LOVE IS NOT LIKE
Chapter 6's

   The morning sunburst forced its way through the cracks of Ali's room curtains.  He blinked his eyes, trying to adjust the light. He decided to go back to sleep after the dawn prayer because he still felt sleepy.  He then went to the bathroom and prepared to meet with his friend2 in the usual place he practiced the gym.

     He wears black training pants with matching colored polo shirts.  Not to forget he brought earphones and a backpack containing some of his needs.  The clock was pointing at 8am when he came out of the room.  He then passed to the kitchen to bring a bottle of drinking water and some pieces of plain bread that had been bundled ready for breakfast in the morning.

     It was seen that the mother was watering the plants while occasionally singing a song that Ali himself did not know.  "Mother" said Ali while hugging his mother from behind.While the mother was a bit surprised to find the behavior of his son who sometimes likes the jail. "breakfast first" said his mother. "tar aja in ngegym place, Ali pamit huh? "said Ali while kissing the back of his mother's hand.

"Assalamualaikum" Ali said later, 

"Waalaikumussalam" replied Mother soft sage.  He walked to the garage to get his car out.

  The road feels a little slow.  But the busyness here and there still looks very clear. The sound of car horns became an everyday song on the streets of the capital. The hawker offered to share his trade, the buskers were seen going up and down changing vehicles to sell his voice. Seeing things like this, made Ali become grateful for his better life than them. When the red light turns on, they will go to mobil2, offering a variety of merchandise. Tiba2 had 2 children knocking on his car window 2, offering some merchandise that Ali himself did not really need.  He opened and bought a tissue and mineral water, he felt sorry. After he gave the child 100 thousand money, the two children looked confused because there was no change.  Alipun smiled and told him to take his change.  The child smiled sweetly at him, showing a happy look in the morning that felt crowded in the capital city.

   The usual place for Ali to train the gym is not too far away. Seen some of his friend's cars that he had very memorized parked neatly in this parking lot. He then stepped out. Passing the ranks of mobil2 . Today is not too crowded, usually this place will be crowded on Saturday or Sunday.  He rushed in and headed to the locker room to put the bag in and eat the sandwich. Look Andra, and for a moment, Ali is still not sure if it's his best friend who almost 2 years live in Singapore to hold one of his father's company branches. "kevin?

"Call Ali in a tone of disbelief.

Kevin who heard his name called just turned his head and smiled casually, like there was no longing at all.  Ali, who realized she was being surrounded, rushed to her and hugged her.

"you're arrogant" Ali said while embracing and scrambling his best friend's hair2.

"would have been better, "lips kevin while returning Ali's embrace.

"how's it going? "asked kevin later.

"as you see, thank God well, how are you? "asked Ali

"alhamdulillah is good too.

"goo ngaksep ni? "celtuk Andra arrived2 while looking cynically at Ali and kevin.

"kalo ama lu ma I've often seen" replied Ali relaxed. "lagian you why don't you tell me if Kevin has returned? "asked Ali.

"let's just surprise" replied Andra while chuckling amusedly.

"already anyway. Cake it's a storm" said kevin who was greeted kikikan from Ali and Andra.

Ali always took the time to exercise between his busy work. Usually he will spend about 2 hours in this place. After that he will gather with his friend2 dicafe.

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  The clock was set at 4pm when I finished the meeting for her school birthday.  He walked leisurely through the school corridor towards the teacher's room.  The atmosphere looked very quiet, he then walked to his desk to pick up some documents that he would take home.

"Mothers." said Nadia arrived2.

"yes, why mom? "ask ila while tidying up her desk.

"can nebeng ngak? You see, my car is again in the mama workshop" pinta bu Nadia with her face. At this school, Nadia was his friend, although not too close.  Her welcome attitude made her comfortable making friends with him.

"yes, you can "answer me with a smile and walk out.  Followed by Nadia.

The parking atmosphere looks lonely. There are only a few cars parked. 

"we are the last occupants of the school deh bu" chirped Nadia. Iila just replied with a smile.

