CEO Held And Princess Nobles

Disappointment

The departure of the young lady, made Arfan increasingly anxious about his application against the Ustadzah Maira. He walked back and forth, trying to figure out a way that the young lady could succumb to his ego.

The idea never arrived, the Maghrib prayer time came.

Allaahu Akbar, Allaahu Akbar ...

Sayup-sayup heard the sound of Adhan by Arfan. He immediately rushed into the boutique. Because the Maghrib was not long, Arfan could no longer go to the mosque.

When he got inside, he asked some people who were passing by.

"Mas, just ask. Here, the room for prayer ... where, yes?" ask a guy who wears a hat.

"Oh, I'm walking straight from here. Later, turn left. Well, there will be a directional sign. I just read, where next is the room for prayer." he explained at length to Arfan.

"Oh, that. Thank you very much, Mum!"

"Together, Mas" the man told Arfan.

"The message does not want to .. all prayer?" ask Arfan.

"Mas, I pray, please!" he said while grinning the horse.

"Oh, that's .. okay, thanks again, Mom!" said Arfan who was astonished to see the mas who just grinned at him.

Arfan took his foot steps again. As it turns out, there is a prayer room there.

"Any, what, they are on the ignore yes to perform prayer? Am I the only one who hasn't prayed or what?" said Arfan who felt there were not many people in the worship room. Then, he immediately ablaze and perform Maghrib prayers there.

"Allahu Akbar ..." Arfan performed his own Maghrib prayer in that place.

...*****...

"Fay, it's time to pray! Come on, pray with us!" take Hasna who is already standing to leave.

While Fayra, the girl is still engrossed in playing with her smart phone.

"Buehhh ... Fay ...! Come ...!" invite Hasna once again who looks a bit frustrated.

"You pray, go first. Ntar, I will follow," he said casually like on the beach.

"When?"

"Yes, still an effort, anyway to follow. Yes ... do not know when," he replied cuek duck.

"Astaghfirullah ...! Yeah, had. Hopefully, you'll find some guidance soon, yeah!"

"Amijn ...!" said Fayra teras.

Fayra cannot do prayer at this time. Coincidentally, he was indeed coming by the moon. Actually, she is not a woman who likes to worship. Only at times did he pray. He said that prayer depends on feelings. If the mood is salat. If not in the mood, do not pray.

...*****...

Hasna who was already in the worship room, he also saw the figure of Arfan there. The more he was amazed at that handsome young man. Because, rarely did he meet a male figure like Arfan this.

"Masha Allah ..." praise Hasna when she sees Arfan performing the prayer. Indeed, the prayer room was designed quite large. So, the shaf between a man and a woman is divided into two. However, the cloth is not too high. Hasna's eyes could see Arfan there.

Hurriedly Hasna took ablution water and then, performed the prayer also in the room.

Arfan finished praying first, he also intended to find his master the young lady who demanded it a lot.

Arfan walked along every inch of the room that was there. The boutique room is divided into two floors. Now, Arfan is downstairs. Fayra was on the top floor.

Confused!

Arfan was so dizzy looking for Fayra, he had already wondered at all the crew members and the others. None of them saw Fayra.

"Duh ... where are you Miss Fayra? I was in a hurry, he didn't even meet me." said an upset Arfan, ruffling his hair ruffled.

Seeing the confused Arfan, Hasna approached Arfan.

"Big, Arfan! Find Fayra, will you?"

"Eh, Miss Hasna. Yes, Ma. I haven't seen him before" said Arfan.

"Oh, he's in my room upstairs, Mas. Would you like to go there with me?"

"Yes, you can, ma'am. With pleasure,"

"Yeah!"

They walked upstairs to Hasna's room. When he got there, a sight appeared that made Arfan and Hasna flinch for a moment.

Fayra's small body, which was still wrapped in a white wedding dress, was asleep with a position sitting on the sofa there.

Netra Arfan glazed over, as he looked at the sleeping position of his young lady. And her heart did not escape to say, "Yes, Allah .. It seemed that Miss Fayra looked very exhausted. I really feel sorry for him. Apparently, when he fell asleep like that, it made me unable to bear to scold him. Although, I desperately try to be angry about his attitude. But, still I can't. Ah ... what happened to the heart of the servant yes, Allah ...?! Why be hesitant, like?!" arfan's mind felt crumbled because it was difficult to understand his own heart.

Silent!

After the silence disappeared, Arfan took action.

"Mak Hasna ...?"

"Yes, Mum? Why?"

"May, I ask you a favor, Ma'am?"

"Byeah, Mas. Say it!"

"My company came to the parking lot as a witness to what I was going to do in a moment," said Arfan who made Hasna frown.

"I mean, Mas ... What, huh?"

Without saying anything else, Arfan gallantly carried the slender body of his young miss into his arms.

"Mas, sure you want to do it?"

"Yes, Mother. There's no more time. Go, Ma!"

"Yeah, Mas ...." Hasna followed Arfan's orders.

