Two Love Alia
2. Akikah

Sunday morning at 10, Alia was ready to wait for Rossi in front of the house. With a brown tunic and black cloth pants combined with pasmina that match with his clothes make his face look ayu even with a makeshift makeup polish. He rarely left the house except for work as usual.

This time he came out thanks to the invitation of the new principal who could not not be present because he did not have any obstacles. Plus, he was lazy at home. Early in the morning Rena was busy asking him to do this and it was like ironing his clothes that would be worn by the road with his friend, looking for his socks, he said, and other simple things that should be completed by Rena himself.

The boy was not yet able to be independent for his own business. Ira also never reprimanded Rena for the behavior of his daughter and Ira also not once twice since two days ago asked for tuition money that Alia herself did not know where would get it from.

His wish to borrow from Mr. Haris has not been done, feeling reluctant because he felt his boss was still busy with his son's akikah event. Alia planned to ask him later tonight because it could be said the show was finished.

The sound of the motor horn distracts Alia from her daydream. Rossi handed over the helmet to wear Alia.

"Wah.wah. Don't tell me you're going to buy a new lipstick"

"Haha. Not that too, keles. My lipstick is still only known"

"No thickness is what it means?"

"Yes more red than usual. But it's okay we're adults too"

"Get up supposedly" Chirps Alia riding on Rossi's arm.

"It's also an effort"

"What usaha?"

"Getting the heart of a tamvan boy from Amrik" Rossi gelak.

"Yes.yes. Moga succeeded yes. Walk, long time ago"

"Yes bauble. It's also 11 o'clock. The show has just started" too"

20 Minutes drive by Alia and Rossi. Finally they arrived also in front of a house that is quite large and looks beautiful because it is filled with many ornamental plants. There are already many motorcycles and several cars parked in front of the residence of Mr. Haris. Alia and Rossi entered the residence after parking the motorbike.

Both were warmly welcomed by the host. Mr. Haris's wife who he said was possessive seemed friendly greeting the guests present.

Different context may be yes, he may not be possessive for no reason. Inner Alia.

As soon as they entered they both frowned for a moment looking for familiar faces, comrades in arms in the Elementary School where they taught. Some time looking for the tail of Alia's eyes finally found a group of teachers she knew was eating a dish across there. There are no empty seats around it .

They are welcome to take the dishes that have been served. Rossi was so excited to see the menus presented at the long table. Full of various food and wet cakes typical of Nusantara. Sate, soto, meatballs, pecel, and other appetizing foods.

"Good luck, I ate all ah" Rossi was very enthusiastic about taking a few servings.

"Just relax Si, do not rush the food is also still a lot.

"Yes, take a bouquet. You're like my mama"

They also want to eat the desired food. When he was about to sit in an empty corner, Rossi was suddenly excited because he saw something.

"Lia....Lia....Lia..."

"What a shock" Alia casually scooped up the pecals and chewed on them.

"Lia...Look at that" point him towards Mr. Haris and his wife.

"Sir Haris? Why?"

" Next to Lia. Who wears Koko Armi colors"

"So look at his face. Who the hell is he?"

"Okay.against here the handsome dong. Let my friend see"

"You are sitting down. I'm afraid I saw it. Later also look like what his face. Eat Rossi first" Alia said

"Li's Oath is handsome...Banget..."

"Which hang is the same Mr. Typhoon the gym teacher?"

"This is because it's still singgle. Mr. Typhoon does not belong to anyone. Lia...Lia...Lia.see it's Lia"

Spontaneous Alia turned to the direction Rossi pointed to. The handsome man who was mentioned Rossi was talking with Mr. Haris and his wife in front of him. Alia's heart rippled at the instant she saw his face. Remembering the old wounds that were inscribed by someone who was so he longed to bring up hope for the future both when he was a teenager but then fell aground because of lies. He's the guy, the guy he never wanted to see again.

"What I'm saying is, it's really cute Lia. You just can't say gini words" Rossi was still amazed to see the beautiful figure while Alia silently did not respond.

"Geez.the ledis turned out to be here. Wanted from earlier" Ms. Reni, co-worker and deputy principal approached Alia and Rossi.

"Eh, it's Reni" Rossi distracts her from the handsome guy.

"Eat the buk" Barar Alia said.

"He is ready, go on. We found it but did not meet it"

"I'm sorry buk, we wanted to join my mother and other colleagues but there was no empty seat there buk" Rossi explained.

"It's okay.we're going back too. You guys want to go together or what?"

"Busy with the others first. We just got there and we're not full yet"

"Rossi is eating Al" Canda Bu Reni.

"Betul. If it can't be wrapped, can it be Si?" Tempta Alia rolled her eyes.

"Dn ...Shame on you" Squeak Rossi as soon as Miss Reni passes from them.

"You are eating"

"But you don't have to say you want to be wrapped in front of Ms. Reni"

"Do you want to claim this story?" Temptation of Alia again.

"Ah..it's already"

They take some more food before finally seeing baby Naira, the second daughter of Mr. Haris and his wife, Vebi. Baby Naira is so adorable, want to be seen from wherever it is a combination of the faces of both parents.Culpted very beautiful. Alia was very impressed with the tiny baby who was asleep in her swing that had been decorated in such a way. After being satisfied to see the sleeping baby Alia and Rossi intend to leave the host.

"Will you go home?" Ask Mr. Haris

"Yes sir, there is still another agenda waiting" replied Rossi

"What is this on Sunday?" Mr. Haris' wife smiled seductively

"Rossi wants deting maybe sir" replied Alia origin.

"Well...wah ...have you been single again Rossi?"

"Ah.not sir. Alia from here" Rossi sewot "I am still loyal to my match sir. But if you want to recruit someone, it's okay" Rossi put on his sweet look

"It could be recorded if we have acquaintances, right ma?"

"Yes really. But who is it? My brother has a candidate. I'll call you brother for a moment" Mr. Haris' wife called someone and took him to the two men.

Alia's heart rumbled erratically. The closer the step, the hotter the two hands of Alia were. He really wanted to get out of that situation.

Please don't come here. His inner.

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