"mother's house which way? "ask ila, please,

"can anterin to the workshop ngak ma'am?  All right, take the car, "ask Nadia.

"by the way, "ila also agree.

  They talked about various things during the trip.  Ternyta Bu Nadia is a humorous figure, but also mature.

"Mom Nadia is married? "asked ila, she did not know about it yet.

"Not yet ma'am, anyways I do not want to cepet2 marriage, want to enjoy the youth first" said Nadia in a relaxed tone. 

"Mom Ila already? "ask Nadi nadi. 

"godly in a moment, pray well mom? "answer ila while glancing smiling at Nadia.

"seriously ma'am?  Nawty? "asked Nadia in a tone of disbelief.

"yes insyaallah.  I was arranged ma'am. After all, maybe this is my way of service to parents" replied gently.

  Throughout the journey they talked about various light things.  The atmosphere between them felt more familiar. Soon they arrived at the workshop where Bu Nadia's car was repaired. The atmosphere is not too crowded, it looks like some mechanics are still pacing back and forth with their respective busyness2. Ila immediately pulled over her car, looking for the right position to park the car.

"Bu Ila wait for you, don't you think? "ask mom nadia

"yes, relax" replied softly.

Shortly thereafter Nadia came back.

"Bu ila if you want to go home ngk papa, I wait for the car so first. The mechanic said back again" said madam nadia .

"wasn't finished yet, Mom? "

"tadi ngantri said" replied madia.

"no gpp, am I staying? "asked ila reassured.

"yes, gpp ma'am.  Thank you mom for the cane" said madia while smiling kindly at him.

"kek same anyone." replied Ila with a small laugh. "that's what I am first, ma'am.  Assalamualaikum"lamite Ila.

"waalaikumussalm" replied Nadia's mother with her chest.

  The weather arrived2 became cloudy. Ira then drove the car even faster.  Afraid if later raining the streets will be flooded and it will make the journey becomes longer, know Jakarta itself how the flood.

   Ila still focused on driving her car, while hearing her favorite radio broadcast.  At least it can divert boredom during the trip.  Suddenly his eyes caught a familiar figure to him.  He immediately pulled the car over, pressed the car horn and opened the glass.

"who, Ali? "asked ila with astonishment, how much she was not surprised. The man who works as a pilot is able to walk through the streets alone. Doesn't he have a car?

Hearing someone call his name, Ali immediately dipped and smiled after knowing who called him.

"kok walk mas? "ask ila then when Prilla was perfect to stop her car on the road.

"yes, because the car I arrived 2 broke down. is still in workshop, said the mechanic tomorrow just so. Want a phone mama, lowbat hp" replied Ali at length accompanied by her small oddity.

"oh, yeah. Let me anter aja mas. The weather is also cloudy" Ia tried to offer.  Doesn't mean anything . It was purely his desire to help Ali.  No more and no less. What else Ali would be her husband. The opps? 

"no grepotin, right? "ask Ali back by staying in a standing position on the side of the road.

"no, just go in".

"let me drive La, the girls who drive" Ali said with a smile.  While ila nodded. Then he went out to change positions. 

  It did not feel they began to be carried away by the accompaniment of the song, singing even though with a voice that sounded a bit faint.

"memorize this song? "asked Ali trying to break the silence between them.

"memorized, favorite song" replied ila while smiling at him.

"sama dong" replied Ali while focusing on driving activities.

"Where did Mas Ali come from, why did he bring a backpack? "ask still looking ahead.

"so out the gym, it's up to gather first ama temen2,".

"ohh" replied ila gently.

"if marriage had gathered they would be rare. Often at home nemenin wife" replied ali while chuckling small.

"what the heck mas" said Ila blushed embarrassedly.

"you come home in the afternoon, there's a meeting at school? "ask Ali later.

"yes, there are some preparations that have not been sorted out. So it must be given a piece of it" answered ila .

Alipun just nodded in understanding.  They are again busy with their own thoughts because they are actually confused about where to start this conversation from again.

  Suddenly the car stopped suddenly. Ila who was just busy looking out the window, now turned to look at Ali.

