and how many ex. Why don't you ask that, honey don't get jealous of ex-Mas asking for a return."

Alya chuckled.

"He he he.. Why does Mas Angga think that way. If told to be honest Alya is also jealous of the former Mas Angga ask for a return it means Mas Angga is still the most beautiful in the heart of the former Mas Angga. But Alya does have to get angry showing that jealousy."

Alya smiled and shook her head.

"No Mas, it's Mas Angga's past let the past because Alya also has a past. The important thing is that we both walk now and have a clear purpose." Angga listened to every word Alya.

"Adult is also Alya."

In Angga's heart.

"For example, sorry. Mas Angga there is still a sense with the former Mas Angga please just better Alya who retreated."

"Don't you love me the same."

Alya smiled sweetly at Angga, he will try to be wise.

"It does not mean Alya who does not love Mas Angga but, Mas Angga himself who is not serious with Alya. If not love the same Mas Angga can not Alya want to go with Mas Angga because Alya has said not to waste a relationship again Mas, Alya want to look for a serious."

Angga looked at Alya without blinking, then a smile appeared on his lips.

"I'm sorry, my dear."

Angga grabbed Alya's hand which was on the table and grasped it.

"Why apologize, Mommy."

"Mas even thinks you don't love Mas. But it turns out you're even more mature than Mas."

"Have eaten yuk, hungry. It's cold the meat."

Alya took off her hand held by Angga then took out a spoon and fork wiping it with a tissue and placed it in the bowl belonging to Angga.

"Thank You, darling."

"Samely, eat Mas let it be strong."

"Strong what." Angga took it seriously.

"I'm up against reality, ha ha ha.." Alya Laughter.

"You, yeah, make a gem."

They finished the bowl in front of each and then downed a cold drink that refreshed their throats.

"Alhamdulillah."

Said Alya and Angga chuckled at the behavior of his girlfriend.

"Why Mas, laugh mute."

"You're funny."

"What a doll."

"Yes my doll, can't be funny in front of other guys."

"Start again, make me hungry if I say it's like that."

"Ha ha ha..." Angga Laughter.

"It's late afternoon, go home."

"Where to go."

"Yes go home, time to go home Mas Angga."

"No papa come on, meet your father and mother."

"No papa, wait for you to be ready."

"Thank You."

Angga then stood up and headed to the cashier to pay for their order and Alya waited for him while wearing a jacket.

"Udah yuk come home dear."

Angga grabbed Alya's hand and took her out. Alya's heart feels like it wants to be dislodged so.

Arriving in front of Angga still holding Alya's hand.

"Why."

Angga pretended not to know because Alya moved his finger.

"Elepasin Mas, how to ride the bike if you think it's good."

"He he he. still misses."

"Let's go home."

"Yes, just wait."

Angga even clasped Alya's hand tighter.

"Mas, Alya is waiting for mom."

"Yes, promise first heart."

"Alya promised heart, I'm already this afternoon."

Angga was still smiling and holding Alya's hand.

"Bag.."

"Mr Alya, Mr. Angga."

someone who got off the motorcycle while carrying a small child greeted the two of them.

"Mrs Eni."

Angga and Alya were in unison and Angga was still holding Alya's hand.

Alya tried to release the hand of Angga but could not. Bu Eni also saw if Angga grasped tightly Alya's hand and raised a smile on his lips.

"Cie... Congratulations, ma'am."

Alya immediately pulled her hand from the hand of Angga.

"He he he.. "

Alya showed off her white teeth just can't possibly say they're nothing.

The lady just smiled too.

"May we get to the serious level."

"Aamiin ma'am, thank you for the prayer."

Angga and Alya said only.

Angga is actually ready if the fellow teachers know the relationship between the two of them but Alya is still not ready.

"I'm going in, be careful when I go home."

"Yes" said Angga and Alya.

"Mas, Alya's coming home."

"But darling."

Angga grabbed Alya's hand.

"We'll face it together if tomorrow morning at our school it's going to go viral." Angga.

"Alya will prepare himself first."

"You're sure it's the same thing."

Alya smiled and nodded her head then let go of Angga's hand and immediately put on a helmet.

"As accompanies from behind ya."

"Yes, it's."

Their motorbike left the meatballs to their homes because it was in the direction of Angga followed him from behind.

"Why try to see Bu Eni, tomorrow morning how to try."

Alya prices her motorcycle while muttering to herself.

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