
For the love of the owner of that near-perfect face.
Must be willing to bear any punishment
awaited already.
All actions have consequences.
The heartbeat continues to race when the step to meet the father in the middle room is getting closer. One more step and looks authoritative face it seems to hold his anger.
"SIT.!" His order.
Anajib sat down in front of his father.
Then he stood up and walked over to Anajib. The hand again grabbed the chin
that's. "Explain to me this means WHAT.?"
That sound sounds "RARE."
Anajib remained silent.
He wants his mouth to tell him his love story.
Want Anajib to deliver happy news about his wife's pregnancy. But the tongue is incapable of speech. Not he did not dare, which flashed the safety of his wife's womb.
Not willing to Anajib if Dhea helped bear the anger of his father. His heart rages on what answers he should give to his father.
AND PLAQUE PLAQUE PLAQUE.
He has not yet given an answer.
The slap had already landed on that handsome face. There was a pain in his lips.
But not as pure as his heart.
"BIKIN SHY OLD MAN.!"
If it comes down to KASTA because of your actions.
"Less how long did you go down.?"
I think six years in the cabin is enough
to give you science mas.!"
Snapped the father while landing his slap again "PLAKKK.!"
The mother who had just listened to the anger of the father from the kitchen.
Now the mother went along and asked the father not to be too hard on Anajib.
"That's it sir.!"
We talk about it carefully said the mother while helping to clean the blood from the lips that broke due to the anger of the oustad.
"See what your son is doing, ma'am..!"
Said the father while lifting the chin.
Mom's eyes widened.
AND.
"Astagfirullah mas.., what have you done..?"
Shouted mom annoyed.
"That's your result."Out there, um.?"
You know, you can do it, but with someone who is halal for you.!"
Long-term mom gave her advice.
Now Anajib has his heart set.
This might be a good time to tell
his status. The lips almost said, but at that moment the mother left.
But, my mother did not hear.
And the ustad never messed with his words. Now he is busy contacting his colleagues who live and teach in Egypt.
Ustad Sanusi is ready to take care of all the needs of Anajib there.
The visa was long in print.
And plane tickets to Cairo have been from a week in the message of the ustad.
The chest of the ustad was already full of anger.
He felt his trust given to Anajib had been betrayed.
Anger he cannot control
when the CASTE was tarnished.
It has become the decision of the oustad tomorrow is the schedule of Anajib flying to Cairo.
**
Maybe because of her condition. Dhea was often tired.
But he still has to go to work.
"If you knew, I'd like to be honest my heart is always with you."
I don't know if the feeling of wanting to be spoiled may be innate
my baby alone, whispered Dhea comforted her heart.
His footsteps continued walking until the voice stopped his steps.
"Mr Dhea." Call mom Euis.
"Yaa ma'am, replied Dhea while turning over.
"Mba knows not yet about Najib.?"
Euis's fishing line to Dhea.
"About what mom..?"
Ask Dhea curious.
"Bend Najib....
That sentence is not finished.
Suddenly Bilqis' voice cried out to Dhea.
"Dheeee...., Ayooo game.!"
Because I was waiting for Bilqis.
The conversation with Euis ended.
"Sorry mom Dhea went to work first."
"Assalamualaik."
"Getishalam."
Ma'am Dhea, do you know.?"
Tomorrow is the day your soulmate will fly away.
Said Bu Euis in heart.
There's a sense to see the story of his father with Dhea.
**
May your love find its way.