"it looks like strike deh La" Ali said in a slightly worried tone. The problem is already approaching the complex of Ali's house and the workshop is located quite far.

"the real mas"

"i checked first try, who knows I can" Ali said and walked out. There was a puff of smoke when Ali opened the engine. He seemed busy pushing it. Ali himself is actually not very proficient about car engines. Hey?  He's a pilot not a mechanic.

Ali then began to examine the part that was the source of the smoke. Although not know but Ali is not stupid very. After feeling enough, Ali then gave the order to ila to start it. Unfortunately, the results are nil. They tried a few times but still couldn't. Turns out his genius brain as a captain pilot still can not be used to solve car problems. But what matters is not a matter of life.

  Ila glanced at the clock wrapped around her hand.  The clock is at 5 a quarter. It's been too early afternoon.  He went out and approached Ali who was grunting.

"it seems like today is not my good day" Ali said as he leaned against the hood of the car. Ila glanced at him at a glance. "indeed why, all days are good" said ila. 

"so my car broke down, now your car is breaking down. Emang not pantes yes if piloy driving a car. "sungut Ali accompanied by light jokes. Ila just chuckled amusedly at Ali's unsettled expression.

Ali who saw it was astonished. "why laugh? "ask Ali because there's nothing funny

"gpp, funny look at your facial expression" replied ila without being able to cover her kekehannya.

Arrived2 it rained quite hard.  Ali and Prilla walked straight into the car. In the car silence again enveloped them.  The sound of the rain that hit the roof of the car became a song of martyrdom that afternoon. 

"Ali's house is still far away? "asked ila breaking the silence. Ali who from earlier also focused on the rain now turned to staring at a glance.

"approximately 200 meters anyway" replied ali seriously. 

"just walk yuk mas, afraid of being suspected if you are not alone in the car. Besides, I carry an umbrella in the car" he replied slowly, afraid that Ali would feel offended by his words.

Ali who heard that smiled gently at him, Iila who saw him could only return a smile, arrived2 he felt his cheeks hot, hopefully Ali did not see his red cheeks.

"umbrella one gpp? "asked Ali reassuringly as he was getting ready to get out of the car.

"rather than being slandered non-falsely. "answer ila . Alipun got out of the car. Open the door and protect the ila so as not to rain. Ila itself is actually uncomfortable, but want how else. While Ali himself knew Ila would feel uncomfortable. But this is ila's request. If you think 2 ila words are true.

   They then walked hand in hand under the raindrop that wrapped the city sky that afternoon.  The sound of rain makes the atmosphere feel more beautiful. The road looks a bit quiet because this is not the main road, only seen a few cars that are still passing by because the day is already afternoon plus the rain that feels increasingly heavy spilling the details to the earth.

  Ali and Prilla were still at home with their silence.  Don't know how to break the silence in any other way. They both felt ashamed 2 to start a conversation.

Either way Ali felt comfortable when near Prilla. The comfort he never felt from anyone but his family. Sometimes he steals a glance towards the ila, pays attention to every detail of his face, and diam2 sculpts it in the space of the heart that has been untouched for so long. Cold air because the rain was not even felt for him, his heart warmed when he saw Prilla, his heart like channeling warm air to his other organs. Then Alipun refocused on his path, holding a black umbrella. Didn't let the girl get too much rain.

Without Ali knowing, Prilla felt the same way. Ila felt comfortable and safe when she was beside Ali. The small attention that Ali gives at this time, like Ali is more thrusting the umbrella towards him than towards Ali makes ila feel full, not a big thing indeed. But it is enough to make the famous ila not easily persuaded by men to be a little touched. This man didn't scare him into trying to feel a long feeling he didn't feel. Even ila sndiri forgot, when was the last time he felt something like this.  If ever the feeling2 is not as strong as it is now. His heartbeat beats faster when he finds out Ali is secretly stealing a glance at him. His heart warmed up when he was near Ali. "Is this love?  Ah, what a ridiculous question I'm asking" Ila muttered in her heart .

"have you ever had bad weather on a flight? "asked ila while glancing at Ali. This time he started the conversation.

