Charm Duda Ganteng But Jutek

Chapter 189

Azmi spread herself in her bed. Floor mattress with light gray bed linen. Not to forget he turned on the AC first before he really slept. When going to take the AC remote, his hand accidentally nudged a frame and almost fell. Spontaneous Azmi got up to hold that the object did not really fall.

He saw a black-bound frame with a silver-colored list. Pigura containing a photo of himself and his wife and children.

Jemari Azmi rubbed a picture of his wife who was not wearing a niqob because he himself printed the photo.

His wife is very beautiful with a big nose and tiny lips. And.the princess inherited the face of the wife.

Azmi closed her eyes. As a normal guy, it was only natural that he missed touching the opposite sex. And since his wife died, Azmi never really did. Not since his wife died. Even long before the uminya Princess left for good, Azmi had never done it.

In order to maintain her sanity, Azmi went into the bathroom to cool her body. Do not forget he took ablution water so as not to think about things that lead in that direction. He knew he was a normal guy and still productive. It's only natural that he wants that kind of thing. It's just that he doesn't want to imagine a no-no. Just imagining it makes him cringe himself. Azmi chose the circumcision prayer to dampen the turmoil in his mind before all became more and more.

After being satisfied, he returned to his bed. The man tried to close his eyes. His body was tired but somehow his eyes could not be compromised.

If he had been reminded of his late wife, now Nur's shadow controlled his mind.

The beautiful girl who was more than eight years old from him was as if she was in front of his eyes.

Nur, a girl who likes to talk softly but also shy and salting makes Azmi smile even though she closed her eyes.

Azmi was inexhaustible as if fate was playing with her life. Nayla, Abah's eldest son whom he had married, chose to marry the man who had impregnated her. Salsabila, anyone will be fascinated by the young and beautiful Ustadzah . Including Azmi who several times chatted with ustadzah who did teach Princess in pesantren.

And now, Abah Mirza's youngest child. Nur, the smallest girl among the two tetehnya yes h successfully make his life as if back in color. The two did not interact much. But. maybe if it has spoken destiny, maybe his meeting with Nur these few months is the path of destiny that he must go through. Finally, the handsome man who had the status of a widower began to fall asleep and entered into his dream.

He'll be celebrating his new day tomorrow morning. With all the surprises and mysteries he never expected.

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"Thank you dear?", said Azmi. Both of them were dressed to prepare for the office.

"Oh yes A, tomorrow papi and mami leave for Jogja. Two more days of fasting!", said Amara.

"Later in the evening we'll go to the house!" said Alby.

"Oh, okay. Wasn't she busy?", she sat next to Alby.

"God doesn't really. If the day after tomorrow, let alone a monthly meeting."

Amara looked at him. Scanned his face for a moment.

"Is there a Bia dong?", asked Amara. Alby, who was sipping his tea, turned his head and put his tea back down.

"Why heum?", asked Alby quietly.

"Neverything!"

"You jealous?", asked Alby. Amara looked into her husband's clear eyes.

"Yes.Judge me if I'm jealous! Bia beautiful! Oh....!"

"Yes, Bia is beautiful! But she's Febri's wife, not mine anymore. And now, for me this wife of mine is the most beautiful. There's nothing else?!"

"Gombal!", Amara pinched her lips.

"Tuh, di sedu said it was a dreadlocks right?" said Alby. Both are laughing. Then they get ready for the office. But before, they stopped by Mak's house first to say goodbye to Nabil and his Mak.