BY ALLAH
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••sometimes we have to be willing to lose something that we consider valuable because maybe GOD has prepared something more special 'More ••
adzan magrib reverberated, a call for Muslims to immediately fulfill his obligation, his time met with his creator. Tomy also realized from his daydream, rushed to take ablution continue to wear sarong and peci. His shaky steps he took to the mosque near his house. Tomy who has now become a devout religion is far different from Tomy who a few years ago before meeting his wife.
After returning home from the mosque, he dropped himself on the bed, for a moment he remembered the incident earlier in the afternoon
flash back on
"honey thank you for being my wife, I am very lucky to get a wife like you. thanks beautiful" said Tomy while sitting in front of the guests, connect the guests again on this occasion
make newlyweds chat 😗
"gombal ih mas, no talent know you mas, hhhhh" lutfi laughed lightly mocked her husband.
"deck"
"hem, y mas" then looked at her husband's face.
"i want to have a baby y, because I want to have a lot of children, baby" in the towel his wife's chin gently.
"hhh, if you want to directly have a dedek mah I okay aja mas, all will depend on God to love him, if the affairs of many mah 1 aja ngborninnya already sick " lutfi replied somewhat shudderingly recalling her temen story that struggled during childbirth .
"iya tau mas if it hurts, but mas want her to have 10 children, hahah" laughs complacently teasing the lutfi now
it was legal to be his wife.
"idih mas ih, 10 emang want to make a football club what" while pinching her husband's waist "feel huh"
"hhhhhhhh dear" then they laughed together
flash back off
Tomy smiled a little considering the face of his wife last afternoon, but the smile was immediately replaced with a grim face. 'how I get that much money' his inner self, but all he had left to the creator. after praying Isya' passed for a second his eyes did not want to be closed even though his body was very tired.
after leaving Tomy's house, there was no talk in the car. At times Axxam glanced at the woman next to him who was still wearing a wedding dress, sweet that was on his mind, indeed his skin was not white, white, but still attract people to always look at him. Involved in the tears on the woman's cheek, and now it is very clear that she is holding back her tears from coming out again.'let's say you are not her wife, I must have fallen in love with you, but I had to make my suaminu suffer by losing the person she loved, I could have killed her long ago, but I want to look at his whole life to mourn his miserable fate, Azzam's inner self.
The car drove to bring them to a large house, (y imagine aja readear kayak palace gotu😄)
after the car stops, in front of the house there is already a middle-aged seoarang art call it bi siti.
"Bi, take this woman to the guest room, get her aisyah clothes for her, oya mother is still at uncle jan bi's house" Azzam said gently to bi siti, lutfi who had just been staring behind him, could not believe what he had just seen. 180 degrees who had been furious was a terrible rage now became a gentle person.
"still den, said his mother is still 1 week there, I excuse him den, monggo non follow aunt" said bi siti while holding lutfi's hand, with a look of wonder why this woman wore a wedding dress, but she did not dare to ask and chose to do what her employer told her to do.
arriving in front of a room bi siti told lutfi to clean himself and he will soon deliver clothes for the sweet woman.
In another room Azzam was sitting on the sofa remembering his past, when a spoiled girl was spoiled with him, hugged him, held him, talked a lot and always smiled sweetly at him. "hum aisyah, he said, I miss you"
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what is lutfi's fate?
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