"never mind, and I don't like it the most" Ali replied as he continued walking.ila then listened to some things about the world of aviation that he rarely heard before. He laughed amusedly when he saw Ali's expression that was upset because it turned out that his first flight had been delayed because of bad weather. I really can't cover his laughter.

"You know, this is the first bad weather I've ever liked and won't forget?" ali said suddenly while staring at Ila .Prilla was astonished to hear Ali's words.

"Couldn't you? "ask ila by raising one eyebrow.

"the color I just realized, cloudy and rain does not always teach about pain. There are times when cloudy and speckled rain it becomes a very romantic thing and full of happiness. As it is today. When I can enjoy the speck of rain with you, "said Ali with a gentle smile towards Ila. Ila could not hide the red hue on her cheeks, she was embarrassed by Ali's own words. He immediately turned his face, staring at the rain that never stopped.

Ali who saw Prilla's attitude could only smile happily.  Really he was happy to see ila smiling blush like that, looking worried.

They also continued their journey. Rain still no sign2 about to stop.

Ali suddenly stopped "ila. "call Ali softly. Prilla, who realized Ali had stopped. Ali looked at Ila so deeply. For a moment, their eyes locked onto each other. Their retinas look at each other. Shows a twinkle of unspoken admiration. The sound of rain flowing melodious like a symphony that accompanies the atmosphere of syahdu that afternoon.

Before long, Ila awakens from her attitude that looks at Ali. He immediately lowered his head, while Ali was still loyal to his gaze. It seems Ali never tired to linger staring hazel eyes framed glasses. Ali walked closer, until the distance between him and Ila was only about an inch. Their breaths were defeated by the wind and rain. But that did not take away the nervousness between the two of them. Especially Prilla. This was his first experience of being stared at so closely by men.

The quiet atmosphere of the streets because the afternoon was added with rain, making the atmosphere between them feel quiet for them even though the sound of rain spots colliding with asphalt and leaves still flowed so deafening ears.

"Prilla." lirih Ali called Prilla. Prilla who had been lowered even ventured to look at Ali. Staring at the black eyes that were now looking at him so deeply and tenderly.

Ali moved her body closer. He breathed out slowly. With such a close distance, Prilla could feel the mint scent of Ali's breath. Prilla was made very nervous, her breathing choked and stunned . With the position still looking at each other, Ali ventured..

" I love you" Ali said, but Prilla could still hear her.

Under the noise of the rain, Ali ventured to express his feelings. Let the clouds laugh at him or the streets will sneer at him.  The speech came out just like that, when he had gained confidence when he saw the twinkle in Prilla's eyes.

Prilla rounded her eyes. Prilla who heard that was really unexpected, not dislike. She really likes it. The tone of sincerity was so clearly heard by Ali. His blood vessels rippled violently hearing that remark. 

And those eyes, those jet-black eyes with their pliable lashes, showed a spot of sincerity. Highlight the eyes that made ila want to look at him for a long time.

  Ali bangtung saw the attitude of Ila who was silent and looked at him with an illegible exprey. "Did prilla not like it? Aren't they getting married soon?  Am I wrong? "the questions mirrored Ali's heart. 

"I'm sorry if I'm wrong" Ali said regretfully. Although actually in his heart says that it is not natural for a man to express his love?  Especially with the woman he will soon marry? Ali's heart murmured.

Prilla smiled in response to Ali's words. A second later, a gentle smile was created with the thin lips of Prilla.

  "mas, love is an act and a real proof.the writing and beautiful words are mere nonsense.adjainin to me after ijab qobul we later mas"reply ila with a gentle smile .  Ali who understood Prilla's answer nodded and smiled gently.

Yes, Prilla's right. Beautiful words and writings will only be a useless thing without any real action to prove love.

 The rain always holds memories. What just happened was a memory that will never be forgotten.  Then they continued their journey, which remained for another twenty meters. At least the cold air is not so felt by two souls who have just been warmed by the unexpected love before. More precisely Ali's love statement, but can make Prilla's heart warm.

  Ah the rain, you always make me silent stupefied. (author)