
Fauzan looked at Irfin then lowered his face. He answered his best friend's question in an almost inaudible voice.
"Our status is too far Fin, you see for yourself, if Imelda how and I..." The man did not continue his words. He took a deep breath and then breathed it out.
"Hey, why is it like this? Imelda is a good woman. He knew who you were from the beginning, didn't he? And wasn't it from the beginning that your relationship was okay?" Irfin slapped his best friend's shoulder which seemed to be dropping.
"Yes Fin. But the more I get here the less confident I get. He is not only rich but also very intelligent. He can manage a lot of effort very well and agilely and I?" The man again pointed at himself with a feeling of inferiority.
"Geez, how come you're so much better than this, Zan. Come dong spirit! Everything has to be learned. This business has been very advanced since you managed. Why is it down like this?"
"Choose Fin. I don't know either. Anyway I'm in need of motivation from you," said Fauzan again who seemed not excited.
"The point is to correct your intention Zan. Remember, Imelda has entrusted this effort to you because she thinks you can, so!"
"But that's why I'm getting inferior to him" Fauzan replied with a face that still looked grim.
"I'm like a guy.. How is it? kayak dikafkahin that!"
"O Allah, what do you want? you want to be a courier again? Or are you actually already uncomfortable with Imel? just tell me, let me find another soul mate for that good woman." Irfin's face looked very upset. He looked into Fauzan's eyes with an indecipherable look.
"Yes, it's not Fin. What the hell are you doing? Imelda is my first love. Just I still feel less confident with him."
"I've always felt like a doormat of feet expecting glass shoes." Irfin chuckled at the explanation of his best friend. He then said, "The parable that you say is very disconnected. And it looks like you're in need of some training from a motivator."
Fauzan breathed his heavy breath. His heart was a little airy because it had managed to remove his uneg-unegnya which he had been storing himself.
Meanwhile elsewhere, Najla and Imelda were also having a good time chatting about this and that.
"How's the newlyweds doing?" imelda asked with a very happy feeling. Najla smiled then replied," Alhamdulillah good Mel. As you can see."
"You look more and more beautiful Na, would it be nice to be married?" Imelda smiled as she looked at Najla's face which was getting brighter after marriage.
"Yes good, Ma'am. Irfin was very kind to me. And yes, that's how marriage is based on mutual love hehehe, everything feels good" Najla replied chuckling with flushed cheeks.
"Yes, Na. I'm jealous of you. You can be married and happy like this. I would also be willing," said Imelda with a face that looks very funny.
"Eh, Sister Imel married also dong, delicious you know every day there are those who love that attention. And he said all the good we do so many times the reward," Najla said with a smile on his face.
"Well that's it, I want it too, but Mas Fauzan like hanging me Na. 'It's not funny that I proposed to him first. The effect is I'm like a kebelet girl like Na. How's dong?"
"Are you very serious about Mas Fauzan?" ask Najla carefully. Imelda immediately nodded her head and replied, "I'm serious Na, I like and love so much people, I'm also not young anymore Na, want to quickly feel the pleasure of the world."
"But lately it's changed. Not like when we first met. I will be sad Na," explained the woman with a sad expression.
"Lho is that anyway? Did you ever ask what caused it?" Najla was concerned and worried.
"It's great that we open up to each other if there's something that's holding our hearts back. Try to ask Imel directly to the person why it can be like that." advice beautiful woman hijab.
"Yes, I never asked. I'm just guessing." said Imelda justifying Najla's suggestion.
"And if Ma'am Imel has asked God and has obtained the determination of the heart. There's nothing about the woman who proposed."
"It's okay, Mom. Instead of dating for a long time and even doing something that approaches zina, it would be better that way. It will not be condescending either" said Najla, who made Imelda speechless.
Again he confirmed the word Najla. During the time they decided to date Fauzan, they often held hands and even kissed. Luckily they haven't done anything bigger than that. Demons are everywhere. They may be tempted to do more when they are not legitimate.
"Where's Ma'am?" asked Najla when she saw the beautiful woman in front of her still silent and seemed to think.
"Ah I feel ashamed Na, if you have to propose first. What if Mas Fauzan wasn't really serious about me. I'm so ashamed, "Imelda replied with a face turned uninspired.
"Waduh really not the spirit of Mbak. He said he wanted to feel the pleasure of the world and get the reward."
"Yes, but I'm Na's girl. Our culture in this country has not practiced that much" replies Imelda with a grimace.
"If for good why not Ma'am? remember the story of Khadijah's mother who proposed to His Majesty Muhammad?"
Imelda looked at Najla's face then nodded. Even so his heart still hopes Fauzan himself proposed to him. After all, he felt unworthy to be equated with two very noble people, namely Mother Khadijah and His Majesty Prophet Muhammad.
"What is so serious about this?" asked Irfin who had just joined the two of them. Najla and Imelda looked at each other and smiled.
"Your meal Na, it's cold and you haven't touched it yet" Irfin continued, sitting next to his wife.
"Totally speaking, Hem," the man continued and asked Najla to open her mouth so she could feed his wife some food.
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"Mas, I can do it myself. Shame ah the same mbak Imel," said Najla is not happy. She was very uncomfortable being treated so sweetly as that by her husband in front of people who also wanted to feel the same way.
"Nothing dear, so that the owner of this place is more eager to do the same with his partner hehehe," Irfin chuckled immediately avenged by a rude snort Imelda.
The beautiful woman also stood up from her seat and wanted to leave the place because she felt very jealous of the newlyweds' affection.
"Where are you going?" irfin asked with a smile that was quite annoying for the woman.
"You're looking for shells in the sea! wh why? wanna follow?!" annoyed Imelda with throbbing lips. Irfin and Najla immediately laughed. The woman went straight from there.
He really wanted Fauzan to do the same to him today under the orange sky and the sun that was almost back to the contest.
And apparently, a pair of loving eyes were looking at him from a distance. His lips covered a faint smile with a strong determination within his chest.
Eng eng...Who is he??
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