FITRAH LOVE
Love Problems
"Assalamu'alaikum umi" greetings Aira, Asna, and Rebecca.
"Wa'alaikumsalam nak" replied Umi Farah smiling.
"Caca." call Azkia to embrace Rebecca.
"I miss you so much" said Rebecca returning Azkia's embrace.
"Yes, I was also, last time, the beginning of the meeting plus the end of the meeting" Azkia said chuckling, making her two best friends more happy because Azkia had returned completely like the Azkia they knew.
"Ki.. as. ca... I first yes, I want to go to ASRA CAFFE first? " aira said, they nodded.
"Lah... How am I ra? " ask Asna.
"Ntar the same kia, as" said Azkia, Asna nodded her head.
"Ira first, huh mi? assalamu'alaikum umi" said Aira kissing umi Farah's hand.
"Wa'alaikumsalam "answer them simultaneously.
"Be careful nak ira" said Umi Farah.
"Yes" answered Aira.
Azkia and Asna take longs at rebecca.
"So you guys brought rebecca here huh? " ask umi Farah.
"Yes mi, there was an impromptu ustadzah" Asna said giggling as she glanced at Azkia.
Umi Farah smiled faintly.
After finishing the miss Azkia and Asna pamit go home.
Arriving at the Aerospace Residence.
Azkia was already greeted by Dion who was going to leave again, making Azkia a little sad.
"Assalamu'alaikum" hail Azkia.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, have you gone home? " tanya Dion approached Azkia.
Azkia just passed by, Cuek passed Dion.
"Dek. hey, you have to help uncle erland. Don't worry about it with your sister" said Dion after Azkia.
"Jaudah anyway, go stay go there help you uncle erland" ketus Azkia.
"Can't do it ki, your brother will also treat a patient, if you don't want to do free patients dong , your brother went all the way abroad to pursue his ideals. Even until willing to stay separate the house with you" grandma advice.
Azkia turned her head to look at the grandma who was standing not far from her, then looked at Dion.
Azkia who felt guilty, hugged her brother.
"I'm sorry, I'm selfish" said Azkia.
"Yes gapapa, you also do not get sick anymore because the victim kang ghosting yes" said Dion stroked Azkia's head.
"There can be nothing to hurt you, except brother" he chuckled, making Azkia pinch the little belly of Dion.
"The reason you are afraid you know the outside world is gini nih deck, brother is afraid you will be hurt" he continued.
Azkia was silent, she realized that as long as she was heartbroken it made the people around her, who loved her feel sad.
"No brother. I promise I won't be that cake again, so it's numb" persistent Azkia, Dion stared at Azkia.
"Halah.. women today say it is numb, but still looking for good looking. If you've got a good looking wallet continue in ghosting, nangess later!! " ledek Dion, Azkia looked at her brother.
Brother Dion has a point too!!
"Have the patients you're dealing with started to develop? " question Azkia shifted the subject.
"Alhamdulillah.com there is a deck, his initial heart rate of just 5-10 per minute is now up 25-40 per minute" Dion said.
"What a great brother this is, I'm sure you can!! " praise Azkia and encourage her sister.
Dion smiled, she knew Azkia was trying to switch the conversation.
"Udah there, go "get rid of Azkia.
"Yes yes" said Dion, ruffling Azkia's head in a headscarf, then running small.
Azkia stomped her feet, feeling annoyed that her hijab was falling apart.
"Kia... grandma want it, how to use BPJS how the hell ki? " tanya grandma who just came down from the room with her favorite bag, it seems that she will go out.
"BCRS? grandma's sick? where's that sick? why should I use BPJS? grandpa can't still afford to finance grandma's needs?! " ask Azkia in a row while turning her grandma body back, she worries her grandma for nothing.
"Ih. what the hell, BPJS people who like the map!! " said grandma.
"BPJS as map? " said Azkia frowning confusedly.
Azkia's brain kept thinking, after noticing that she was patting her forehead.
"Oh my goodness, GPS!! " peekk Azkiah.
"Well that means it" said grandma cengengesan.
Azkia tells her grandma how to use GPS, she wants to meet with her old friend in a place that grandma does not know.
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The Wiratama Residence
A couple were in the kitchen, they were joking with joy, but still had a problem with the little things.
"What are you cooking? " ask papi Wiratama.
"Let the water go down" said mami Ika chuckling.
"Ish... quizzed really too" muttered papi Wiratama.
