ALYA DIARY
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Alya's days are still busy completing the thesis as well as the final product that is the condition of his graduation.

Angga as his girlfriend always gives encouragement even though he can not help anything, as much as can provide motivation for Alya.

"Mas, I've dizzy my head."

Alya felt like giving up on finishing the final product because from yesterday there was a problem that could not be resolved.

"Rest first, dear."

Angga this time accompanied Alya to work on his products in a park so fresh his mind because in the open.

"It's your favorite food, eat it first, baby."

Angga ordered batagor.

"Thank You."

Angga takes Alya's laptop and closes it first, so that his girlfriend enjoys eating it.

"Mas don't eat."

Alya saw Angga still silencing his food.

"Later, I'll see you eat really good."

Alya smiled then scooped her batagor directing it to Angga.

"A..."

Angga immediately opened his mouth and grabbed the spoon.

"Mas... "

"So dear, bribed with you." Angga while chewing food in his mouth.

"In the stomach just spoke."

Angga smiled and rubbed Alya's head covered in hijab.

"Again."

Angga nodded his head.

"A..."

Angga opened his mouth again and grabbed the spoon bribed by Alya.

"Again to me."

"Udah ah, are you hungry."

Alya ate his batagor again until it ran out as well as Angga.

"Mas."

"Hmmm..."

Angga dehem while drinking iced orange in front of him.

"Alya's tired, go home yuk."

"Hot baby, it's a little late afternoon."

"N sleepy."

"To yuk mosque we have not yet prayed dhuhur."

Alya nodded her head then tidied up her laptop and book.

"Your darling."

Angga grabbed Alya's hand and brought her bag containing a laptop.

"Mas, Alya brought it."

"Weight, yuk."

Angga clasping Alya's hand led him to the parking lot to pick up a motorcycle.

Angga's motorbike drove out of the park to a nearby mosque from there.

Arriving there Angga and Alya separated, Angga headed to a special area of men and Alya headed to a special area of women to carry out their obligations.

After completing their duties they met in the mosque garden area.

"Mas, go home yuk."

"It's really coming home."

"Heem."

Alya nodded her head and put on a hard face, She had indeed felt tired once her brain felt squeezed.

"okay."

They headed to the parking lot, Angga then drove his motorcycle leaving the mosque area.

Just walking for a while Angga felt Alya sleepy because his head was already leaning on his back.

"Darling, sleepy."

"Hmmm..."

"Sleep, slow down."

Alya nodded her head and she fell asleep on Angga's back while hugging his stomach.

"Sleep, baby."

Angga rubbed Alya's hand which was on her stomach.

Before arriving at the house Alya had woken up, although just closing his eyes for a while had made it rather fresh.

"Mas."

"Yes, why."

"Buy that ice."

"Don't drink ice first, your body is tired later even drop again."

"Not for Alya, make Dani with Ikhsan."

"Yes later if you don't drink at home."

"Yes." Yeah."

Angga stopped his motorcycle and Alya got off and bought Dani and Ikhsan's favorite ice.

"Well, good."

Dani was so excited to see that ice.

"What And."

"Well, often - often yes Brother."

"Your pleasure, every time you go bring souvenirs. "

"The Anga is good."

Praise Dani.

"Then ah Dan, don't be like that." His mother reminded that it was not good also often brought Angga if there.

"Yes Mom, Dani didn't ask either."

"Don't ya Dan, give me a little dong."

"More... Just a little."

Dani gives the ice she drinks to Alya.

"Sir Alya didn't buy it himself."

"Can't be the same as Angga."

Alya has forgotten Angga's message.

"Udah Brother."

"He he he..."

Alya then headed to her room wanting to rest.

The day changed in the afternoon, Alya felt his throat was not well and his body felt weak and somewhat feverish.

" Astagfirullah's.. I why this. What because of drinking ice earlier."

Alya felt her throat seem to want inflammation. He came out of the room to find Dani asking for help to give him a solution.

"And."

"Napa."

"Please buy a solution, here's the rest for your snacks."

"okay."

Alya headed to the bathroom to clean himself immediately performing the Ashar prayer.

After he finished he headed to the kitchen to help his mother while carrying the solution that had been bought by Dani earlier.

"Why drink it Al."

" Alya's throat doesn't taste good Mom, it feels like inflammation."

"For - because of the ice drink that was you, already know his body tired plus the hot weather like this we drink ice."

"Yes Ma'am, it was already forbidden the same Mas Angga even wanted to see Dani drinking ice looks really fast."

"Let's get mad at your Racaine Angga."

"Don't tell Mom."

"Ha ha ha.. Tau Al, take care of yourself."

Alya just imagined horrified, Angga if it's already nagging not stop - stop.

"You are the same Angga plan how, if he often comes here mother also long embarrassed Al same neighbor. Mother's daughter has been visited by men a lot."

"Alya doesn't know Ma either, but Mas Angga said he wanted to take it seriously."

"But you remember Alya's message. Graduation can only be married."

"Yes Ma'am, Alya remembered. Mas Angga has also told Alya and he said he wants to wait."

"Yes Al, in serious you want a man like much less. Good-looking Angga, he's also in charge."

"Alya wants to get to know you first."

"Yes while waiting for you to graduate, you can know each other first but remember Al, when you are still dating the same after marriage it will be different and will look real after marriage." Mother Message.

"Yes, Mom."

Alya contemplates her mother's words indeed He if Angga still looks good, yes ugly he likes to sulk not clear aja.

The day turned night, Alya felt her throat getting sicker and her body becoming feverish.

Angga did not know because the last message was sent when he told me that he had reached home.

Alya rested in her room she had absolutely no energy and it felt very lazy to open the laptop again.

dratt...

Alya's phone vibrated and saw Angga who was video calling.

"Ouch.. Mataeng me."

Alya patted her own jidat.

" Mas Assalamualaikum."

Alya answered a video call from Angga after sliding the green button on her phone.

" Waalaikumsalam, what's more, dear stay up."

Angga's face was smiling while tidying up her hair.

"No, I want to rest again this dead end."

"You're sick, his face is red. Fever."

Angga looked at Alya's face.

"Capek is Mas."

"Ohukk.uhuk..."

Alya coughed again.

"You lied, you hurt. What you ate the same drink. Or maybe you're going to have ice with Dani."

Derr... Angga immediately guessed it, Alya's face slimmed down..

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