Jasminka/Orchid
Dejavu

"pak how Kalo took the bus just to make a return to his mdn. station was closed sir if by air also difficult ni sir. plane on the delay all. according to the news on the radio the ratio of rain was getting heavier ", obviously the private driver of the man sitting behind him.

"i think I'm easy sir. wait for the repairman to open. then I follow the father tomorrow morning". Continue the driver

ting.the message went into the man's cell phone

"tomorrow standby at 9 bro. mr. Alex mo back at 10:30 am to LA. dy ngebet mo meet you".

"hmm". sigh this man.

"pak cariin any transport that can. so quickly get to the bus terminal". pinta this man.

"well sir". replied the driver

an hour later..

using a motorcycle rickshaw the man arrived at the bus terminal which was aimed at the city of Mdn.he bought an emergency ticket to be able to arrive on time in the city.

The bus waiting arrived. He boarded the bus with directions from the bus conductor and looked for a sitting number according to his ticket.

after arriving at the number, his steps stopped because he saw a hijab girl was sleeping soundly between two bus couches.

the conductor who saw him immediately woke up the girl slowly.

the girl slowly opened her eyes.

"build the deck".some would like to sit here". said the bus conductor, inviting the man to sit.

the girl pointed her net at the man standing in the hallway of the bus.he lifted his body lazily and shifted his slender body leaning towards the glass window of the bus. and he closed his eyes again while hugging his own body in his jacket.

the white man was sitting next to the girl.he set his sofa chair slightly back so that it was more relaxed.he lay down his body trying to sleep for a moment.

a few hours later..

the sound of the cell phone rang. kept the man awake from his sleep.when he tried to tune his sofa chair back.A small hand was coiled around his chest.

he looked to the left.the girl who slept attached to the glass window had changed position with the sofa chair that was set to the back with a position that was almost the same as the sofa chair.

without the intention of disturbing the girl's sleep. she let the girl's hand briefly above her chest.he just simply set her sofa chair slightly forward.then answered the slow call that entered on her phone.

"hello". said the man while hearing the interlocutor on his cell phone.

"okay".wait for me at the terminal.the bus will stop there".he hung up.

"mas. mas. "suddenly someone from behind called himself.

the man looked back where a middle-aged male passenger was having trouble getting up from his seat.

"i want to go to the toilet. his wife can be woken up briefly ga. his chair prevents me from getting out".

"ahh yes.sorry". said the man who understood the condition of the father.

he looked for a lever on the left side of the girl.he took a sitting position and bent his body until the tip of his nose pointed slightly to the smooth cheek of the girl.

when he pulled the lever of the girl's sofa chair towards the front, accidentally his nose and lips touched the girl's cheek.

the man's heart was pounding.he was afraid that the girl was awake from her sleep because of the incident just now.

thanks from the passenger in the back disperse his daydream.he took his seat back.The hand of the girl he put on the side of his face facing him.

he tidied up the girl's straight black hair that came out of her hijab.The man slowly put the girl's hair into the girl's hijab and tidied her hijab.

for some reason current events are like dejavu for him.he remembers when he kissed a girl for the first time.The age of the mysterious girl may not be much different from this hijab girl.

he looked at the girl with a smile.

the voice of the bus conductor informed that the bus had stopped at the terminal of one of the capital cities of the border district of Sumut.

ting.a message went into the man's cell phone.

"gue wait in the parking lot of A. buruan counter".

from a distance a car flickers its headlights several times.The rain still falls so hard.The man got into his cousin's car.

"why the hell did you break the tires up twice". asked his cousin as soon as the man sat down and put his mini suitcase in the back seat.

the man's gaze was distracted by two small pillows with cartoon couple images.he noticed for a moment the two pillows.

then he randomly picked up the pillow.the action stopped instantly when the cousin asked about the pillow he wanted to take away.

"let me change the new one". said the man.

he immediately took her out of his cousin's car to go back to the bus that was on the other side.

with a half-run step the man rushed back to the bus as soon as possible he entered and approached the girl who was still asleep in a changed position facing the window of the bus. he raised the girl's right hand slowly, slipping a pillow with a picture of a man with a heart next to his.

he picked up the former bus ticket and wrote something there and slipped it in the jacket pocket.The man dared himself to kiss the sweet girl's forehead gently.he smiled and left the girl. then he ordered the bus conductor to take good care of the girl.

finally he returned to his cousin's car that was just now. The rain continues to roll profusely making humans lazy to open their eyes.

"yok bertar again want to enter at dawn this". said the man to his cousin.

"who was the pillow for !? ". ask the cousin.

"my kasian sleep really good. so exhausted maybe. so I give you a pillow lu. ntar I change". said the man

"no need. I'm still buying cop. besides if you love girls. it could be my soul mate. I still have a partner". as well as his cousin.

"why are there so many plants that you bring home?. right I just ask you to observe the land of farmers who want to cooperate with us alone.

"for my student project". answered his cousin.

"great dong you just graduated already a lecturer". praise the man.

"new assistant". said his cousin humbled himself

"ntar I doain became a professor".the man's prayer

"Yes amiin. thanks.

the luxury car continues to go at a speed that is splitting the streets and rain towards the city of Mdn.

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Jasmine woke up from her sleep. she was so sleepy in because yesterday morning even continued to cry in the afternoon.

he saw the watch in his hand had shown for the dawn prayer. The bus finally stopped at one of the mosques that entered one of the sumut regencies.The Muslim passengers rushed down to fulfill their obligations.

he picked up his small backpack containing mukena and a snack.he got off and joined the other passengers to congregate at dawn.

a few minutes later...

all passengers boarded the bus to continue their journey. Jasmine had just realized there was a pillow located beside her sitting sofa.

"it was the husband of this mbak who was put here. to be able to sleep he said.all his chair had been paid until mdn". said the conductor who arrived to come to him.

Jasmine nodded in confusion, then she laid her back on the two sofa chairs, while raising her legs to spend free time.

he took the pillow and hugged it. When he took his cell phone pitched into the message in his jacket pocket.he felt a piece of paper fold tucked there.he picked it up and saw a bus ticket that did not belong to him. he turned the ticket paper over and saw the writing in black thicker than the background writing the ticket.

it says, "Have a nice dream girl".

Jasmine noticed the pillow she was holding and the paper she remembered said the bus conductor.

in his mind invites a million questions. for Jasmine this is like a dejavu when the rain gets an unexpected gift.

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if according to the author his rezekinya son of sholeh

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