The Journey of Love of the Monty Girl
Meet Old Friends

Without being directed, the driver immediately stopped his car slowly. Beside the front road of the workshop referred to by Naziah.

"Just a minute, Mom!" naziah said goodbye. Open the car door and get out.

At that time, the workshop looked very crowded visitors. Before stepping in, Naziah first noticed every corner of the front of the workshop. Naziah was a little amazed by his intentions. Which when he was working there a few years ago, still not so big. Although it had included the largest workshop in the city, back then. Now, it looks more spacious and comfortable for visitors. Because there is already a concoction drink stand there.

From inside the workshop, one of the male mechanics there continued to watch Naziah from a distance. Suspicious, the man approached one of his friends.

"'bang! Who's that woman over there? Since then, he seemed to pay attention to this workshop." said the mechanic to Haikal who he called as 'Bang. He pointed with his eyes.

And Haikal who was summoned by his junior friend. He looked up and followed his friend's view. Then pay close attention to the woman referred to his friend.

"God! Ziah!!!" haikal said, surprised. When he found out that she was his professional friend first.

"Did you know him?" ask Haikal's friend.

"of course. I'll see him first." Haikal replied. Taking off his job for a moment and approaching Naziah.

Naziah who was still busy staring around the front area of the workshop. He turned to Haikal who came to him immediately. Naziah was so happy when he saw his old friend. Still working there and certainly still knows him.

"Assalamu'alaikum! You're really Naziah, right? Or I'm hallucinating because I miss you so much!" haikal greeted and pretended to ask by displaying his bright smile.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Brother. It's true I am, Naziah Chairunnizwa. You're not hallucinating. How are you, brother? I miss you a lot too." replied Naziah as she reached for Haikal's hand to experience.

"Did you really miss me?" haikal asked again while looking at Naziah's face with a look.

"Hehehe.. I see your point, brother! Forgive your khilaf brother?! My job takes up so much time. Not to mention its place so far away in the people's region...!" naziah replied sincerely and honestly as is. Whimpering and embracing the arms of Haikal, spoiled.

"Is his Ardi Boss around? I want to say hello to him for a moment. Come take me, to him!" added Naziah still with the same position, embracing the spoiled arms of Haikal. And

"Hey...! Who is this girl? How dare he hold my husband's hand in front of my eyes, like this" Olivia said, facing Haikal and Naziah. While leaving the waist with a face made full of anger.

"Oh my God, Sister Olivia! You're here too." Naziah said in surprise. While releasing his arms from Haikal. And immediately moved closer to Olivia and hugged her tightly. "How are you, Brother Oliv'? I miss you guys so much...!" continue with a spoiled tone.

"Based on a bad girl!!! Where have you been, Hem? Why is it just looking? You've met new friends, you've forgotten us." said Olivia, cursing Naziah gently. Then he said half sulked at Naziah's attitude that was like ignoring them.

"No.." said Naziah.

"What do you want to reason for? You have indeed forgotten us, Zi'!" cut Fauzan and Rizky. And suddenly he was standing behind Naziah.

"Yes Allah... Brother 'Uzan... Richie! You are still here all apparently." said Naziah smiling happily. Because they can still be found with all their friends.

"of course. We-we have to go where else. If we were here, we would be very happy together. You're the only one who can leave us!" rizky said chimed in on Naziah's statement.

"Aauhhh....!" naziah said while holding his head. Suddenly someone knocked him from behind. "Who the hell?!!" move on by turning.

"What!!!" said Mr. Ardi with his waist and looked at Naziah full of longing. "You forgot your foster parents?!" keep up Mr. Ardi.

"Pa'...!" said Naziah with slightly teary eyes looking at the middle-aged man in front of him. "I miss you so much. I will never forget you until now. If I've forgotten you, what am I here for!" continued Naziah grabbed the hand of Mr. Ardi and regretted his reverence. Then momentarily embraced the middle-aged man's body that looked a little thin from the last time Naziah saw it.

"Sound father? Why does it look so skinny?" added Naziah looking at the old body of Mr. Ardi.

"Mr, healthy. Just eating less. After that, the adoptive son of this father never returned home. So, I thought to him." replied Mr. Ardi.

Meanwhile, Rega who saw the familiarity of Naziah with some men in the workshop. He felt jealous of his future wife. How not? As long as you know Naziah, you can shake hands and touch hands with Naziah. It can be counted on the fingers of one hand only. It happens, sometimes accidentally.

Now, Naziah was even so close and even touched without hesitation with the men in the workshop. Of course, it will not be accepted and allowed to continue. For that, Rega also came down to follow Naziah.

"Assalamu'alaikum! Naziah, your time is up. Let's go!" say and aja Rega flat.

Although his heart was angry, Rega still did not forget his dignity as a Muslim. To say greetings first when meeting fellow Muslims.

Hear someone's greeting and call the name of one of their groups. Everyone there turned their eyes toward the source of the voice. And found a man with a parlente look that looks very handsome and charismatic. Standing at a distance of approximately 3 meters from them.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" replied everyone in the group

"Eh, Mum! Ja. I-i'm sorry?! Because I just met them after so long. I forgot the time." said and replied Naziah smiling faintly.

"Oh yes, because I'm here. I introduce them to you. Come on!" added Naziah with a slight nod of his head invites Rega to approach them.

And all that was there besides Naziah. They throw one another and talk to each other through their eyes. Ask who exactly is the man called Mas by Naziah.

To appreciate the friends of Naziah. Rega also obeyed Naziah to get acquainted with his friends for a moment.

"Mr! Meet, he's my future husband. The name of Rega." Naziah told Mr. Ardi. "And Mas! He is the owner of this workshop as well as my adoptive father. His name is Mr. Ardi." he switched to Rega

"Include me, my name is Rega, sir. Candidate husband Naziah. Greetings!." said Rega stretched out his hand towards Mr. Ardi. Showing his friendly smile.

"Oh yes, greetings too. I'm Ziah's adoptive father." said Mr. Ardi welcomed a helping hand from Rega while smiling kindly.

And after that, Rega became acquainted with all the friends of Naziah. And after carrying out the introductory event. Rega and Naziah resigned. To resume their delayed journey.