CURTAINS OF THE PAST

APPOINTMENT

Kemil's right, I have to tell Iffah everything right away. Although he was in the middle of the event, but his mind remained to Kemil who asked him to be honest with Iffah immediately.

Toni reached into her pants pocket and pulled out a flat object that was so important to her from inside her pants pocket.

Despite sitting in a row that was parallel to him, but he was unable to glance at the girl of his heart. The distance between the ends separates the two of them.

From now on, his hands were so strong holding Milka who had begun to sleep on his lap amid the noise of the inauguration of the Villa event managed by his company.

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The village of Toni's birth looked so good that day. Event after event continued to take place solemnly. Traditional dances are somehow how many times since it was displayed by students who are so active. Greetings for the welcome of some important people have also been listened to together.

Some of Toni's clients and Kemil's clients were also present to witness the inauguration of the Villa bak hotel there. They highly praised the cohesiveness and cooperation of the villagers there in order to realize the progress of their village. They

even get the appropriate benefits for the cooperation they have done in those few days.

Not only the beautiful scenery of tea plantations owned by the village, but the beauty and cleanliness of the village is so awake. Despite the time, the times changed many layout of small and large buildings of private and public property in the village where Toni grew up, but their village is still a beautiful and beautiful village.

In the front seat of the guest, Kamelia and Iffah occasionally told a familiar story while paying attention to the events that took place in front of them. At times also their small laughter seemed to decorate their beautiful faces with different levels of beauty from each other.

“You've known your husband's cousin for a long time?.” Iffah asked with a bit of hesitation.

Kamelia was silent for a moment. If you do not remember the woman liked Toni, maybe she will be reluctant to answer. “From our High School, me and Toni one school used to be.”

“Hmmm, so. It's worth Milka calling her papa,” Kamelia gaped at Iffah's words. “It turns out not only Milka's father Antoni's cousin, but Milka's mother Antoni's friend also apparently.” Iffah smiled with her own thoughts, but Kamelia remained silent because Iffah's words were not actually the reason why her daughter called Toni papa.

“Isn't that so, Kamel?.” Tanya Iffah confirmed her statement.

“Hmmh.” Kamelia simply displayed a forced smile on her lips without justifying or blaming Iffah's words.

So he doesn't know the real story about Milka and Toni?. ~ Unbeknownst to them, a woman sitting on their rows wearing a scarf and covering part of her face listened to their conversation earlier.

Iffah's phone rang telling me there was an incoming message via WhatsApnya.

If you are pleased.” Short Iffah reply. He seemed to form a thin arch with the lips on his face that looked like ayu-yellow langsat.

Wait for me in the back yard. You know the way, right?. Before I come, you can enjoy the beautiful horizon there.” Order Toni again.

All right, I'll wait for you.” After sending a reply, Iffah put her phone back in her tote bag.

“Toni asked me to wait for him in the back yard of his house, Kamel. What do you think?.” Ask a little doubt.

“If you have doubts because there you will only be alone, you do not have to worry. At the bottom of the field was crowded. Now many people like to play there.” Kamelia's words cleared Iffah's doubts.

“Camel, thank you yes.” Iffah looked at Kamelia with a smile.

“Thanks for what?.” Kamelia seemed confused to interpret the sight of the hijab woman beside her.

“Thank you for being a friend to me here. A day is so short for me.” Answer Iffah so sincerely.

“I'm also glad to get to know you, next time I hope that you come back to visit.” Kamelia Timpal.

“Insya Allah Kamel. It's fun when having friends as good as you.” Whisper Iffah in the middle of the noise of the event that was almost finished that afternoon.

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