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My midwife.
Assalamualaikum ran, for your help I was grateful.
When Amran finished his bath he heard the sound of his phone and instantly a smile spread across his lips.
Buddy
Don't worry, I don't like women to be treated that way.
My midwife
I still owe you hehe...
Buddy
What is indebted, if indeed the intention to help should be sincere.
My midwife
You're right, tomorrow afternoon there is a study if you want to help me, tomorrow afternoon uncle is having interest in his workplace.
Buddy
InsyaAlloh just pray that I can, hopefully,
My midwife
Amiin, I'm sorry to bother you
Buddy
No need to bother hehe..
My midwife
Really I feel bad😄
Buddy
Hey who am I, just plain😎
My midwife
Okay I'll try
Buddy
It feels familiar if we always like this😂
My midwife
Where can, out there especially face to face I have to keep myself from men.
Buddy
I remember our childhood you once said I could pinch you as much but when I was big not😂
My midwife
Haha..I'm ashamed😣.
Buddy
You used to be adorable now it's getting pretty.
Deg
Asma blushed again and she hit the pillow with her red face while Amran felt wrong giving the reply.10 minutes later.
"It is because of your carelessness that he no longer wants to retaliate." said Amran.
My midwife
It's been the night I slept, Assadamaluaikum
Buddy
Material:)
Now Asma hugged her roll and covered her whole face in shame, but there was no one here.
Chequelek
"Asma are you asleep?" ask Latifah.
"Sister, why not?" asma looked at her brother.
"What red face are you on?" tanya Latifah was worried.
"Ah, no." Asthma immediately avoids her brother's sight.
Latifah smiled amusedly.
"You like someone." - Goda Latifah.
"What the hell, brother!" asma looked the other way.
"Hehe, I don't know why you've been ngalamin too and you can't lie to your sister" said Latifah make Asma embarrassed.
"Yes, sister, I think Asma again likes it." said Asma with shame.
"He's a good young man, sholehah always keep Asma eumm...kak never brother ngerasain degdegan in front of guys?" ask Asma curious.
"The same guy that you like." Instantly the asthma flushed back.
"The worry, if you have children will be like you" said Latifah pinching Asma.
"Aren't you aware there's Asma's nephew?" Latifah immediately nodded.
"Who is that man, who is that man?" tanya Latifah is curious.
"And Asthma..."
"Don't talk later tell your uncle and aunt you're dating!" latifah.
"No Asma did not dare, Iya deh Asma know his name Amran Alfian" said Asma blushed embarrassed.
Latifah was also pleased and asked for a portrait of his face, karna happened to contact Amran his picture Latifah became increasingly liked.
"You go ahead with your sister directly blessing without you asking." Latifah's speech made Asma even more embarrassed.
"Sister...."
"Yes sorry you didn't mean to just hope." goda Latifah immediately Asma entered the blanket because his face must have been red.
Latifah just laughed because of her sister's nature and kissed her head before leaving.
"Good night my sister." said Latifah and left.
Asma's sister is already happy if the sister always pay attention to Asthma like this it feels like the role of the mother has been replaced by the sister and the role of Father is the brother Sayyid_batin Asma.
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The tomorrow....
"Wihh yesterday we won the heart of Asthma not after fighting life?" arfan Goda.
Amran immediately snapped at his friend's head.
"By the way it's guarded, don't talk!" amran was upset.
"Haha.but we are all happy if you can deket the same Asma, she is a good girl and not wrong if you can side by side with the prospective ustadz." said Lukman.
"Ustadz candidates are better suited to you, deh man, your role will be Professor Bald Lukman." Canda Ali and her lips pulled by Amran.
"Brain your eyes he was handsome like an Arab artist" said Arfan made Lukman shake his head while Ali saw his lips scared jontor.
"But really the call of ustadz is more suitable for you who are very steeped in religion in the simplicity of Ya Ustadz Lukman." amran's temptation makes Lukman smile thinly.
"Thank you for the flattery." Ali was just staring annoyed at why when he flattered him Lukman was not grateful.
Asma is now walking on the sidewalk as she is about to head to the gate a group of delinquents tease her and is about to remove her hijab.
"Hey, you're being rude, you're brave with girls!" The man beat him brutally because he was so angry.
After the weak hordes of bad boys went away with fear.
"Are you okay?" the first time he looked directly at the man was smiling happily.
"It's okay brother thanks for the help" said Asma.
"Yes, you know me your upperclassman my name is Fatir Al Gufran call as you like, you must be Asma right?" asked the man to shake hands.
Asma also shook hands far and lowered his head, Fatir also kept his hands embarrassed and scratched his nape that did not itch.
"Why does my sister know?" ask Asma.
"I'm a big admirer of you." Fatir left after saying that and now Asma was very shocked after hearing Fatir's words.
"J.so he's been haunting me with a piece of paper all along?" Asthma was so shocked that she could no longer say it felt like the world was silent.
In class.
"You're still angry la, are you Asthma?" ask Najla.
"I'm not angry, all we've been old friends while what Marsella, he's a new friend but he himself believes more Sela" said Aqila upset.
"Woy you guys huddle what, you know not yesterday Amran great can defeat Bondan." said Arfan makes Najla and Aqila feel curious.
"Well, how are they going to fight?" ask Najla curiously.
"Enter the latest update Amran story if not to subscribe to ArfanQutampan's channel." Instantly Aqila was nauseous hearing him Lukman himself was a typical calm guy who did not want to deal with such a thing.
"This is not your Chanel, this Chanel author has continued!" aqila was curious.
"So yesterday home Amran loam Asma teased Bondan end it was Bondan nantang Amran who lost had to stay away from Asma and ended up my great friend won, the story is not exciting" said Arfan, Arfan,Aqila was shocked.
"Inting Asma, if I watched yesterday it must be more exciting" said Aqila enthusiastically.
Najla was silent.
Why do I feel envious when Amran treats Asthma like that_the inner Najla.
"And again, Asma herself mengelapin keriet Amran wah if I am in the position of Amran and the girl I like must be happy" said Arfan staring Aqila fixed.
Enough I don't want to listen to the continuation of it feels why it hurts to hear it, what's wrong with me_inner Najla.
Seriate....