ALYA DIARY
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"Dear."

Angga grabbed the hand of Alya who was enjoying her drink.

"Yes, it's."

Alya looked at Angga.

"Mas can ask."

Angga spoke slowly so as not to offend Alya

"May I ask what."

"Darling, it's steady not getting married with Mas."

Alya was speechless looking at Angga, what he was afraid of happened as well. Angga must have felt because he looked moody since leaving earlier the effect of talking with his mother.

"Mas asked like that for sure because Alya looks not excited huh today look for a hand." Alya said while bowing her head.

"Darling... There's a problem."

Angga grabbed Alya's hand.

"There is no Mas." He said while shaking his head.

"Sorry Alya Mas, Mas must think Alya is not as fun to be invited to marry."

"If there's a problem with the story, dear."

Alya again just shook her head, but actually Angga also felt Alya hiding something.

"Yes, if you don't want a story but remember, baby, I'm always there to listen to your story."

"Please Mas, sorry Alya ya Mas. Alya's just tired."

Alya said with a smile so that Angga does not think strange - strange.

"Yes, it's only natural that you're tired of a lot of work in school yesterday that you have to finish."

"We are looking for something." Alya said eagerly to show that she is also serious about this marriage.

"So dong, finish your drink first."

Alya nodded her head and then finished the drink that was in her glass.

After it runs out, Angga holds Alya's hand and comes out of the cafe to find their hand.

"What do you look for, dear."

"To the dress shop is Mas."

Alya pointed to a shop that provides Muslim clothes because Alya wants to be as present as Muslim clothes.

"okay."

They then go inside and choose clothes according to Alya's taste and after getting it Angga immediately pay it to the cashier.

"Where else are we."

"Beneficial to you." They passed through a booth that sold various kinds of mukena models and Alya asked him to go there.

Angga happily obeyed all the wishes of his future wife, besides Alya his people also did not neko-neko not ask for something strange for his surrender.

After looking around the model that was there turned out Alya did not like it.

"Where is my dear."

"Alya doesn't really like the models that are here."

"We've been looking somewhere else."

They both got out of the tavern, and moved to the shoe and sandal area.

"Find the sandals first, dear." Pinta Angga's.

"okay."

Angga saw a beautiful model of sandals like suitable for Alya's feet.

"Dear, try this."

Alya just sort it out and try it.

"Like not."

"Like to be beautiful."

"You want to."

Come smile and nod his head then Angga asked the SPG who was there to wrap it up and pay immediately.

It turns out that not Alya who is interested Angga also has a crush on the sandal model that is there, he finally bought it.

Not felt Adzan dhuhur had reverberated, Alya also felt his legs were sore and tired.

"Dear Sweetheart."

Angga looked at Alya who was sitting on a chair while massaging her legs while at the cosmetic outlet.

"You're going to do it tomorrow again."

Angga crouched down in front of him and massaged his legs.

"Mas, wake up ah.. Alya is not papa. Let's take a break, huh Mas."

Angga smiled and nodded his head still while massaging Alya's legs.

"Mas, Alya is ashamed to be seen with them."

"Let's envy them dear."

"Mas, yes. We go home, Alya's tired."

"We're going home or we're looking for something that hasn't." Bargain Angga as they walked towards the exit.

"Home home, I won't look for tomorrow."

"No, dear father."

Angga embraces Alya's shoulder and the other hand carries his groceries.

Arriving at the parking lot Angga arrange their groceries and then they ride a motorcycle leaving the mall.

Alya along the way was just silent, the difference did feel very tired.

"You're eating again, dear."

Angga rubbed Alya's hand that was coiled around her stomach.

"No, Alya is still full."

"Okay, we're going home."

"We stopped by the Muslim booth that decket bunderan ya Mas, like there mukenya beautiful."

Angga smiled and excited again, "ready dear."

Arriving in the area referred to by Alya Angga stopped his motorcycle and they entered the Muslim booth.

Sure enough Alya found the mukena and other prayer equipment that he wanted as his handiwork.

"Alhamdulillah is all, dear." Angga said as he joined Alya's hands out of the booth.

"Yes, it's."

Alya smiled happily, but he had a hunch that soon his family Angga would come to propose to him.

They finally go home Angga take Alya to the house and just stop by for a while and then go home.

Alya told her mother what she had bought with Angga and her mother said if possible also soon Angga's family will come just waiting for news.

Alya himself did not dare to ask Angga, the more afternoon he chose to rest.

The night before Alya opened his laptop to just look for materials as teaching materials tomorrow morning.

Then he was surprised by his phone that sounded.

"Mas Angga."

He answered a call from Angga.

" Mas Assalamualaikum."

" Waalaikumsalam, darling at home."

"Well, what's wrong."

"Here you want to talk to me, dear."

Alya's feelings immediately deg-degan kok Angga's father who wants to talk.

"Yes, it's."

"Assalamualaikum, Alya."

" Waalaikumsalam Sir."

"Father wants to tell you that tomorrow night you want to go home."

Alya was silent, and suddenly her heart was beating faster.

"Father there's Alya."

"A. There's a sir, a minute."

" Alya came out of his room and looked for his Father because his Father Angga wanted to talk."

"Sir, Mas Angga's father wants to talk."

Alya's father immediately received Alya's phone and they spoke not too long later it was terminated.

"Why Mr." Ask Mother.

"Tomorrow night Angga's family wants to come here to propose to Alya."

Alya was shocked and gawked, why did Angga not say from last afternoon.

"Suddenly sir."

Alya's mother was also shocked to not expect that fast.

"Said Father Angga, don't bother to prepare They just bring a family."

"But we also have to prepare Sir to entertain them."

"As much as we can, ma'am, you go to Mr. De's house to tell him."

"Yes sir."

His father Alya immediately told his eldest brother because tomorrow there will be a proposal event.

"Kok didn't say the hell Alya, suddenly gini." Mother Said.

"Alya also does not know Mom, Mas Angga this afternoon also did not say anything about his application when."

"Yes, I'm going to go shopping tomorrow to the market."

"Yes, Mom."

Alya went inside her room and then called Angga back.

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