Arfan rushes out his legs that are beginning to tremble, actually. But, there was a warm feeling in his heart at this moment. Moreover, when Fayra Hasna's hand was wrapped around the nape of Arfan's neck the handsome young man.

The scene was really like they were a real married couple. Hasna prayed in her little heart for her best friend. The prayer he offered with sincerity.

Along the way to the parking lot, Arfan's feelings are increasingly hesitant to continue relations with Maira's ustadzah. He could only be a lot of privileged right now in his heart.

Finally, they arrived at the parking lot. Do not forget Arfan thanks Hasna who is willing to accompany him and Fayra who is still a henchman in Arfan's warm embrace.

Arfan was still standing in the doorway of the car, before then putting Fayra in it.

"That's a lot, Ma'am!" he said he then put Fayra in the car, so that the young lady could fall asleep more comfortably.

Arfan closed the back door. He sat in front and started wearing his seatbelt. They left Hasna's boutique.

As for Hasna, she could only smile happily. He increasingly wants to see Fayra actually marry Arfan later.

...*****...

Adiwangsa Maheswara Residence ...

When arriving at the magnificent house that impressed luxurious. Arfan did the same thing back at Hasna's boutique. He again carried the slender body of the young lady, to be brought into the house.

When Arfan was about to take action, Fayra began to deliriously.

"Emmm ... Arphan ... Fan ... I ... emmm ...," Fayra's raving is unresolved. In fact, Arfan waited with a face full of hope.

Will all those questions have an answer?

Will it, all that feels avenged?

Will Fayra open the door of her heart to feel the presence of an Arfan?

It is still a mystery that cannot be explained and confirmed!

For there is a hand of the Most Sturdy who is making a decision. Decision for the future, a bar-bar girl named Fayra Maheswara and Arfan Alhusayn.

Then, Arfan resumed his intention. When Arfan arrived, he carried Fayra to the door. He rang the doorbell quietly.

Tong ... Tong ...

The door opened and the one who opened it was Hazna.

Surprised!

Be shocked!

Sure is!

"Arfan, Fayra ... you guys?!" said Hazna who was still confused, when she saw the appearance of Arfan and Fayra who were still wearing a white wedding dress earlier.

"The whole story, Mom. Later, I will explain to Mom," said Arfan who had started to feel sore all over the body.

"Ah, yes-yes .. Come on, come on in!" Hazna closes the door and hurriedly asks Arfan to take Fayra to her room upstairs.

...*****...

In the room Fayra ...

"Thank you a lot, Fan. You must be overwhelmed by the attitude of this mother child. Ah, he does like to make trouble. Did he trouble you so much today, Son Arfan?"

"Actually, yes ... Ma'am. But, .. It's okay! I sincerely do it." said Arfan in his inexpressible silence.

"Ah, no, no, ma'am .. I'm sorry to go home. Is it possible, Mom? You see, I still have needs," pinta Arfan with a clear look emblazoned.

"Yes, go! Be careful on the road, yeah!"

"Yes, thank you so much, Mom. Assalamualaikum,"

"Grandmrs ...!"

...*****...

The quick steps he uses, although the pain throughout the body can not be denied. But, for some reason there was a feeling of relief within the chest.

That's how Arfan feels right now.

"Waduh ..mrrr! It's been half-time eight nights. Not showering, praying and getting ready. His promise after Magrib. Uh ... This is Isya. Must be the family Ustadzah Maira disappointed and waiting for me from earlier! My cellphone? Where's my phone?" arfan was confused.

"Astaghfirullah .. I, right, put it in my pants pocket. Now, I'm still wearing this wedding dress. It must have been a lot of missed calls from the sweet dik." his complaint grew increasingly frustrated.

Hurry him straight away.

...*****...

At the family home of Arfan Alhusayn ...

"Nad, did you send a message to me, you?"

"Already, Bue ...! But, mas still ndak lift or reply messages from Nad, Bue ...! Nad, confused ... what exactly has happened something on ...,"

"Wis, don't think about what's wrong with you! Think that's all right, anyway!" tell Sanah to her son.

"Yes, Bue ..." replied Nadhifa according to.

Suddenly Maira's ustadzah sends a message to Nadhifa.

Ariston ...

Dek, tell me the same about you. No, come propose tonight! My abi is furious. Arfan did not keep his promise. It's past the promised time. So, Maak asked you please convey this to Mas Arfan. Let it be, wait for my abi anger to subside first.

"Astaghfirullah .." said Nadhifa with a surprised and sad look.

"Why? What's up, Nad? Why are you so Istighfar, huh?!" asked Sanah who was also starting to get anxious.

Nadhifa also read the contents of a message from the Ustadzah Maira.

"Astaghfirullah .. no need to be dizzy! Perhaps, this is already his path to be like this, Nad!" said Sanah trying to make everything.

There was a sound of a motorcycle from outside.

Nadhifa and Sanah immediately opened the door. Their faces have radiated sadness. When Arfan came in very late.

"Generic, Bue ... Sweetie Dike! Why does his face look sad, is that it?"

...*****...