My best friend, Maduku
Heartfelt drama

On one bench, a man was staring softly at the stage. She saw the radiance of love and affection from her groom and saw the sincerity of the heart from his female eyes.

"Why are you ?."

Aly turned her head to look at Charyra who was already beside her. "It's okay. I'm just so moved to see them." Flat language.

"Ouh, yeah. They're so romantic, aren't they ?."

Asked instead of answering but he just smiled in response. Aly started to concern herself with her phone.

Earlier this morning, she did deliver Charyra to her friend's wedding and who would have thought if Charyra's friend was the man who had now officially become Alsya's husband, Anand Haikal Ghuinandra was also a client of his company.

The closeness between Aly and Charyra was indeed established just by staying together for a few days. Charyra's terrifying life story that was told to Aly made it unbearable for Aly to let Charyra out of her house.

Living together in one house, the two become more and more understanding of the attitude of each of them make both like two brothers, brother and sister, and Aly also knows that Charyra is currently having a lover who also turns out to be a cousin of Alsya's husband.

"You're not with Melvin ?." Aly asked to switch the conversation.

"She's busy with her family so I'm just here with you."

"Oh,"

"Yes Ly. Oh yeah, you got a greeting from Melvin's cousin."

Aly knitted her brows in confusion. "Coup Melvin?." Ask wonder.

"Yes, her name is Nareena, hmm look !." Charyra pointed to a girl who was sitting on the porch alone.

Aly squinted her eyes fixedly staring at the figure because of her slightly blurry eyes when staring into the distance. "He... ?." He asked slightly surprised as he already recognized the figure's face.

"Yes, he's Melvin's cousin's sister. Hmm it looks like there will be a story of romance of a widower." Charyra whispered softly.

Charyra already knows about the life story of Aly who turned out to be a widower with four children from two ex-wives. Charyra also knows that one of Aly's wives is the son of the owner of the boarding school. But she didn't know their names let alone their faces because Aly didn't tell.

Aly immediately stared intently at the face of the girl he already considered his sister. "Do you know who he is ?." He still stared hard.

Charyra knitted her brows in wonder. "You know him ?." He was curious about Aly's words just now.

"Of course, he's my personal secretary in the office ." Aly replied casually.

"What ?!. Haha !." Charyra laughed, I don't know what made him laugh like that and what's funny ?!.

Aly glared at the behavior of her foster sister. "Why ?."

"It's okay, hehehe earlier I was jokingly saying you got a greeting from Nareena."

"Basic !." Aly got up from her seat and passed leaving Charyra who was staring in wonder at her disappearance but then she immediately caught up with Aly.

"Where are you going ?."

"Go home, I'm not as unemployed as you." Aly replied fiercely.

"Well, don't dong... If you go home now, who will I go home with ?." Charyra sulks spoiled. Because since the kidnapping incident, Charyra has nothing more if not from Aly's kindness. Charyra also does not have a penny.

"You can ask Melvin to drive you, can you ?."

"Well, Melvin where could. He's busy right now."

"Yes, that means you're coming home now."

"Oh, Aly. I haven't seen the bride when I go home?!, soon huh?, Promise won't be long." Charyra's eyes were full of pleading.

Aly exhaled heavily, for some reason she could never resist Charyra's very simple wish. A lifetime of wanting to have a little sister but never realized, and when Charyra's presence he seemed to feel what it was like to be an older brother who never had the heart to let his sister whine. "All right." Said later.

Charyra widened her smile then turned around and returned to her seat and was followed by Aly behind her.

They sat back on the chair earlier, slightly getting away from the people present at the event.

The process of greeting the bride and groom begins, one by one the invited guests go up the stage and shake hands with the bride and groom also give the best prayers for the survival of their household.

Charyra again made a tantrum by inviting Aly to greet the bride's hand, when she should be able to be with Melvin there.

"No, Ryra, you go there. I wasn't invited here." Reject Aly raw.

And it's not Charyra if it doesn't impose its will. He tugged Aly's hand to be invited to the stage.

"Ryra, don't mess around. I'd better just go home."

"No !. Don't go home yet, you promised you'd wait for me until I'm done saluting the bride. Well, let you guys come with me there too."

"No ahh, I don't want to !."

"Just want to !."

Aly's hands continued to be drawn until they finally arrived near the stage of her pelaminan. Aly was powerless to see Alsya's appearance next to Anand. Alsya is so beautiful with an increasingly mature and graceful nature.

"Come ?!. It's already looking flat ."

Returning. Aly could only give up on Charyra's will. Both of them climbed the stage stairs. And after we got to the top.

Aly and Alsya's eyes collided. There was a very passionate feeling in Aly's heart when she looked into those eyes and a feeling of resentment mixed with hate enveloped Alsya's heart.

Alsya turned her face the other way so as to disconnect their eye contact. Aly strengthened her heart and mind then walked behind Charyra.

"Hallo Alsya, congratulations. May your household always be protected and blessed by God." Charyra said then hugged the body of his cousin's future sister.

"Thank you, Ryra. Hope you and Melvin catch up soon too." Alsya smiled kindly.

Charyra turned to Anand and said the same prayer that Alsya had faced.

And different from Aly who is now setting his heart when dealing with Alsya and vice versa.

For a moment they were silent to each other with their thoughts but Aly soon realized from his slump.

"Congratulations, may Allah bless your household." Sincerely speaking.

Alsya did not reply and simply nodded her head by cupping her hands together in front of her chest.

Aly nodded then turned to the husband of his ex-wife.

"Mr Aly?, Ouh we meet again." Said Anand was very surprised by the presence of Aly there.

"Yes, I was just accompanying Charyra."

"Oh yeah, you're Charyra's foster sister huh ?."

Aly nodded. They hugged each other for a moment.

"May Allah always give His mercy to your household. Be a responsible leader." Aly said a little glancing towards Alsya.

His words are innuendo to himself who once wasted the sincerity of Alsya's heart when they were still together.

Aly follows Charyra down from the stage and they go straight to the car in the parking lot.

Aly's face was still gloomy uninspired as the car started to speed away leaving the event area. The look in her eyes still looked sad and it made Charyra a little surprised.

"Aly, what's wrong with you ?."

"It's okay, why is it ?."

"Your face looks so moody. Are you thinking of something that makes your heart uncomfortable ?."

"No, I didn't think of anything.". Aly continued to dodge the question that Charyra had given her. Because it is also impossible for him to tell the reason why from earlier it looks gloomy.

"Ly, marriage is good ?."

"Half-half."

"meaning?."

"It's good that half doesn't taste good."

"I don't understand your words at all." Charyra was very dissatisfied with Aly's reply like that.

Aly pressed her shoulders uncaring.

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