Women's Love Awareness
Chapter 29

Maher smiled faintly as she looked at her face in the reflection of the mirror. Today's incident really makes him satisfied because he can linger with the figure of a veiled woman who now he already knows the name and also the address of his home. Of course he cheered more and more and more eager to keep approaching Alinda. He already has Alinda's phone number. It seems like in a moment he will launch his action.

It's crazy and weird. He had never experienced anything crazy like this before. Where at this time he was so excited and impressed by the figure of a veiled woman who managed to attract his attention. Wherever the woman with the beautiful eyes went, it felt like she wanted to always follow the woman. Is this really love? Or just admiration? I don't know. Maher himself was still confused by his attitude towards Alinda.

"It turns out he lives in that house. It's a good thing. I was able to meet him in that little house" Maher said with a satisfied look.

Yes, even though Bi Herni was the one who worked in the garden that belonged to both of his parents, but he really did not know about it. In fact, he did not know if the house occupied by Alinda was Bi Herni's house. Maher rarely mixes with the people there. If you know, you know it. Rarely did she know her home. Because, he often stayed at home or lived in Jakarta.

"It looks like I should send something for him" Maher said later. He also rushed out of his room. Looking for someone he can order to buy something for Alinda.

Meanwhile in another place, Alinda was currently sitting quietly in her room. The throbbing in his feet was still a little felt. However, he still tried to endure the pain. Bi Herni was always attentive to him.

"Tea-fried oil is now expensive, Aa. Therefore, tea now rarely makes fried foods. Hear-listen mah, eggs, onions, garlic, and chilies are also on the rise all. Fortunately, we like the snapshots from the garden of the manager Sanjaya. So, it's not so hard to think of herbs and vegetables." There was the voice of Bi Herni who was chatting with Mang Agus in the front living room of Alinda's room.

Alinda seemed to listen to every chat discussed by her Aunt and Uncle there. Bi Herni complained about the price of cooking oil that suddenly rose and was rare. The conversation that night sounded heartbreaking in Alinda's ears. He really felt sorry for Bi Herni and Mang Agus who always complained about finances.

"It seems that I did have to find a job to help Bi Herni and Mang Agus. I am also not ashamed of constantly bothering the two of them" Alinda murmured.

Living in the village is difficult. Easy, even if there is no money, can still eat well. Just eating salted fish, sambal and lalapan was already delicious for the villagers like Bi Herni and Mang Agus. However, it is difficult when there are many expenses but there is no income. That is how I like living in the village.

Alinda, who feels hitchhiking at her Aunt and Uncle's house, agrees to find a halal job. Whatever it is, he will do it to help his Uncle and Aunt. However, until now he did not know what work he would do. While in the village there are no job vacancies like in the cities.

"But ... What kind of work can I do?" muttered Alinda again.

Tok tok!

"Assalamu'alaikum, Neng Alin. You're asleep, haven't you?" Bi Herni's voice called out.

"Waalaikumsalam, no, Bi. Just come in, Bi," replied Alinda.

Bi Herni came in. Seen in his hand carried a parcel that was somehow contained. He sat next to his nephew.

"Honestly? I mean Auntie.. be honest about what?" ask Alinda astonished. The feeling is starting to feel bad. She was afraid that her aunt would know what was really going on with her.

Bi Herni looked seriously at Alinda who looked astonished. "Honestly, Auntie, yes. Neng already has a lover in this village?"

The deg!

Suddenly Alinda rounded her eyes full and stared in shock at her aunt. Of course he did not understand why his aunt could ask him that question. Wait up! Did anyone defame him? Or could there be someone who doesn't like him and then says a no-no to his aunt and uncle hating him? I don't know.

"Ke–lover?" Alinda stared inexplicably at her aunt. "Why does Aunt ask like that?"

Bi Herni let out a heavy breath and turned his head towards the door. There, there was already Mang Agus standing in the doorway. It seemed, he was curious and wanted to hear an answer from Alinda's mouth.

"Jawab only, Neng. We just want to know," urged Mang Agus joked.

Alinda was further confused by her Aunt and Uncle. But of course he will answer honestly. "Alin has no such thing as a lover here and anywhere!" He answered firmly and with great pressure.

Bi Herni and Mang Agus looked at each other. They both seemed to be interacting without sound and only through the bath. Alinda was silent after answering honestly. He did not want to think too deeply about what his aunt was asking. Even if someone slanders him, he is really ready to prove that he does not have a lover in the village.

"Neng, once again an honest answer, yes. Same aunt Mamang won't be angry, Neng. We really understand if Neng Alin really has a lover here. Now Neng Alin tea is already a girl. So ... we are very understanding of that," said Bi Herni who again urged his nephew.

Alinda frowned and stared full of question marks. What exactly made her aunt so desperate to ask her this? This really can't be allowed. So thought Alinda.

"Astaghfirullahaladhim's chat. Auntie why talk like that? Really, Bi! Alin wasn't lying. Alin doesn't have a girlfriend here. Auntie knows for herself how Alin is doing every day? Alin has no one here but Auntie and Mamang! Friends just had one and just met was Zahrani," said Alinda who seemed to suppress every speech.

"Seriously, Neng? Neng wasn't hiding anything from us, was she?" Back, Bi Herni urged.

Alinda breathed her rough. "Seriously, Bi! After all, Alin never thought of his name as dating. Aunt istighfar. Because Bibi's been acting like supporting Alin to have a lover. In Islam, there is no such thing as dating. Dating is illegal, Bi! The sins!"

SERIATE...