Women's Love Awareness
Chapter 14

Maher stared blankly at the window of the room which spread a beautiful view of the tea garden owned by his parents. Since then he was still thinking about the mysterious woman he accidentally met near the vegetable garden owned by his parents.

Both eyes are round, with a black ball, thick and wiry hair. Really Maher can not forget the beauty of the eyeballs. Although he only looked at her for a while, but those beautiful eyes were so attached to his mind.

"Who's the girl? Why are her eyes so beautiful." Maher muttered while recalling Alinda's two beautiful eyes.

It's hard to forget a black eyeball with thick, waxy hair on it. Maher hardly ever saw such beautiful eyes as those of the mysterious girl he had met at dawn on the street.

"I think I should find out about the girl. I really can't forget those beautiful eyes" Maher said as she rubbed her face blankly.

Maher feels that he is attracted to the beautiful eyes of a girl who does not know how her face looks. But, when he saw the beautiful eyeballs, he was so calm and his chest was pounding.

"Where are you going, Maher?" tanya Mamah Suni Sanjaya who is none other than Maher's Mom.

"You take a walk, Mah. Getting bored at home continues," Maher replied as she grabbed her iron horse contact.

"Tumbens. A walk to where? You know in this village there are no tourist attractions," asked the Mamah who kept kepo.

Maher wears his leather jacket, "Where ever, Mah. Maybe greet the entire village," he replied.

Mamah Suni shook his head slightly. He saw something different from his only son. Usually Maher will be lazy to leave the house even if only briefly, especially during the day like this. He can leave the house at dawn or dawn. At least, at night when the earth is dark without the sun. But now, Maher went out of the house and claimed to be bored at home. Of course this was very strange and made the middle-aged lady who was still in her tracks seem confused.

"Maher, tomorrow morning you have to go back to Jakarta, son. Mamah hope you don't forget about it," said Mamah Suni reminded his son.

Maher gave a small nod and then kissed his Mom's left cheek. Although he was an adult, but he was still often spoiled and sweet to his Mom.

"okay, Mah. Maher go first, yeah. Hye!" said Maher who then stepped out of his house.

In an instant, he rode on his horse. For a long time he did not use a motorcycle to travel around his hometown. Usually, he would get out by car. That was when he left for Jakarta.

Maher lives in Jakarta more often. Because there also both parents have a house that became their residence while in Jakarta. Elementary School in the village, Junior High School in the village. While at High School and college he was in Jakarta.

"Where should I look for the girl? I was very curious and wanted to see him again" Maher said in his heart.

Now the handsome young man who was the same age as Ustadz Destaqi began to tour around. He seemed to be casually riding his iron horse. While the black netra was not endlessly wandering around. He was looking for that mysterious woman.

"Where should I find that girl? My skin feels hot and like it's burning in the sun. Argha! But the girl I haven't seen, '" Maher's great-grandson in his heart.

"It looks like I'm going to have to do it again in the dugout. Oh yeah, today I'm going to clean that hut. Fortunately, Bi Herni had asked permission from Mr. RT. So, I can already fill that gubug. Okay, I will be a beautiful place" said Alinda with a cheerful smile.

Yeah, Alinda's getting ready to go to the bar again. Luckily Bi Herni with Mang Agus gave permission to him to fill the gapug. And Mr. RT who played an important role in the village also allowed Alinda on condition that no one, including himself, should anything happen to Alinda himself.

Alinda agreed to that. Because he was sure in the cave there was nothing. The proof, last night he just quietly slept there. And after all, he will only visit the club when he wants to contemplate, rest, be alone, chat and calm himself.

After she finished wearing her hijab and niqab, Alinda rushed out of her room. It just so happened that Bi Herni with Mang Agus was not at home. They have gone to their respective workplaces. Yes, Mang Agus to the rice fields owned by Abah Haji Muhajir, while Bi Herni to the plantation owned by the manager Dedy Sanjaya.

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim." Alinda said basmalah as she was about to set her foot on the hut.

Slowly and leisurely he walked towards the gubug. At eleven o'clock in the afternoon, Alinda felt so foreign to the village of Pikanya'ah. Yes, because he never went out of the house during the day.

"Where's the bade, Neng?" ask a neighbor who is hanging out. Coincidentally in the village is rice harvest season.

(Where are you going, Neng?)

Alinda looked up and smiled. Although his smile was invisible because it was covered in the niqab, but anyone could see that smile from his narrowed but sparkling eyes.

"You go to the gubug, Ceu," Alinda answered briefly and kindly.

"Gubugs? Whynot? Don't mess around there, Neng. There the former suicides. Hiiy, serem knows!" The woman looked shocked and astonished at Alinda. He also provoked Alinda not to play into the club.

Alinda smiled. "Yes, Ceu. Alin heard it. But, In Shaa Allah Alin is always in the protection of Allah," he said kindly and gently.

The woman only hissed a little and seemed to sneer at Alinda who had now walked on her way.

Maher himself now looks overwhelmed because Alinda figure he has not yet met. "Damn! It was hard to find that girl. Where should I look. The residents here no one recognizes, either" he hissed annoyed.

Maher who was almost desperate was in the end stop the speed of the bike. He chose to take shelter in the sidewalk. Of course he was tired and hot. The handsome young man also flapped his hands to produce wind.

"Is that girl not a resident here? Or maybe he's back where he came from? I think he's a city guy, huh. Judging from the way he talks and looks," murmured Maher who seemed to still guess who the figure of the girl who owns the beautiful eyes and wearers niqab.

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