BY ALLAH
Twenty-four
Alisha looked at the woman sitting beside her like she was shocked
" does mbak lutfi know mas tomy, kok kayak surprised so"
lutfi was still a little shaky not to believe that the one in front of her was the legitimate wife of her ex-husband who she still loved so much and she hoped.
" uh, uh, no mbak, his name is like an artist, Tommy kurniawan hehhe" a smile forced to cover his heart.
" according to mbak lutfi I harua how mbak, take off mas tomy or defend it, if I choose to survive not me be a selfish woman ya mbak" eyes alisha glazed.
His heart is so sore he is sideways, he also does not want to be a selfish person, mas tomy has become his past, and the future of mas tomy is now in front of him, lutfi thought.
" give it up to Allah, if the soul mate also will not go where, let it flow like water, all will be beautiful in time" while stroking the shoulders of alisha.
" yes, ma'am really, thank you mbak, I feel calmer after chatting with mbak" alisha wiped her tears.
they continued to chat, no matter what the topic, but sometimes interspersed with giggling laughter.
I don't feel like it's almost afternoon
" sir alisha, it's almost afternoon, I say go home first yes" said lutfi.
" i also want to go home again, my husband will be back from the office" yes even though just yesterday eric died, tomy still has to go to the office, because the work is very piled up.
Eventually, they separated and went home.
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Evening changed the night, according to his promise, Lutfi will go to dinner with azzam.he was finished preparing after last he prayed Isya' first. Finally the one waiting came.
" assalamu" aleikum "
" wa'alaikum salam mas, "while opening the door and then closing and locking the door of his house
Lutfi dyed here and there
"mas, we're just the two of us, mas dery where" he asked innocently.
" he said he did not want to be a mosquito, then he did not want to come" whereas azzam himself who did not want to dery come, disturbing .
" but we are not muhrim, if only the two are afraid of being slandered" lutfi still doubtful.
" but will later arrive at the restaurant there will be many people dik" Azzam tried to convince.
" yes we have eaten chicken noodles in front of me" finally Iutfi decided.
" but the deck, not romantic de" but lutfi has already walked first towards the chicken noodles that are located not far from the lutfi house.
Azzam also followed lutfi, although a little disappointed but at the corner of his lips was a smile, a smile for his heart that still maintains his principles.
arriving at the chicken noodle stall, Lutfi immediately ordered not to forget his drink as well.
Azzam instantly took a seat in front of lutfi, while still grumbling
" hish, this isn't a romantic dinner"
"Aih, mas it's yes, still discussed" reddened his lips, azzam made him gales look funny face lutfi.
"mas, can you ask me something?" while waiting for the chicken noodle order to come.
" can, want to ask what" put on a serious pretentious face.
For a split second, Lutfi ventured to stare at azzam, even though it was not actually obtained.
lutfi was determined to make this decision, bismillah hirohman nirrohim
" mm, what's the offer of mas, which ngajak adak marriage is still valid mas?"
deg
azzam's heart seemed to stop for a moment, is it true what he just heard earlier, is this just a dream????
seriated
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