CHAMELEON

Pedantic...

Life is a combination of moments that pass. Who will ultimately expect the choice to the estuary of eternal life.

Whichever direction we choose, we will be accountable before the Supreme Being.

But when faced with two difficult choices, where each estuary that becomes a choice will equally have a bad impact...

When simalakama began to sway the soul...

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The sky was already getting dark as Fitri exited the building where he was working at the moment. He deliberately spent Maghrib time in the office mosque first so as not to rush to get home.

Fitri boarded an online taxi she booked a while ago and immediately dropped her body into the back seat. The driver immediately moved to leave the place.Every once his eyes glanced at the glass in front of him admiring the beautiful looks of his passengers.

Fitri's eyes glare.he still imagined the eyes of Andrew's sharp full of orgasm on him as he gave a presentation of the company's project plan. Also compliments that he considered very excessive when the event was over, his dinner invitation, all made Fitri nervous.

"Oh!" subconsciously Fitri snorted in annoyance. Praise for the praise that was always thrown by Andrew increasingly plunged. Fitri is increasingly difficult to control the overflow of pleasure due to the extra attention of the young executive. It is also becoming more difficult to control lifestyle changes.

Fitri sighed slowly. Trying to reap the sustenance of air that is still given by the khalik for him. He did not care at all about the taxi driver who had stolen a glance.

After making sure he had locked the door back, Fitri rushed to his room to then go to the bathroom to clean himself.

Adhan isya reverberated from the mosque located in the next alley. Finish the prayer and he continues with a few pages.

After all, he laid his body on a very simple bed, just enough for one person. After all, no friend will visit his house, especially until he stays. But for the size of a private secretary with a fairly large salary would be very strange if office colleagues know the state of the rented house he occupied.

Fitri sighed softly. He now feels foreign. He feels now like a chameleon trying to cover his existence by changing the color wherever he is so as not to be known by people who have been close and still be friends until now.

But who is to blame? Is the situation getting worse without any compromise or is this the destiny that must be lived?

But wasn't this all the result of his rash actions in the beginning. It is the wobble of faith that doubts the love of Khalik towards his servant...

He tried to think realistically. Trying to maintain the principles that he holds firmly in the building of faith with friends.

But more realistic again is the beloved father suffered a sudden stroke and amid panic the mother was diagnosed with kidney failure and had to wash the blood every two weeks. And his sister Rangga was forced to harbour his desire to sit on his college bench.

At that time Fitri felt very realistic if he had to lower his ego to neutralize the situation. There is no source of income if he is constantly unemployed. All companies rejected it. And at that time only this company received it and was willing to give a large salary on the condition that made Fitri want to rethink his decision.