Destiny Love Rianti

16. A reply from Mas Hafizh

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[YES]

A short but meaningful message to me and Mas Hafizh. This word will lead me to a new world that somehow the story will go on. Will it be the same as my love story with my ex-husband or end with a happy relationship. Again I can only guess without being able to find the right answer.

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Was-was I'm waiting for a reply to a message from mas Hafizh. Will he have changed his taste or still remain the same waiting for an answer YES from me.

Check two has not turned blue. That means Hafizh hasn't read my message. Maybe he fell asleep because of exhaustion. I decided to go to bed because time had already shown at half-twelve.

But when you want to turn off mobile data, a message entered in my chattingku application. Without any delay, I opened it. It turned out to be a reply from Mas Hafizh.

[Alhamdulillah O Allah. Thank you future wife] fill in a message from mas Hafizh.

I can only smile. There is a sense of amused yet happy reading the message. Considering we are no longer ABG children who have just first felt the thumping of romance. But this feels exciting too, it feels like being nostalgic with adolescence.

[What'an the hell, lebay] I spit it out.

[Becile. Is a real wife candidate. You can what? Hayo] This time he poked an emot stick out his tongue. Apparently he turned my back on me.

[Ihhh remember the age, old man sir, do not fit to know] I bajuhi many emot laugh out loud.

[Biarin, biarin, the important thing is I am happy]

[Idiih forced himself like a boy even though he had aki-aki]

Instantly I laughed to myself with our behavior that was like a teenager who was falling in love. Funny and fun to know that Hafizh can also act like a child. If you remember his attitude that almost never jokes with the opposite sex.

[Aki-aki can also fall in love when the future wife] an emot love accompanies her message.

[Udah ahh, sleep there, not good together, not yet a mahram]

[Eh both ways, there is an operator]

[Not funny, doctor]

[I'm not funny..... Uh not so, not yet halal] message that makes me smile shyly.

[Yes already, immediately at halalin] I replied defiantly.

[Secaply. Wait for me]

[Waiting. I slept first]

[Every book] he answered closing our conversation tonight.

A little happiness is coloring me at the moment. Let this feel more important to be able to make this feeling out of the protracted nestapa zone.

Before heading to the room, I perform my night ritual before going to bed that is abudhu first. A habit of the Messenger of Allah that has many benefits, besides the Sunnah, ablution before going to bed can also trigger forgiveness from Allah SWT.

"Whoever sleeps at night in a state of holiness (worship) then the Angel will follow, then when he wakes up the Angel will say, "O Allah forgive your servant the fulan, for he sleeps at night in a state always holy" (Hr. Ibn Hibban & Mother of Umar r.a).

Then I threw myself aside from the kids.

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After taking Fatih to school, I drove the car to work. Today the twins, Syamil and Syafiq I left with Mbak Ani at home also accompanied by Mbok Darmi who played home after fulfilling his duties at the home of Mbak Brenda. Not to forget I set ASI for the twins I have packed neatly in a container made specifically to accommodate ASI.

Islamic nasyid songs accompany the journey of one myself. At first glance I recall my conversation with Mas Hafizh last night.

(It turns out mas Hafizh can joke too well, I think the guy is stiff) Mumamku.

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Now my car is right in the parking lot of the Hafizh clinic. Immediately I went down and headed for the absentee. There was Susan waiting for me.

After finishing filling the absence of presence, Susan and I walked together towards the dispensary room.

"Ri, you know, our clinic has added a new doctor" Susan said in the middle of our trip.

"not San. Who the hell?" I relax.

"I don't know her name is Ri either, it's just that she's a girl. About our age."

"Hmm, good San if the addition of a doctor. Considering the patients of this clinic continue to grow," I told him.

"Daddy anyway. But I'm sad Ri." Susan put on a pouting face with her lips pouting forward. Not to forget her favorite action that often plays the tip of her hijab she did.

"Kok sad San, should be grateful, so that there is no longer a long queue like that time, Kasian San ngantri these pregnant women loh."

I remember the first time I worked at this clinic. At that time the doctor was only Hafizh, because the clinic was still a new clinic.

Mas Hafizh opened the practice from 17:00 to 21:00. At that time, it was unexpected that the queue of pregnant women who wanted to check the content boomed up to the fiftyth queue number. Many complain because Hafizh mas too long in examining patients, some remain relaxed waiting while playing the dress, he said, and there are also pregnant women who crave vomiting until they have to lie on the bench waiting room patient.

I can't imagine being that pregnant woman. If you remember how hard it is to crave like that. In the past when Fatih cravings I also felt heavy cravings, vomiting continues until the last vomit blood, food is always forced in, weak, seemed not to want to continue the pregnancy, so I did not want to continue the pregnancy, and other feelings that can only be felt by pregnant women.

That is why heaven is under the feet of the mother. Because of her struggle from the beginning of pregnancy, giving birth to caring for her child is not an easy job. He must drain a lot of energy, risk his life, to duel with his own emotions when the child begins to be active.

"Dad too Ri. But then my rival gets tougher on Ri to get doctor Hafizh to my heart."

I laughed when I heard Susan. The arrival of the female doctor alone he was sad especially if later he knew me and doctor Hafizh will get married. He was afraid he would strangle me to death.

"What the hell is San," I could only shake my head at Susan's giggat.

We continued to walk slowly towards the dispensary. Our trip was full of laughter, Susan was the one who liked to joke. Until we accidentally met a beautiful and fashionable woman. Her hair was long curls that were dyed slightly with maroon red hair dye. He walked towards us.

"Hay," she said to me and Susan.

For a moment I remembered who this beautiful woman in front of me was. Silent for a moment with eyes still staring fixed at him. A moment later, well I remember, she was Miranda, the woman I met in her room. Who Mas Hafizh introduced me as his best friend.

"Hay, Miss Miranda, huh?" I asked while throwing a smile.

"Yups really, Rianti right?" Back he asked me.

While Susan was just plonga-plongo watching our conversation. He came a little closer to me.

"Ri, this is the new doctor I told you about" Susan whispered.

"My father is Rianti."

"So Miranda's the new doctor my friend is talking about?" I threw a glance at Susan who could only hear indistinctly

"Dad. Two days ago I applied at this clinic. And just came in today," answered Miranda.

So he came at that time to apply for a job.

Miranda and I continued our conversation, while Susan had permission to go first, feeling excluded.

After a long time of conversation. Miranda finally came to her office. And then walked on to catch up with Susan.

Drrrt

Drrrt

My phone shook, a message came in from someone who changed his attitude last night. Who else if not the husband. Soon I opened the message fearing he was falling away again. Apparently he sent a photo of an electronic ticket captured from one of the online applications that specifically sell airline tickets. It was clearly stated the date of his flight, two more days he would return.

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