My best friend, Maduku
Pass sentence

After finishing visiting the graves of her children, Aly returned to her apartment because now she never returned home because there she would again feel lonely because there was no one.

Now Aly's life is hanging erratically. Aly had already turned into another pitiful person.

Just as night approaches, Aly exits her apartment and heads to a place she doesn't even deserve to go to. A magnificent building filled with glittering colorful lights. A cursed place that is strictly forbidden for a Muslim.

This isn't the first time Aly has come to this place. Aly used to come here after being released from prison, almost every night. It was also what made his family so hateful towards Aly who was now.

After months of living in a holding cell, instead of waking up, it made him even more crazy.

Aly casually walked into the crowded room and sat on a chair in front of the bartender's desk and ordered a drink. Although Aly often here, but Aly never intended to other than drink. Even if there was a woman who approached him, Aly would immediately throw him out.

One, two, up to three glasses Aly's pot. And after spending the fifth glass, Aly came out of the club again.

Aly got back in the car and traveled somewhere without a destination. But he didn't realize, if his pace turned out to be heading for one of the twenty-four-hour cafes, downtown.

When the car had stopped, Aly got back down from the car and entered the building. Aly ordered bitter coffee to remove the dizziness on his head from drinking earlier.

"Mr Aly ?." Say hello to someone who is beside him.

Aly looked up at the face of the woman who turned out to be the secretary of one of her co-workers. Aly turned her gaze around the place and it turned out to be true, if she was in the cafe owned by the woman who was still standing next to her.

"You drunk ?." Asked the woman because she smelled an unpleasant scent from Aly's body.

"Hem." Aly answered briefly densely and clearly.

The woman shook her head in disbelief at Aly's current state. He knows who Aly and Aly are, of course, perfectly understand the law of drinking, but still drink it.

The woman sat on the chair opposite Aly. " You have a problem ?." The woman asked hesitantly for fear of Aly being offended.

"none. You, why are you sitting here ?." Aly asked coldly.

"I just wanted to stop by, haven't seen you in a long time."

"Yes,."

"Where have you been all this time ?." Ask the woman again like a journalist.

"Not anywhere, just getting out of the crowd."

The woman understood. The atmosphere began to be quiet because both were drifting with their respective thoughts.

"Excuse me..." Said the waiter who came to bring Aly's order and put it in front of Aly.

The waiter was a little surprised at the sight of the woman sitting with her customers but a moment later she looked down politely at the woman.

"Go."

"Good, Mom."

Aly took a quick glance then focused on the drink.

"All right, enjoy yourself..." The woman then got up from her seat.

Aly simply nodded then refocused on her coffee again. Right now he was being very dizzy so now it was a little bit of a pain to speak.

After finishing his coffee, Aly got up to pay and went back to his apartment again.

Life is a choice it is true. Because the concepts in life are black and white, heaven and earth, fire and water.

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"Fyzha, when are you going to introduce your candidate to mama ?."

"When else ?. You're so old, son. You're like a virgin, you know ?!."

"Mama !!. It's good, virgin Sunti !." Sumpul Fyzha was annoyed by the words of his Mama who likened himself to that name. How not?, the Virgin Sunti is an old woman who has never been married in the history of her life, she lives in the palace of Cirebon and will bring out her form when there is a certain event only in the palace.

"Well, in the end you are not married yet, it should be at your current age, you already have three children know not ?. "

"You know, ma. If the soul mate has come, then Fyzha will get married." Decak Fyzha while gawking away.

Ningrum could only snort angrily at the sight of his daughter. He did not not not know what had been on his son's mind, which was nothing but work and busy working. There is no desire to marry at all.

Instead of serving the attitude of the other child, Ningrum switched to calling the number of his prospective daughter-in-law and said that he would pick up Alsya to fit her wedding dress.

"You want to come along?." Ningrum approached his daughter again.

"Where ?." Ask Fyzha lazily.

"To the boutique, today is the last day to do the fitting of Anand's wedding dress."

"Huhh, not ahh. I'm lazy everywhere, ma. Say hello to my sister-in-law."

"Yes already. Mama's leaving first, assalamualaikum."

Fyzha shakes his mother's hand. Ningrum left ushered in by his personal driver who he brought directly from Cirebon. Well, since proposing Alsya to his son the great family of Ghuinandra decided to settle in Jakarta, at Anand's house until the son officially married Alsya and then they will return to the shrimp town again.

The journey to Alsya's parents' house. They welcomed his arrival warmly making Ningrum inexhaustibly smile.

"Ma,." Alsya shone at the hands of her future father-in-law. "Sit down, ma,." It's full of manners.

Ningrum smiled." Yes, dear." He replied as he followed Alsya's steps to sit in the living room. "Where is Fazal, son ?." Ningrum asked as he did not see the whereabouts of his beloved little boy.

"Oma !!." Fazal shouted loudly while running towards Ningrum.

Ningrum's smile instantly flashed as he looked at Fazal. Ningrum's hand carried Fazal over his lap.

"Oma, come here ?." Ask plain Fazal.

"Yes, honey. Oma wants to pick up your ummi."

"Where are they all going ?."

"Ummi you want to try on the wedding dress, so Oma wants to enter Ummi."

"Fazal's coming !!."

"No, honey..." Alsya answered Fazal's call. "Fazal at home, same Aki Abah same Ani umma. " Tell Alsya continued.

Fazal's face immediately pouted sourly. "But, Fazal wants to join ummi... Omas... Fazal can come, right..." Whiney Fazal with adorable face.

Ningrum gently rubbed his grandson's head. "Why can't Fazal come, son ?." Ask Alsya.

"Fazal bosenan's son, ma. Later if later he would whine asking to go home." Answer Alsya.

Ningrum mangosteen understands. " Fazal, yeah,... Ummi said, honey. Fazal at home, later if Fazal comes, Fazal will be tired." Ningrum gave an understanding.

Fazal looked pondering.

"Not long, really. Later if ummi is finished, ummi goes straight home." Say Ningrum again.

Finally Fazal nodded obediently. "But, ummi's coming home with Abi, right ?." Ask plain Fazal.

Ningrum smiled. " Yes, I'll come home to Abi." Answer irent.

Fazal nodded his head assentingly and came down from Ningrum's lap, saying he wanted to study again with his older cousin in the room. Before leaving, Fazal kissed his grandmother's cheek as a farewell greeting.

Finished taking his bag, and saying goodbye to Abah and Umma, Alsya left with Ningrum to the boutique that became a subscription to the great family of Ghuinandra.

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