After the First Night
Chapter 58's

**Self makes me understand the meaning of tranquility

Loneliness teaches me how happy I feel

Alone contemplating an impartial fate

Which always makes the chest tight.

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Happy reading**

Aisyah sat on a long bench in the park she had visited. Look at the blue sky with white clouds. He smiled, remembering the two friends he had left behind.

"May they be together forever." she smiled. Returning to recall her miserable life, she again took a heavy breath. He deliberately went alone, without telling his two best friends. He did not want to disturb both. After her grief, the woman grabbed a novel she had brought from home to accompany her in the garden that afternoon. He opened the first sheet of the novel with a pink cover under the title Love in the heart of the famous author's work. Reading verse by verse the words written in it. I don't know since when he likes novels, which he certainly likes to read stories, especially novels.

He continued reading without realizing that a man was sitting next to him. When he looked up, then he realized if there was a man who was sitting leaning watching him. Aisyah frowned, trying to remember who the stranger-looking man was. As Aisyah tried to recall it, the man thrust his hand in front of Aisyah. The woman looked at the outstretched hand in confusion.

"My name is Arman Wijaya. What's your name?" ask the man while smiling. If you look around this man is handsome too, whispered in his heart and immediately denied by him himself. Holy hooch! what the hell am I saying? I can say it like that. Aisyah grimaced, looking at the man in shame. Fortunately, the man did not hear his heart. He shook the man's hand and introduced himself.

"I'm Aisyah." she said. The man nodded, then let go of his hand.

"You still remember me?" asked the man named Arman while looking at Aisyah full of smiles. Aisyah shakes.

"Didn't we meet a week ago?" arman said trying to remind. The frown on the woman's forehead deepened.

"Where?"

"God you completely forgot about me. Am I so ugly that you don't want to remember me?"

Aisyah laughed a little.

"It's not. I completely forgot I'd met you before."

Aisyah listened, she tried to recall the incident one week ago.

"You were screaming and I was asleep behind the tree" the man pointed to a large tree behind them. Aisyah's eyes followed the direction pointed by the man. Only then did he remember.

"Oh, I remember now. You're not the shitty guy who sleeps under that tree?"

Arman nodded, though,

"And you're a strange woman who screams indistinctly here" the two ended up laughing together.

"God. I'm sorry I don't remember you."

"It's okay. I am not important and not famous like Valentino Rossi or Michael Jackson" he said, laughing.

"It could be you."

"Can dong. What the hell can't?" the man raised his eyebrows.

"Why are you here? sleeping under that tree?" aisyah asked looking at Arman who was sitting next to her. The man just shrugged both of his shoulders.

"There really isn't a nice place to sleep?"

"Eitherway. I really like being here. For me here is so fun and soothing."

"If you are, why do you come here so often?"

"The reason is almost the same, here it is very calming. The air is also cool making me feel at home and want to linger here."

"Yes. Here the atmosphere is still beautiful and not contaminated. Makes us feel at home and forget the time we were here."

Aisyah nodded. He confirmed what Arman said. That afternoon, Aisyah spent time with the man she just met. They exchanged stories and forgot all the sadness that had happened to them. Ignoring the sound of the phone that kept ringing.