Women's Love Awareness
Chapter 25

In another corner, after several times and various ways were done to persuade Alinda, Zahrani and Maher finally managed to melt the heart of the berniqab woman. Alinda finally wanted to be invited to the masseuse. Given the current condition of his legs was quite sick, Alinda really did not want to make the uncle with the aunt anxious also bothered by him. It would be better if he was sorted first and then just went home with a foot that has been treated.

"Let me deliver" Maher said.

"No need to, A. Zahra can also screw the Teteh," Zahrani refused.

"Thou shalt be hard later this bonceng ukhti. Just let me, you know. This is you just drive my bike," Maher said not to lose. He has now got off his bike.

"It's not hard, Aa Maher. Don't ask much. Don't like the mode! After all, Teh Alinda also certainly will not want to," said Zahrani insistent.

"Who said? He's gonna want to!" maher.

"Don't kege'eran! Get the bike already. Shouldered is fine," Zahrani continued while blocking Maher.

"Astoge's. You're so bad, anyway!" nagel Maher is upset.

"Bodos. Weee!" reply Zahrani who then stuck out his tongue.

"Oh, amit-amit!" fruity Maher.

"Amit-amit, Zahra is ugly. Damn, suck!" his Zahrani sebal.

"Of course, don't fight. If you keep going like this, who's gonna take me to the masseuse?" rebuked Alinda with a weak voice.

"Sorry, Tea. He started it. Yeah, let's get on the bike, Tea. Let Zahra interven" said Zahrani.

Alinda nodded. With great difficulty he rushed up to Zahrani's iron horse. Maher wanted to help, but Alinda immediately refused and forbade him. He did not want to make physical contact with the man.

"Come, A Maher. That bag has Alinda Tea do not forget to pick up," said Zahrani.

Maher rolled his eyes lazily and clucked bitterly. "Ck, alright!"

Zahrani is riding his bike. While Maher is now picking up the belongings of the woman who has beautiful eyes that he admires. Instead of immediately going after Zahrani, he was busy looking for something in Alinda's bag.

"Aha, here's the phone. I'll misscall my number so I can call him later" said Maher, who appeared to cheer.

Sure enough, he called his own number using Alinda's cell phone. Coincidentally, the phone belonging to the berniqab girl was not given a code or pattern. So that makes it easier for Maher to do the action.

"I'd better go catch up with them. I'm afraid something's missing. Not good if later I am accused," said Maher who then rushed away from the place.

Zahrani pulled out his bike in front of Mak Armah's house. Alinda slowly got off the motorcycle belonging to the woman she just recognized. The atmosphere of Mak Armah's house looks lonely. It seems that there are no patients coming.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Zahrani at the door. Alinda sat in a wooden chair.

"Waalaikumsalam" said an old woman inside.

Maher looks like he just arrived. He quickly got off his bike. "There's so much pity. Looks like this woman is really in pain." He murmured in his heart.

"I, Mom," replied Alinda quietly.

"Allahu Akbar! Kok kayak ninja. Eh." Mak Armah looked shocked when she saw Alinda.

Alinda smiled wryly behind her niqab. He often found that speech. Like ninjas, like robbers, like. However, he would never be offended by all the words that were made to him. What is clear, he uses the niqab, nothing but not just want to cover his face from the gaze of a man who is not his mahram.

"Sir, if you talk it is filtered first dong! I'm old enough to make others hurt!" scold Maher with his sharp gaze. He did not accept Alinda being called a ninja.

Mak Armah lowered her head and nodded slowly. He knew who Maher was, the handsome young man's son in his village. Anyone would definitely submit to the Sanjaya family. Except one family, namely Abah Haji Muhajir family.

"Sorry, Den. Mak was a little shocked earlier," said Mak Armah with a frightened expression.

"Don't I apologize!" firmly Maher with flaming eyes.

Alinda looked up at his face and glimpsed at Maher's fierce-looking face. Then after that he turned to Mak Armah the masseur. There was clearly a look of fear from the old face of Mak Armah.

"It doesn't need to be extended. Mak, it's okay, don't be considered, yeah. And you" said Alinda softly. However, as he stared at Maher's face, his voice was so cold and sharp.

Maher turned his head, instantly his heart again skipped a beat as he looked into the beautiful eyes of the berniqab girl. "Yes, ukhti?" He answered softly and warmly.

"Curtain! Talk to old, rude. Turn to talk to a young woman, soft-ass. Basic, get a thrill!" cibir Zahrani in heart.

"I apologize to Mak Armah. It's not worth you snapping at an old man like that! After all, I have absolutely no problem with what Mak Armah said. You don't get pretended to be a hero of bad luck" Alinda scolded with a sharp look.

Maher seemed to round both his eyes full and stared in shock at Alinda who was firmly scolding him. However, what Alinda said really did not make him angry or unacceptable. He was even more interested in the figure of the woman who owned the beautiful eyes. So firm and bold to straighten the crooked.

"It's okay, Neng. It was the wrong Mak. So, Mak apologizes to Neng. Den Maher tea does not need to apologize to Mak," said Mak Armah who hurriedly sat down beside Alinda and caught her hand.

Maher smiled in satisfaction and crossed both his hands on his chest. "I'm not the wrong one. You are, defended even dropped. Thankfully, you are...." He did not dare to continue his words.

"Basic holang haya!" cibir Zahrani while rolling his eyes lazy.

"Shut up! It's better now you go home, Rani. Your parents will be hilarious. You're a kiyai child," Maher said with emphasis.

"Didih, there is no right for Aa Maher to ngusir Zahra from here. There was also Aa Maher who left, "always Zahrani who had no fear at all for the son of the rich man in his village.

"Just kid you! I'm here on business. Ukhti it's me who is responsible," insisted Maher did not want to lose.

"Sssstt, can't you guys not have a fuss?" reprimanding Alinda while covering both ears.

"Sorry, ukhti. He started it" Maher said, staring cynically at Zahrani.

"Ck, shitty!" decak Zahrani.

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