Bismillah Love

my brother's fiancee

This afternoon Syafeera was home. Father is a father figure who is quite hard and strict with his children.Surely his children no one dares to rebel, although sometimes Syafeera likes to argue, and not to be confused, but at the end of the day he will still lose.

"where are you going...??" ask Mommy

"you want to play Bun volleyball..."

"where's your hijab??"

"this is Bun.." while showing the hijab that she was holding "afterwards in wear" she continued

Mother can only shake

"Yes..can not wear tights anymore, your aura is clearly emblazoned"

Syafeera uses training pants, only it is quite tight.

"wait for guidance" he replied while kissing the hand of the Mother, and preparing to go to the volleyball court

"Astagfirulah..."

Syafeera simply replied with her sweet smile

"be careful.before the magrib should be at home"

"ready..."

"waallaikumusallam." said Mother who saw the princess out of the house tampa say hello.

"Assalamualaikum Bun.maaf forgot" he shouted.

That's how Syafeera, achiever, beautiful, just hard and likes to rebel, maybe the hard nature of the father of the time yes, in contrast to Qanita, meek like Mother.

"Where is Bun??" ask Qanita

"main Volleyball said"

"Dad...??"

"still in the shop..."

They were not born to a family with a wealth, but quite established, Dad has a daily shop business, and Mommy has a small cake shop. Not fancy but enough.

"Bun... Has it been a bit strange lately, hasn't it??"

"weird why?? that's it, you're that"

"usually the most excited if invited together or playing together with Qanita and mas Yusuf. this is always nolak. usually even ask to pick up the same mas Yusuf"

"Yes, maybe you're more guarded about your feelings, you're already fiancee, you'll get jealous again"

"yes no Bun, the time of jealousy is as good as its own"

"let me him as long as I don't mess around, husnudzon"

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Syafeera has taken a swing to smash the ball into the opponent's net. Syafeera is not only intelligent in the subjects, but the exkul was quite proficient, even very reliable.

Pass each other, really good teamwork.and this match is common if Syafeera team is the winner.

Sitting in the field, taking a sip of his drink, Which other pleasure do you deny Syafeera,?? beautiful, 165cm tall, white skin, plump eyes with a nose quite pointed, already like a Korean artist, but Indonesia has..😄

It is undeniable that many male school friends put their hearts, but remember the message of the father

"don't try anything, let alone dating, if you don't want to drop out of school"

it's too inner, but Syafeera can't resist, it's an absolute requirement if you want to continue school.

While being cool chatting with his volinya team, suddenly someone called

"Yes..."

Syafeera looked over, Yusuf said

"males. justin"

"Yes.." Now Joseph was in front of Syafeera's entourage.

"what...??" tanyanya lazy

"his syafeera loan gold first yes" while pulling Syafeera's hand

Syafeera who was pulled was trying to escape, but unfortunately unable, Joseph's grasp is quite strong

"SAKIIT.." jolted Syafeera and made Joseph let go of his grasp after they were far enough away from Syafeera's friends

"you why the hell is it weird to be.. always dodging??"

"So busy preparing for the scholarship"

"the evidence is not busy, but keep avoiding!!"

"this guy yeah. already has a fiancee too"in Syafeera.

"Do you like Qanita??"

"mom you realize that much??" while smiling obliquely "mas. like it or not, it's none of your business.it's your feelings"

"but you've been weird since I laid eyes on Qanita"

"mas consciously.mas it was already fiancee, keep the feelings of the couple, not even take care of the feelings of other women, mas it's my sister's fiancee" with a high tone and with a sharp gaze "I'm ok.. and very Ok" while passing away leaving Joseph

Yusuf is not one or two years to know Syafeera, his attitude that likes to explode is common, but this time it is different, like there is a syafeera hidden.

"Udah...??" ask Fitri when Syafeera has rejoined

"nothing important..."

"behind yok. it was afternoon" said one of the team's friends

"come on." replied the others, They headed their respective vehicles, there is also a walk that happens to be a house close to the location of the field.

The night passed, the Syafeera family was already in the dining room, taking the rice and side dishes available, the mother who cooked by herself, because they had no helpers, all worked together

"Yes. tomorrow Temenin teteh fittings of wedding clothes yes.."

"What a discussion that makes the appetite disappear" inner Syafeera

"can't, I have tutoring"

"les what??" ask Dad

"Yes in the top 20 for the Well scholarship....I want to pursue it." answered him while scooping the rice on the plate into his mouth.

"kok I just said..??" ask Dad again

"just given this morning his form well.." answered him and sipped the water to drink the sign finished his meal "Sya go up first yes, want to learn" his saying as it passed

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