ALYA DIARY
52

~Tri PoV~

Since the beginning I met You Al, I've been in love with you but in my heart I still deny.

Until almost every day we meet and work together, increasingly make ourselves want to know him.

Her child is jolly and friendly to everyone plus kindhearted she likes to help without looking at anyone, making me put my heart on you even more.

Until I dared to express love to you, and I didn't think you'd ever repay me.

As long as you are happy, you are funny Al can make me always laugh.

My days are always cheerful with your cuteness, you who are jolly can make myself always comfortable near you.

But the more I feel here I feel unworthy of you, but I also feel unwilling to leave you.

I'm not the kind of guy you think I don't deserve to be with you, you deserve a better guy than me.

Alya it feels hard to say we broke up because honestly I still love you, but sorry my heart is divided with others.

You're cute, nice, pretty but sorry Al, you're too simple and innocent.

Sorry once again Al, rather than the longer I hurt your feelings it's better we just be friends and sorry I can't be honest with you because I'm afraid you hate me.

🌹🌹🌹🌹🌹

"Sir, Mas Tri never played here again."

Ikhsan who just returned from the cottage asked Tri.

"Why not play."

Alya did not tell the house people that she had been decided by Tri.

"You are taught to ride the bike Ma'am, who knows later you want to buy he he he he he."

Ikhsan grinned that his father was watching television.

"Ngarep You.."

"Yes sir, later if SMK has given the bike like that sir."

pinta Ikhsan to his Father as this is the last year at the First High School level.

"Prieve the windfall of many and baroque fathers."

"Aamiin.."

Ikhsan is the loudest himself.

"Mr.."

"Hmmm..."

Alya while playing her phone.

Ikhsan looked at Alya who was directly looking at him.

But Alya is good at hiding it, she just smiles and plays her phone again.

"Repo."

"Sir, tell the house to play."

Alya looked at Ikhsan while frowning her forehead.

"Gapain, who told you to."

"There's someone who wants to know you" Ma'am."

Ikhsan sat next to Alya and smiled to himself.

"Bak will not know your cottage friend, any child ask for acquaintance."

Alya chuckled to herself.

"Who said little boy, he's a grown-up You've graduated from college."

Ikhsan approached the fry that his mother had brought.

"You ah Dek."

Alya did not want to think dizzy.

"What's up Ikhsan."

His mother who was sitting next to him was curious about the conversation of her two children.

"This is Buk, Ma'am Alya broke up with Mas Tri, long time ago Buk Mas Tri not here."

Ikhsan chewed the fried food in his mouth.

Alya glared at Ikhsan.

"It's Mama."

Ikhsan smiles at her brother.

His mother looked at Alya but asked nothing. A mother's instincts can capture her child's heart from the look on her face.

"Repo..."

Alya immediately went to her room not to make a fuss with Ikhsan.

"Where are you, Ma'am."

Ikhsan is still teasing her brother who is silent about his relationship with Tri.