Dear, My'Eve
TEACH ME TO BE GRATEFUL

But a moment later umi smiled, "this is Aisya's friend who was in front of the school, right?" guess I forgot to remember.

"Yes, not just in front of the school. I can also nemenin Aisya sampe pelaminan kok!" kelakarnya, instead of angry Umi even laugh.

"Yes!" other cheers were loud, similar to the ball fans who lost the champion.

"That means guarantee people, nemenin doang salim same bride!" continued Ernest.

"God, hahaha!" umi was getting more and more chuckling.

"What was his name?" ask umi again.

"Ernest ma'am, can you be afraid that you will want to all be included in the family card," replied Ernest, umi again laughed with the others.

"Neither shame-nest geez!" push Gibran on Ernest's back.

Aisya who had actually gone down, giggled amusedly behind the wall, Ernest was able to make umi laugh at his first meeting by the absurd nature of the young man.

"Cie!" raudhah's nudge, "that one right?!" he's poking around on his sister's cheeks.

"What the hell!" the look of her face again scowled jutek although undeniably hot air nan shy shadow over her sweet face.

"Udah sii, I said! If so we are the same.lain times if you want to mengapel together, so we can make a boong deal. Teteh no need to bribe you again," Raudhah raised her eyebrows. At once Aisya's facial water grew dimmer and flatter, because it was not as easy as it said.

"Udah ah! I've been waiting!" the storm soon passed.

"Yeah!" bring Aisya.

"Umi, Ai let's go first!" Umi nodded, "be careful." umi stared meaningfully with the look of her eyes implying a message that only Aisya understood.

"Yeah. Ai knows the limits." he murmured.

"Assalamu'alaikum!"

"Pamit umi,"

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

Ernest was already wearing his fullface helmet, with Aisya who climbed into the back seat with a little distance, even he held Ernest's shoulder not a waist let alone coiled in the stomach until the cat.

Still visible behind the helmet, Umi Aisya still see them in the door goal, so keep nan dear to his daughter, friendly attitude shown make the heart cool. But what if he knew that Ernest was different from Aisha? Will it still be as good as it is today?

"Where's Nest going?" ask Gibran to piggyback on Nistia.

"Lodaya, find a book!" ernest replied, "later behind eating," he continued, taken in by another.

The three motorcycles came out of the Aisya home complex, "finally I can take your way," said Ernest clashing with the roar of the wind, making Aisya tilt her body.

"What are you talking about?"

Ernest had to repeat his words, "yes, I can finally take you on the road as well. Although must bring a rich group to bawuran!"

Aisha laughed crisply, "let there be no slander," he replied.

"Here you don't bother to hold onto the shoulders of the gini?" ernest asked with a single glance at his shoulder.

"Why indeed? You're not worried?" The girl asked back.

"Engga. Usually if the bonceng people like to hold their waist so as not to pegel,"

Aisya shook her head, really this girl was even more adorable when the helmet was worn pinning her chubby cheeks, "unusual. If you are on your waist you will be amused. Could be wretched later on us," he explained really naive.

Ernest mengu mengum lips, definition of untouchable girl, "but if rich gini, then again rose ojol?"

Aisya scrunched her forehead, "your face is a bulge huh?!"

For a second they laughed together, crazy! Guys as handsome and cool as this is said to be the face of a bulge. Not a second without excitement while with Aisya.

Ernest and Aisya are on 2 bikes, but like the world belongs to only two others are considered bees, both are joking along the way.

Rows of new and used bookstores line the city street corners. Any book that is no longer in print, you may find here, as well as what Aisya and Ernest are looking for.

"Gue wants to find an old version of Sinchan!" his four friends are busy looking for what they need.

"Here!" Ernest waved Aisya's sleeve.

"You want to find an astronomy book, I know a suitable store!"

"Well!" greet Ernest to a fat maroon shop owner.

"Ck, to dalem aja oruh, sok! Rich usually," her sleigh.

"Sorry interrupted lunch again huh bah?!" Ernest invites Aisya into a store that is not so big impressed cramped full of old and new books. In the corner in the right corner there are many books that attract the attention of Aisya, not obsolete but some pages are yellowish to show if it is old books. Neatly arranged maybe intentionally because of conditions that are not as recent as books published in the new year.

"Ah, regular weh hour this way mah! What book do you want to find? Sok atuh, you already know everywhere mah!"

Aisya stepped in combing observing as she read every title that captured her beautiful netra.

*Solar System, Galileo*.

*Short history of time*.

*Astrophysics*

*Black hole theory*.

And that makes him chuckle a little, *theory of alien beings on the red planet*. But then a book floated in front of his face, *Space pedia*.

"It's good" he smiled proudly.

Aisya grabbed it from Ernest's hand and opened the cover with a picture of the planet Saturn in front of her.

"You come here often?" aisha asked in disbelief.

Ernest nodded, "rather than having to spend money in a new bookstore, meningan here. Equally, it is more complete, the old version that has not been printed again you can find here," he replied sitting on a wooden bench there, he also shifted the bench for Aisya sati.

"Waww, a famous Ernest tengil, his toy in the bookstore flea gini?" Aisya.

"Where do you think I get my science if it's not the chemistry of a book here rich in termites?!" ernest replied, Aisya laughed crisply.

"Don't be in school often broken you are the culprit, who likes to chew?!" shoot Aisya joking.

"Yes!" reply Ernest.

"You alone?" ask Aisya.

"I don't need a book for now, because what I need is a teacher." replied Ernest. Aisya drew a slanted smile, "teacher? Books are teachers, too,"

Ernest shook his head, "but can't give you a taste..."

"meaning?"

"Aisha, teach me how to be grateful..." Aisya raised her eyebrows next to.

"Thank God for sending you into my life..."

"How can I thank your Lord for letting one of his servants come into my life and fill the good days with him?" asked Ernest seriously. It would be as easy as turning the palm if Ernest was the same person, but if this was the case Aisya was at a loss to answer what.

"Your gratitude and Ernest's different way of being grateful, what you believe and what I believe are different," Aisya replied looking at Ernest unsettled, as if spilling all the anxiety that the girl had been feeling.

"How do you make a difference?" ask Ernest.

"If the reason is only because of me, then I can't tell you. All of that must be because of the firmness of your own heart, without coercion from any party, "Aisya replied.

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