Happy Stories
Loving Without Conditions

"Who was the girl's name."

"Beautiful and graceful wrapped in its simplicity."

Akmal looked dreamy, he smiled to himself looking at the sky - the sky of his room while imagining the face of a girl he had just met at the food stall earlier.

"Ah... Tomorrow again and I need to know his name."

~Flashback On~

After returning from the office Akmal felt hungry stomach then saw there is a food stall and full of visitors it is an indicator for him that there must be good menu.

Akmal parked his car in front of the shop and went inside to choose the menu he wanted to eat.

"Assalamualaikum Bude, this is a mother-made cake."

A veiled girl entered the stall with a container containing a cake made by her mother that she used to put in the stall.

"Waalaikumsalam, oh.. Yes, for a moment, the money I want to take this rice first." replied the stall seller.

"Yes Bude."

At that time Akmal girl was deep, but different girl who felt uncomfortable there was looking at him he just kept silent not staring back.

"This is Mas, if you want to add a side dish just take it." Said the shop seller.

"Okay, ma'am, thanks."

"His mother just first came here huh."

Akmal smiled and nodded his head.

"Have a foreign face."

"Yes ma'am, just came by."

Akmal said that felt bad when in fact his office was also near there but did not know that there was a rice stall.

"Oh, bude forgot. How many days did your mother nitip."

The shopkeeper turned to the girl who was waiting for him earlier.

"Bude's Habit."

"This is the money yesterday, you are late many have asked for your mother's cake." The seller gave the girl some money from the sale of the cake yesterday.

"Sorry Bude, I was sick yesterday."

"Now it's healed."

"Alhamdulillah, I'm sorry bude where the cake yesterday I just once ya."

"Yes, thank you. Greetings to your mother."

"Yes Bude, excuse me assalamualaikum."

"Getishalight."

Reply to everyone in the shop including Akmal who stared at the girl's back until she was not seen again.

~Flashback Of~

The day after, Akmal prepares for his office. He's been neat and downstairs.

Akmal greets both his parents and Oma from his one-time-living father, his grandmother.

"Akmal's To."

"Oma, it's fresh on his face."

Akmal sat next to his omana.

"Oma is healthy Akmal, Oma wants to see you get married."

The word Omanya to Akmal which he said almost every day made his parents smile.

"That's listen to Oma, Mal."

Papa said.

"Later Pa, Oma will continue to be healthy and will see Akmal get married."

Akmal said while embracing his Omanya shoulder.

"When, it's your time to bring a child."

"Yes patient Oma, look for the candidate again."

Such a conversation is what almost every morning he hears from his omana. But that makes Akmal is an encouragement for himself to find a future wife at the age of 30 years.

After breakfast Akmal left for his office, his career was smooth at the age of 30 years already occupied a fairly strategic position. It is not that no woman is interested in him even in the office many who deliberately want to attract his attention. But for Akmal he has not found the figure of a future mother of his children.

Arriving at the office Akmal rushed to his room because this morning there was an important meeting.

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In a modest house on the edge of town, a family had finished their breakfast with a simple menu served by his mother.

"Mom, thank you for going to campus ya."

Pamit the girl to her mother after helping her wash dishes and arrange them.

"Yes, my heart. Do not forget later afternoon stop by the stall yes to take the place of the cake yesterday because it was asked to be added again."

"Yes, Mom."

Love kisses his mother's hand with takdim.

Then he went ahead and said goodbye to his father.

"Love's leaving sir."

"Be careful with the motor."

"Yes sir, Assalamualaikum."

"Getishalight."

Kasih drove his motorcycle to the campus where he studied and is currently in the 5th semester. He majored in graphic design according to his favorite drawing and he also hopes that by taking graphic design this can earn his own income.

The proof is that he often gets orders to design a decent income to increase his tuition.

Arriving at the campus Kasih various motorbikes and headed straight to the room.

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