My best friend, Maduku
Regretting

"Shanar...!." Aly slightly raised her voice so that it could be heard from within.

After several times knocking on the door, it opened and displayed a plain female figure that looked even seger than before.

Aly was silent to see a beautiful face that was plain without the slightest bit of make up. For some reason, he felt a subtle sigh hit his heart and made him beat a little faster.

"Came. What's up ?."

Charyra's question awakens Aly from his daydream.

"Ohh, this. I bought you clothes."

"Clothes ?."

"Yes, this. I'm sorry if maybe the size doesn't fit, because I don't understand the size of your clothes." Aly said a little nervously.

Charyra also looks surprised and is also equally nervous when receiving the paper bag Aly gave. "Sorry, trouble you." He said with a bad feeling.

Aly smiled stiffly. "It's okay. I'll go first."

"Yes, yeah,... Thanks."

Aly just nodded in response. Then he went back into his room as well as Charyra who also directly entered his room again and closed the door.

Aly laid her body on the bed. His eyes stared at the ceiling of the room which looked slightly damp. The shadow of the fondest memories with her children suddenly flashed before her. Unknowingly, his eyes let out a few drops of tears and slid from the corners of his eyes.

"How are you doing, Abi's children ?... Are you happy with your life right now ?... Abi misses you all so much.... Forgive Abi who was once so selfish towards your ummi... Forgive Abi..." Aly was increasingly unable to control her tears. She starts to sob at the thought of how ill Alsya feels when she finds out that her husband for years has been hiding something very big lie.

The brightness of the sweet shadow about the first meeting with Alsya appeared then changed replaced with a shadow of how happy Alsya when she found out if she was pregnant with twins and changed again with how disappointed Alsya when she found out that her first child chose to stay with her Abi then changed again with the look of a woman's face who was smiling sweetly towards her and somehow Aly pin returned that smile with a sweet smile as well.

"Charyra ?!." Aly gasped and sat down.

His breath was hunting. For some reason suddenly the shadow of Charyra's face suddenly flashed through his mind.

"What is this ?. Are you giving a hint, God...?. Would it be appropriate for this sinner to plead with You, O God... ?." Aly's tears flooded his face.

He remembered how many sins he had done so far without having anything to fix it and even more so when the trials of God continued to be bestowed to test it.

Aly grew sobbing in great regret. He moved from his position and ran towards the bathroom to purify himself. He has long since moved away from the truth. He has long broken all prohibitions. He has long been caught in stupidity.

It's time to go back. It's time to look to the divine again. It was time for him to surrender before the end that even approached first.

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A plain girl was still staring at the clothes scattered on the bed. The new clothes he had just gotten from the good man who helped him from the pursuit of his brother's men.

Charyra Khumaira's. The girl who looks innocent and innocent but it is just a mask. She is the only daughter of a married couple who have died in an accident. From a small life is always anticipated by all family members because it is considered a big problem. And from childhood also his parents have educated him into a woman who must look meek and innocent as a cover.

Initially Charyra did not understand what his parents always said during his growth. And he only found out now that both his parents had died.

Charyra still continued to look at the clothes without any intention to wear them as it was still a little awkward. After all, even though the man she met looked good, as a woman she should also be able to be introspective.

Ignoring the clothes, Charyra chose to pick up her phone and contact someone there.

"Cummer, Ryra. What's the matter?, were you bullied again by them ?!." The man across the street looked worried.

"Yes, but I'm okay. Fortunately someone helped me when they tried to kidnap me again."

"Ohh, thank goodness. I'm happy with him. May the kindness of those who helped you be avenged by God."

"Yes, Vin."

"Then, where are you now?, are you in a safe place ?."

"Thank God. I hope he's a really good guy."

"Yes, yeah,. Hmm are you in your house?, it sounds so noisy there."

"Yes, I'm at home. I came home from yesterday because my own uncle called me so I could attend his son's wedding."

"Hmm, okay. Then you're busy. Then I hang up the phone, we can talk later." Charyra said without enthusiasm.

"Hey, not Ryra. I always have time for you. Any time." Firmly the voice across because it offended Charyra's words.

"It's okay, Vin. I understand it. You can go back to your activities, anyways I'll also rest."

"You sure?, don't you miss me ?,."

"Of course I miss you so much . But not now, because I desperately need a break..."

"Hmm okay. Rest, tomorrow morning I'll let you know."

"Yes, bye."

"Bye, love you."

"Hem."

Charyra turned off her phone. He looked back at the clothes and after a long thought he took one of them that was fit to be brought to sleep and put it on.

After changing clothes and re-cleaning her bed Charyra began to lay down her body and rest because her body was very tired due to the actions of the two bad guys.

A long night passed in the soft snoring that came out of Charyra's mouth and greeted with its rays that radiated to the sidelines of the bedroom window.

Charyra squirmed and opened her eyes. The first thing he saw was the different atmosphere of the morning as usual. Charyra rushes down from the bed and cleans herself in the bathroom and after fixing her clothes she comes out of the room. The atmosphere of a quiet and quiet house plus the chirping of wild birds in the trees behind the house adds to the impression of peace and calm.

Charyra continued to walk through each room of the house and ended up in the kitchen. Seeing the kitchen so neatly arranged made Charyra could not help but smile. As a woman whose world is in the kitchen, Charyra is very fond of the design of the kitchen order.

Charyra checked every cupboard there and she did not find any ingredients that could be cooked and switched to a two-door refrigerator and when she opened it she was disappointed again.

"Why is there nothing here ?. Then what would I have for breakfast if there were no ingredients I could cook ?." Charyra scissors and monitors the corner of the kitchen and she really can't find anything.

"Huhh, maybe the owner of this house never cooks." Charyra said again and sat his body on the dining table chair.

"Moor,."

The call made Charyra look over.

"What are you doing here ?."

"Ehh, it's Ly... Are there no ingredients that can be cooked ?." Charyra asked hesitantly.

Aly was silent for a moment and then shook her head. "none. I never cook."

"Ooh."

"Are you hungry ?."

Charyra nodded timidly with a face that looked flushed. Charyra was starving because last night she didn't have time for dinner and instead fell asleep until morning.

"All right, briefly. We'll order food." Aly leaves from the presence of Charyra who looks at her a little confused but when she sees Aly coming into the room, Charyra thinks that Aly will take her phone to order food.

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