A Million Love For Alana
You want to Nikung Me?

A lot of messages went into Alana's phone, but she didn't care about her phone. Alana is still busy with her work, so that it is done, then she can rest and then go to the painting exhibition with Ardha.

“Finally ... done too, it's neat, time to take a shower, then rest. Ehm .. like lunch first, then after bathing order food only. It was just payday yesterday, so a good meal can dong?” alana said by taking a towel and then moving to the bathroom. Just stepping his feet he heard the door of his room knocked on the next room neighbor.

“Alana, it awaited ojol! You order food he said?” someone called Alana.

Alana rushed to open the door of her room. Though he had not ordered food, but the next room neighbor said there was a bulge between meals.

“What's up, Ma'am?” ask Alana.

“Tuh awaited mang ojol, there are three tuh, you said order food. Surely payday yes, order a lot of food?” the answer.

“Ih I didn't order, Ma'am. Wrong address maybe? If I order yes do not order three at once?” alana.

“Yes there you are out, see your phone, you order or not, or there is a friend of yours who send food,” he said.

Alana nodded, she went back into her room, and picked up her phone. Lots of missed calls and lots of incoming messages. Alana opened them one by one. He saw many messages that Alka, Fatih, and Ardha sent for him.

“Gosh ... They're nothing anyway?! Food delivery time?!” alana said, then rushed out to meet the three bulges who delivered food.

Alana held up three plastic bags and brought them to her room. Alana opened one by one, she shook her head, how could she eat all that.

“This windfall name, anyways they're anything at all, send food a deal? Scheduled cake? Who is it tomorrow and tomorrow? Whose breakfast, whose lunch, and whose dinner? Can you reduce your food expenditure?” alana.

He saw the first plastic bag. He found a piece of paper and read it. “Oh this from Pak Alka. This is a patch where people are? Yesterday was fierce, now even gini?”

Then Alana opened the other food, she smiled to see the food from Fatih, the food she really liked and really Indonesian. A serving of white rice with honey-baked chicken side dishes, and sambal is also the usual food Alana buys if she wants to eat well. Indeed honey-baked chicken there is delicious, and many visitors.

“This is suitable, as I wanted earlier. Though want this message, Mas Fatih even love this? Hmmm delicious ...,” says Alana.

Alana then opened the food from Ardha. He was confused who would eat the food from whom. All sent food that Alana liked, but she still did not want to switch her eyes, she still chose the food that Fatih sent her.

“From Mubazir I love to mbak next door what, huh? But it's all delicious, but where does my stomach fit all this? If later in the afternoon do not go with Mr Ardha, maybe this can make it later in the afternoon? Yes already, rather than redundant I love to mbak next room only, he is also again a holiday, which from Mr. Ardha I keep it, I will be hungry tonight.” Alana came out and gave food from Alka to the next room which was on holiday as well.

Alana replied to their chat, and thanked those who had already sent the food. Alana doesn't know why they're like that. Though he was not too close to them, he also behaved normally, he also felt it inappropriate to be too close to them, because Alana realized who she was.

^^^

In the afternoon, Alana is ready to go with Ardha to the painting exhibition. Alana did not want to go out, but she appreciated Ardha's invitation.

Ardha was waiting for Alana in front of her boarding house, she leaned back in her car waiting for Alana to come out. While leisurely waiting for Alana, Ardha is shocked by a car she knows stopping behind her car. Someone Ardha knew got out of the car.

“Fatih? What's he doing here?” ask Ardha in heart.

Fatih saw Ardha leaning on her car, and she approached him. Fatih also does not know why Ardha is in front of Alana's kostny.

“Kak Ardha is here?” ask Fatih.

“You too, what do you want here? Meet who?” ask Ardha.

“Alana, sister who are you waiting for?” Fatih replied while asking Ardha.

“Ya is new here, continue to want to take Alana on the road, she is off,” jawan Fatih.

“Agreement yet?”

“Ya not yet, will play. Where's Alana going? I mean where do you want to take Alana?”

“I have made an agreement with Alana, want to go to the painting exhibition, she has not come out, she said is getting ready,” replied Ardha. Fatih just nodded, apparently Ardha first invited Alana to leave.

“Agreement when?” ask Fatih.

“Two days ago I agreed with Alana to go to the painting exhibition,” replied Ardha.

“Oh.” Fatih just answered like that.

Shortly after, as they chatted, Alka's car stopped behind Fatih's car. Ardha and Fatih turned their heads towards Alka's car.

“That's Alka, right?” ask Ardha.

“Iya, that's Kak Alka,” Fatih replied.

“Do you want him here?”

“Most want to see Alana too,” replied Fatih.

Not getting out of his car, Alka already shook her head, looking at Fatih and Ardha who were standing in front of Ardha's car.

“Why am I the last one? Again they first? Why are they chasing Alana? Mas Ardha too, giving advice instead follow nikung!” alka Overestimation.

Alka got out of her car and approached those who were chatting. Alka was completely confused by them, who seemed to be secretly, but instead seemed equally hopeful of Alana.

“Ngapain to here, Brother?” ask Fatih.

“Lha why are you here?” I asked Fatih. “This Mas Ardha also what is here?” alka asked Ardha.

“If I'm clear here what I want. I made an agreement two days ago with Alana, would take her to the painting exhibition,” replied Ardha casually. “You've made a deal with him?” ardha asked Alka.

“Iya just want to take Alana road,” replied Alka.

“You want to take Alana on a road, have you made a deal with her? Try asking there, want not to be invited by you, then he answers what,” said Ardha.

“Don't tell Mas Ardha to marry me!” hatchling Alka.

“Nikung how? Is Alana your lover?” ask Ardha.

“This is also you follow!” alka told Fatih.

“Why can't?” fatih.

Fatih did admire the figure of Alana. But in his heart he was still hesitant to love Alana, for some reason he felt something strange about Alana, as if he had found the figure of his mother in Alana, exactly like his mother, from his favorite food, from the way he spoke, and from whatever, all were similar to his mother. Fatih was just curious, who was Alana's parents, let alone Alana said she was just an adopted child, more precisely a collecting child, because Alana was dumped by her biological parents.