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trapped love playboy penitent (Islamic cibta story)

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Every time to this place, as usual must be crowded with other visitors. It never discourages you from visiting this page.

It is not shirk or anything, for every request must be rested upon Allah, the All-Mighty. Being able to teach near the tomb of a guardian is very reassuring.

I saw the khusyu' with prayers and chants of the divine. A place that is never quiet but peaceful.

Finished with the tahlil prayer I read. Rushing I tidied up the bag and turned around to get out of the maqbarah, but really my brain was difficult to understand what I was seeing in front, an out-of-the-box figure turned out to be in this place, with white kopyah and her checkered sarong. What an incredible sight. Though almost certainly every time he met this man on campus, he was famous for his slengean style and famous playboy stamp.

"Radit ... ?" I closed my mouth to scream.

"Eh, you, Sa. You used to come here, huh?" The young man stood up and followed my steps towards the line where the drinking water was.

While I just nodded, I answered his question.

"Ni, drink. Girl first." Radit held out a glass that he had filled with water, which immediately tangled and drank it.

"Thank you." I returned the empty glass to him.

Moments later, we were chatting near the mosque. Watching the people who pass by. I still smile every time I see this guy.

"Don't smile! Don't people need to know about this. Oia don't tell anyone, yeah!" door humps.

I'm snapped.

How could I possibly hold back the laughter with the weirdness I saw at this moment. On campus, this guy sitting next to me, always has a way of beating women, like a living dictionary when it comes to love. Sometimes he always prays friends who want to worship to the mosque, and again, the impression that he always displays.

"Who are you going home with? With me ta?" tanyanya.

"Gak ah, afraid that you will be the same as a playboy," I replied lightly.

"They are the same as me. Gini-gini still has lha, the good side in me. Anyway, there's no way I could have mengombalin you."

"Waw .. usually very good when it comes to combating." Lips snickered.

"Yes, but in front of you, I can't. I don't know, even though you're a girl, even what I'm talking about is hard to say." His voice was soft and low when he spoke.

"Eh .. seriously this. What do you want to say?"

"Entar is it. Let's take you home." Instantly he held my arm and pulled me to walk beside him.

He actually delivered right in front of the boarding house. Before it passed from the front, the man said, "Thank you, yes."

I don't even understand her thanks, when I should have said that. You can go home safely and for free.

***

The first lecture today started at nine o'clock exactly. Many friends have come. As usual, Radit was mobbed by his female fans. I just passed them and walked quickly to the classroom.

The next minute, the man was already walking right behind me.

"Just tell me, si, Sa."

"Fear to disturb."

"It is precisely your presence, disrupting my playboyish charm." He spoke while laughing.

"The weirdo."

The arrival of Mr. Lukman, immediately stopped our endless conversation.

"Hey, Sa, watch out for Radit's trap. He's, right, a land crocodile." Lani'-my friends-give me a warning.

Hopefully not. But since meeting him in the area of the market it really makes me think about him continue.

"Udah, ah. Seen Mr. Lukman ituloh."

Lani covered her mouth with her hand, while I only held back a laugh.

[Sa, I'll play at your boarding house in the afternoon, okay?]

A short message from Radit makes someone possible to hide the phone so as not to be caught Lani. It could be so bad if this girl knew.

Come to think of a point as well, Lani said earlier, I must also be careful with this one guy. Remembering his take record as a college playboy.

I sent him a reply. I don't want to be the subject of this guy's experiment.

[Being playing alone should have a reason? We are, right, a paper task group. Forgot yeah?]

[Yes, already. Just stop, yeah. But by 9 tit, you should be back. Rules at the cost]

[Ready, future wife]

Whatdoes thatmean?

[Do not fuck! I don't like anyone playing with feelings]

[Suuzan very si. See you tonight, yeah.]

I didn't get the last message from him. May I not be lulled into her seduction like the girl friends at this faculty.

The lecturer ended the class session when there were no more questions from students. Friends are pouring out. Today there is only one course, so many friends are busy with their respective affairs. Lani invites me to just go home, she wants to 'leyeh-leyeh' at the boarding house while enjoying the peek of Mang Upik behind campus.

***

After performing the Maghrib prayer, I continued by teaching while waiting for the isha' prayer'. Mother did give me advice so as not to forget 'nderes' even living in the city.

Curse the face after performing the prayer isya'. I was about to take a plate and a spoon to fill my stomach, when the cheek thing was chasing.

[I've been taken, Sa. Oia, bring a spoon and fork, yes, I bring fried noodles Mr. Gandul. Must like it, right?]

[Okay, I'm down for a minute]

How can I refuse a student's favorite noodle here. To buy it, sometimes have to queue before Maghrib, so ramenya visitors. Ah, this guy does have a lot of sense to please women.

"Where's the spoon and fork?" he was impatient after seeing my presence.

I put down the spoon and fork I brought.

"Cock just one spoonful of fork?" tanyanya.

"Lha, didn't tell me to ask for two" I replied.

"Good means it's a good fit to share our spoon."

Kurampas immediately fork and leave a spoon for him.

"Ni one, one, right." I smiled triumphantly.

Talking together while accompanied by noodles turned out to make us forget time. Unfeelably. There are plenty of girls close to him. He quickly adapted to all the talking.

At nine o'clock, the man finally came home, and promised to come back tomorrow.

Well, what else is this. Why am I happy with the promise he made. What's wrong with me?

Cling. A message came in. Radite? Didn't he just come home from here.

[Thank you, Sa, for dinner. The most beautiful dinner]

What a weird guy. But really I can't resist something that's crashing in my chest. Why do I like all his attention?

***

I opened a thick book, and followed one by one. Not to forget, I specialize in inhabiting this maqbarah.

In the meantime, I saw the man I was with. She was solemn' with her prayers, and I was so happy and calm to see her with the plaid sheath she was wearing right now.

An hour later, we met at a drinking fountain.

"Already, Sa," the man asked.

"Here you go."

I stepped up and held my arm to walk beside him. He's my priest now, the man I married three days ago. In this place for the first time, my ugly view of the playboy man changed. It was him, Radit and I were held captive by the love of the penitent playboy.

Finishes.

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