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Long time no hear from him, about 2 weeks less. Laiqa gave Azqila a great surprise. Laiqa will marry Syamil. Azqila stared at the eyes of the newspaper in front of her. Something is awkward.
" Why so soon..?"
Laiqa smiled flatly. His head then lowered.
" I'm sure that love can be grown" said Laiqa.
"Because it corresponds to what the anti needs? but, ana noticed there was something strange about the current anti aura."
"All right, I'm sorry, but please come.."
Azqila shook her head - in disbelief.
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Two families have gathered. Shamil el Fath who came from a large family had been sitting in front of the penghulu with after a white coat and a batik cloth coiled around his waist.
He looked elegant and was destined to be like that.
His glasses added a majestic sage aura and a thick fatherly aura.
The arsy of God trembled as he spoke in one breath steadily. Free of barriers followed by legitimate voice calls from various lines. The marriage contract was held solemnly even online, because Laiqa's father was far away there.
The angel came down, filling the space of his heart. Water the flowers, and escort them to a sea of sweet and refreshing ice cream. To enjoy all that happiness in its entirety, and without fear again when looking at her face. He looked at the foreign affairs who is now his wife. Down in shame, with a smile that embraces his whole soul melted together . But after that, the longer he looked, those eyes, that were dark black or indeed his wife's mind was not here. A smile that seemed to be accompanied by a blank look.
He held the delicate hand slowly as the wife was signing the letter. No nervous response, just plain bland.
What he felt, there was something that the man was thinking, and it looked so heavy that it was not clear what glass was in his gaze. Toughened glass, or blue sandwiches.