At Dusk in a Small Town

Episode 57 Proves Love

Prove Love 💗

Sometimes hard times are a blessing

covert. We must suffer, indeed,

But in the end it makes us strong,

better and wiser.

"When it's hard to lean on the power of prayer,

And stay patient. All of that can make it strong."

The motor continues to drive the two people who are each other

holding that longing no matter what the punishment is

what they will receive from ustad if until he knows their relationship is still intertwined between the two.

Ustad thought distance would erase all flavors.

He never realized.

God has reunited the two.

Dhea who was originally shy is now not shy to hug the waist of the person she missed

every dusk.

The motor stopped and parked.

Both of them continue walking around the park.

Like the holidays of the past.

They join hands, as if they were

don't want to be separated again...

Whether it is by time, distance, or space.

Both are tired of walking.

Anajib invited Dhea to sit on a park bench.

"Now the sitting positions face each other."

Anajib continued to look Dhea in the eye, speechless.

Dhea felt that there was something that wanted a wide laugh

convey.

Now Dhea asked.

"Mas.., what's the matter..??

Did you ask for help to convey something..?

"No dhe, I didn't know I was seeing you."

Thank God I thought there was nothing with my mom.

Honestly, Dhea was very happy with the presence of people who missed.

The dhe...

I came for you on purpose.

Not because my mom asked me to.

Why do you keep looking at me..?

Dhea began to feel embarrassed by such a close look.

now that hand is grabbing Dhea's chin.

And those lips almost stuck..

Dhea closed her eyes.

A wide laughter was warm on his face.

I want you to prove your love to me.

I want it now.

Please answer honestly..!!

WILL YOU MARRY ME..,?

Dhea opened her eyes.

Dhea could not answer him.

Because the lips are already in the power of the people

which he loved.

There was nothing Dhea could do but reply to the moves that Anajib gave.

The kiss is deep.

Dhea felt the movement getting more mischievous.

Instantly a wide laugh was released .

I don't know how many times the lips have been hurt.

By Dhea's bite, but he's never deterred.

"Wahhh parahhh you are...!

I'm sorry, Dhea said as she cleaned the blood on the lips of a wide laugh.

why are you so happy to put a scar on my lips..? Wait for my revenge later.

Dhea stay away from him.

Najib saw that Dhea's face was starting to get scared.

Sorry if you asked for proof of my love.

I have to do that.., I...,

I can't.!

Dhea began to stammer.

Doing thatu... WHAT..?

The voice is rising, I just need you to answer .. "YES OR NO..!

My time is not long, you want me to continue S2 in Cairo.

DEG.

What mas..?? Tanya Dhea started to tear up.

That's why I want to be with you always.

Before he sent me away from you.

What if he doesn't approve of us.?

He does not approve of us.!

I'm asking lek to get us married.

And I'll pick you up after I get an answer from you.

Dhea never thought .

And never dared to dream of being able to have it even though he loved her so much.

Finally Dhea nodded her head in agreement.

Please forgive Dhea Ustad.

Because I realize this I can't avoid.

As soon as it started, Anajib took Dhea home and the bike went at high speed, and the bike stopped right

Adzan magrib.

Najib hunts with time, after greeting

He took a shower with lightning.

The count of minutes he was neatly sheathed and in a koko shirt.

Walahhh... You are a shower or just absent in the bathroom.?

Cepet tenan bath, said mr. le wonder.

And Anajib stepped into the mosque ponpes sebrang leknya sir's house.

In her room Dhea prayed by herself.

because he can't move fast like Anajib.

After the prayer Dhea sat down limp.

Now he reads a love letter from God.

Anajib's letters he left were still arranged on his bed.

Najai Dhea's voice faintly sounded from outside. The hand that was about to knock on the door

he also broke.

Finally without saying goodbye the owner of that handsome face.

Turning on the motorbike looks like a mother lek and lek sir escorted her to the gate.

Egati lhoo mas...!

Najib locked his helmet and nodded .

The motor speed of the owner of love Dhea continues to split the highway.

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Get here first brother..

Thanks to all who have been pleased

stop by at dusk in a small town.

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