MIRACLE MIRACLE MIRROR
THE SIXTY-SECOND EPISODE

Ali's choked.

His father's suitcase doesn't exist.

Means there is no will let alone a large heritage house certificate in the remote village of Wonogiri city.

"La, please help me! Find a silver suitcase box!"

Laila according. It unloads everything you're in a rented house. Hope to find what Ali's looking for.

But it turns out to be nil.

Both did not find what they were looking for.

"Where's it?" ask Laila.

"That time is in the closet. But now there's nothing."

"Did anyone take it?"

"butut suitcase. It's broken too, La! But there's an important file inside!"

"What's? Your documents?"

"No. Have the late Father. Certificate of home in Kandut Wonogiri village!"

Laila.

"That's your family's house?"

"That time was yes. I don't know. Is there still a house?"

"Wait,...! We, we're moving out of town? Move to Wonogiri if you get the certificate?"

Ali's stunned. Remembering Laila's goal of wanting to marry him. That is to stay in the capital.

How could we move to that remote village together? Didn't Laila just invite me to marry is to stay in Jakarta? Then ..., if we move to the village of Kandut, extinct is Laila's hope!

Or, could it be that the suitcase did not exist because the storyline of my life changed again? Or could it be that the mansion in Kandut village was originally absent? Then if there is, where is my butut suitcase? Why isn't there? Is... I have to get into the magic mirror I'd love to leave behind in this rented house that's about to be evicted?

Ali scratched his itchy head.

"Li..."

Laila again gave half her name. Like wanting to get certainty about their next place to live.

"Hhh... Looks like we'll still be in the capital. Like the original plan, La!"

Laila's face was bright again.

He heard Ali Akbar's words.

"That means now we're looking for a rented house. Afraid tomorrow is too sudden. Magrib we're out."

Laila nodded. He believed in Ali. In the past, compared to the Word, Laila actually preferred Ali. In terms of face and body, the Word excels. Ali used to be thin and thin and can not take care of himself.

For some reason, lately Ali looks very changed face and body. It was very different from the Ali. To the extent that Laila is confused and so follow the thought of not-don't Ali who is different people.

Like the news that had made Laila confused about the change of Virzha Idol who supposedly reportedly changed people. Wallahus.

Ali disappeared a month after graduation. Laila and Firman even searched for Ali but never met.

Every day every night Firman and Laila visited his rented house which is now filled alone since his Mother died of covid 19 in 2020.

Some say that Ali is looking for a job. But some say, Ali always comes home in the middle of the night.

Firman waited for Ali to come home until ten o'clock in front of his rented house. But still not meet.

It all went on for almost a month. Until finally Ali's phone can be contacted again and they are back in close contact with each other.

Since then, Ali has continued to turn out to be more dashing. Even his dark skin is often so rubbed by people who nicknamed his skin past the dark Maghrib time before night, now turned yellow.

Laila was surprised to see Ali's drastic change.

Even the nature of Ali changed. Its nature, characteristics and pronunciation, become much more organized and mature. Ali is like a man of high manners.

Those who used to prefer to talk in casual slang with my Elo call turned into I am you by itself.

Gradually, Ali looked like a different person. Until the Word to express his desire to associate with Ali now. Until finally Laila received the statement of love Firman and they dated secretly without story to Ali.

That's because their friendship is indeed a little stretched because of the change of Ali.

Laila followed Ali.

But Ali actually backtracked in order to be in line with Laila. Red blushing Laila's face.

Azan Maghrib has passed. Along with Ali who performed worship at the house mosque left Laila alone in the rented house for a few dozen minutes.

When Ali prayed in the mosque, Laila tried to find a suitcase that Ali said belonged to his late father Ali which contained a certificate of inheritance.

But, still he did not find despite rummaging through Ali's parents' room and the entire contents of all the rooms.

Eventually, Laila was tired and more interested in Ali's phone lying on her desk.

He found Chattan Ali with a high school girl who allegedly was his girlfriend Anwar.

Boiling his blood, burning jealous flames.

Without thinking any longer, Laila mchat Keti.

...Don't ever chat Ali again. Coz Ali is married. His wife was Laila Purnama. Please understand....

Relieved Laila.

At least the High School girl knew that Ali was not single as she thought.

Ali is her husband.

The person in charge during Laila is in the city of Jakarta, alone a kara anyway.

Laila hoped that the young girl knew the limits and did not move like an actor.

Ali came home from the mosque.

They tidy up the items that they want to move before getting a new rented house. After that, he hurried away without forgetting the door lock.

"I didn't find Li's suitcase. My mother's room I checked as well. But there's nothing."

"Yes already, it's okay. Yuk, before it gets late, we're looking for a rented house!"

Find where? Inner Laila muttered alone.

There is a pessimistic heart. Especially with only five hundred thousand in hand. Will be able to rent a comfortable house at such a price in the Capital which was given the title of the cruelest city beyond stepmother.

"Bismillah. Be assured, God will lead us."

Laila felt her heart cool. The spiritual water that Ali spoke was able to ease the burden of fret in his life.

Laila's smile expanded, her heart warmed.

"Hungry ga'?" tanya Ali was answered "Yes."

His stomach is hungry. Laila had lunch with the family with Padang rice wrapped and ate at her house which has now become a people's home.

Debt is indeed a burden.

Corruption is misleading.

This was a result that his family had reaped because of the wrong move his father had taken. It's not because he brings bad luck.

Laila was sad to remember the prophecy of the mad shaman.

Really made the collapse of the foundation of his faith. Especially after the Word is gone, and he feels a piece of kara.

Thankfully there was Ali. Although with the intention of exploiting Ali's innocence with his insistence to get married, Ali finally obeyed.

Laila relieved. There was someone who was now standing beside him even though his life was in a slump.

Unknowingly, Laila grabbed Ali's fingers. Grasping him tightly so as not to be separated because he really needs Ali.

"Sister Ali? Brother Laila? Where you going?"

Laila's face turned pale. The high school girl he just chatted on Ali's phone stood in front of them.

"Rubber! We're looking for a contract. You alone, what else is alone here?" tukas Ali made Laila's heart sad.

Hmh! He's very considerate of this girl, but cut me off!

Laila clasped Ali's hand.

"Keti again buy seblak. O yes, congratulations on your marriage!"

Ali was confused. Keti gave him a happy marriage when no one He gave news other than Baba Ibram this afternoon.

"Thank you."

Keti's sad face. But trying to be covered with a sweet smile.

"Where is your house?" ask Ali kindly. But Laila stomped her feet. Ali immediately woke up.

"Ah, I'm sorry. We'll excuse you!" sela Laila made Ali smile in her heart.

Is this the prophecy of Embah Kandut the other day? Hehe...

"You have considerable charisma in the future. Your life will be good and reach gold after the next three years. There are two faithful women standing on your left and right. But be careful, if you can't be fair, then you're done with those women. Haha..haha...!"

Ali feels jumawa.

Finally, after so many years my life was empty without love. Finally.., after all this time I think lonely souls languish in tears. At last....

Laila clung tightly to Ali's hand. Letting Keti's unblinking tail of eyes stare at them walking away.

O God, my Lord, is this the story of my next life? Does it change again if something happens again through a magic mirror? Do I have to destroy that magic mirror before I change my next story?

Ali was busy with her chaotic way of thinking.

Until recently he realized, if his forehead Laila felt so real at the base of his arm.

Uff...

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