"Yuki!!!"
Yuda jolted awake, his whole body was flooded with sweat. Likewise his face.
"Oh my God, why can I dream of Miss Yuki? Hhhhh, but thank God it was just a dream." Yuda rubbed his face with his palms.
He looked at the clock on the wall, 02.47 AM.
He looked at Ajeng who was sleeping beside him.
Slowly, Yuda shuffled down from the bed, he didn't want to make Ajeng wake up.
Yuda out of the room, he went into the bathroom. Taking the ablution water, he wanted to pour out his restlessness on the Almighty.
Yuda was still sitting on his prayer mat, his palms were looking up.
"Dear Allah.
Only you know best what I feel right now. Because you are the owner of my body and soul. If this feeling of anxiety is not suitable for me, I beg you to immediately get rid of this feeling from m
