The Secret of Kania's Love (Alzhaimer the Savior)
Tacin Edition

If there is a word that represents the current feelings of Kania, then that is what will be said so that his heart will be calm in all doubts about the feelings of love and affection towards Danang.

Tonight is a full moon, interrupted doing the task of his presence he opened the window of the room, seen by him the moon shines brightly, and,

"Oh moon, can you tell me what my lover is there? "

His hands were cupped to his face as his eyes looked up, not feeling tears streaming down his cheeks.

It is so hard to maintain love.

Kania had stopped his daydream by closing the window of his room, the time had already shown at 11:00 p.m.

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"Kring - cring - cring"

The phone that was next to Kania's bag rang out, not baring any more Kania directly grabbed it, there was a hidden hope from the person who contacted her.

"Hello... "

"Assynolt...."

From that direction came the voice of a woman with the characteristic voice of a middle-aged woman.

"Kania, this is Umi Sarah, Umi is still in Indonesia, are you busy not if Umi asks for help? "

Kania was stunned by his expectations that were not conveyed, apparently the one who called was someone else, not the person he had been expecting.

"Yes.yeah Umi, can, can. "

Kania undertakes the request of a person who is very meritorious as long as he is in this country.

"What help Umi? "

From that direction came a voice describing the happy nuance, as his request was granted.

"Please clean the house umi help Lala, tomorrow Lala. come to Umi's house. "

Kania confirms Umi Sarah's request.

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"Kania, we share a task yes..! "

Lala began to take over the leadership of some of her budding houses.

"I'm the back room, you're the living room! "

Kania just showed her thumb, then took the broom she had propped up behind the main room door.

Kania deftly clean the floor that has started to get a lot of dust, because approximately two weeks this host traveled to his wife's home country.

The guest room of this house is quite spacious, not to mention the floor that uses a lot of thick and smooth carpets, also buffets with beautiful ceramics also need to be cleaned.

Feeling tired as well and sweat pouring from Kania's forehead.

"Kania, when we're done we clean the kitchen too! "

Lala spoke as she passed from before Kania, to climb the stairs towards the upper room.

Kania has cleaned the living room, he went to the car garage room. Seen around him, it is different if the house is left behind by its inhabitants. It is usually not this dirty if he visits here.

Suddenly a car came into the yard, apparently an airport taxi. Deg, Kania's heart is pounding, lest Irfan comes.

Kania peeked out from behind the garage fence, saw a handsome young man in a white shirt heading to this house, precisely the front porch of the living room.

"Why did Irfan come to Egypt, not that he had not finished his studies? "

The whisper of Kania in the heart.

Fortunately during the cleaning of the house, his faithful little bag was not separated from his back. Kania went out before Irfan knew he was in this house.

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"Teeet-teeet-teeet," the doorbell of Sheikh Husein reads, The old guest stood in front of this large house.

It was rang again by the guest, finally out also who opened the door.

" Irfaan..!! "

"Well, come back again, just three months back from America?"

With his thick Arabic accent the girl asked, without thinking about the tiredness of people who had just come from far away.

There was no reply from the young man, he directly barged inside.

"Irfan!!.lak.. "

lak-lak, that means don't-don't just barge in.

The young man was confused, why not go straight inside. Then he stopped his steps.

The girl gestured for the young man to sit down first in the chair, he was about to surprise.

"Undzur huna Irfan!", meaning wait here.

Then the girl went to the garage room, looking for someone. The young man was impatient with the surprise to be given, then he followed from behind.

"Aena.. Lala.. ma... man? "

It means where something is being sought, what is being sought, who is looking for.

Shamefully the girl bluntly explained who she was looking for.

"Anta ta'lam, man huna fii saa'h almaadhii?"

It means you know who was here a while ago.

The young man was curious, then asked, "man Lala," who was Lala he said.

The girl who turned out to be Lala ran to the back, towards the dining room.

Once inside, he searched his bag looking for a cell phone to contact someone.

Irfan did not care anymore, he just said, "not clear" in Arabic while heading to his room.

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Kania kept her bag on the study table, sat down for a while and took a towel to clean her body.

After a while...

"Tok - tok-tok," the door of the room was knocking, Kania moved from her seat while combing her wet hair.

"Eh, Bik Surti, what's wrong? " asked Kania kindly, Bik Surti did not say much he just smiled, while giving a white plastic package, it seems like something special.

Because of its unique shape, Kania immediately opened it. It turns out it was a book.

Who gives the gift of books yes, he whispered in his heart. Kania suspects that this book is misaddressed, because he does not feel like buying or buying books from others.

Kania continued her hair care activities.

"A new tomorrow I want to find out who the original owner of this book is. "he whispered in his heart.

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The most difficult but well-liked lesson of Kania is "Mubalaghoh", this lesson is part of the science of Arabic literature.

The exact seven o'clock Mudaris has come, today should be a group presentation.

Kania prepared herself for this day from a few days ago, she did not want to disappoint herself or others, if she could not express her opinion, she said, indeed, the recognition of Arabic for presentation is more difficult than for everyday conversation or language.

It turned out that Lala arrived late, had been reprimanded by Mudaris, but then welcome to enter and sit with their respective groups.

Lala's group with Kania was different but still close together, Lala suddenly asked in a whisper, "Kania, Kania! "

Kania was looking the other way, he did not even know when Lala entered and rebuked Mudaris, he focused on the concept he was writing.

"Kania, yesterday I went to your boarding house and gave me a gift from Irfan, where did you go, I gave it to Bik Surti, it has not been opened yet? "

"What's? "

Kania even did not connect with Lala, he was busy making a presentation concept with his group.

"Eh Kania, it will be later. "

Finally Lala stopped her whispers with Kania, she began to see the presentation material with her friends.