"You want to cook fried rice pi" said mami Ika.
"Lack of work!! the rice is still fried" said papi Wiratama.
"Kalo papi want to eat the same white rice as well as gapapa, sok oruh" said mami Ika cuek.
"Ih mami.. strawberry mango soda, sorry just kidding, dear" papi Wiratama.
Mami Ika glances at papi Wiratama.
"Well dead, buyin gas dong pi, the gas is exhausted uda nih" continued mami Ika memelas.
"Don't want it, the gas trader is most desperate to know mi.. already know the downhill road still say gas.. gas.. instead of brake.
"Good dong.. means the merchant does not know the word give up like a porridge, although rice is already so porridge is still sold!! already there pi buyin first, not mami kasih nasi gorengnya loh" said mami Ika.
"Then mi, men buy gas" said papi Wiratama.
"Strawberry mango deaf, sorry don't care"
"So don't want it?! not eating his fried rice means!! " cam mami Ika.
"Strawberry mango milk, sorry not****" said pali Wiratama casually.
"This is, if I think this is not bargained. I'm a bread merchant"
"The promotion is fresh bread, but can not be bargained" mami Ika grumbled.
"That's still normal times mi, not strange. Strange fish traders, fish people have died are still said to be fresh fish" said papi Wiratama chuckled, making mami Ika continue to nag indistinctly.
Coincidentally Aira had just returned home, he saw the papi and his mother clash their respective arguments but seemed to be fighting their mouths in the eyes of Aira.
"Stopp!! " said Aira loudly.
Wiratama papi and Ika mami stopped and looked at their daughter.
"Assalamu'alaikum mami papi. With the arrival of your only daughter, ira wants to convey a message to papi wiratama and mami ika. The message contains:
IN THE CORNER THERE ARE GHOSTS WHO ARE TAKING YOUR VIDEOS WITH PLEASURE BECAUSE YOU ARE FIGHTING. IT NEEDS TO REMEMBER!! GHOST'S GREATEST MISSION IS TO GET MARRIED COUPLES TO FIGHT EVERY DAY, AND TO DIVORCE THEM.
That is the message Ira conveyed, more or less apologizing. Thanks for your attention. Wassalamu'alaikum's chat...
Jakarta, August 10, 2021.
In the name of,
the individual of a child who does not want to see his parents fight. " continued Aira smiled bitterly and passed away leaving both parents.
"Iyyakbudu." said mami Ika.
Aira stopped her steps, she turned her head towards her papi mami.
"Budu? " Aira frowned confusedly.
"Veasyakanastain"
"ihdinassirotolmustakim" continued mami Ika.
"Oh, read the prayer again?!" said Aira continued her steps again, while papi Wiratama had already patted her forehead.
"Why didn't you speak Arabic? " continue Aira stopped, turning her body.
"What relation? " ask papi Wiratama and mami Ika simultaneously.
"Well there are neighbors who hear you think it must be prayer together, not fighting!! " said Aira then continued her steps again.
Mommy's eyes and her papa are perfectly rounded.
"It turns out that mommy's son is just as silly as a photo-printer! " said papi Wiratama.
"Eits.. bentar, mami tau this. Because if asked 3×4 how much mas? he even answered Rp 15,000.00 mba that is not it? " typical mami Ika, then they laughed together.
"Tumben ya pi si Ira can not be joked, usually just relax anyway?" connect mami Ika, papi Wira just spread his shoulders do not know.
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On campus like before, Azkia had joked with Asna but there was something different with Aira, I don't know what disturbed her mind.
"What else do you think about sik ki? " ask Asna astonished with her best friend.
"This is again trying to solve the mystery of the world" Azkia said, confirming the needle in her hijab.
"The unsolved mystery of the world?! what the hell?" confused Asna.
"Yes, the mystery of the hijab-wearing ciwi in this unsolved world is fragrant, even though just bought one roller, not eaten, not thrown away but really quickly ended. Uh, turn to have a pentul needle a durable seed for mercy!! " azkia said chuckling.
"Dih.. mystery of what the world is" ledek Asna.
"Eh, budar deh... I want it to be very important, megawati is his ex-pak jokowi huh? " continue Asna.
"Jokowi's daughter?!! know where you're from? " ask Azkia.
"I think it ever was! " kew Asna.
"Never bego! " keh Azkia did not want to lose.
"Ear!! people say, megawati is ex-president!! "
"The president is jokowi!! "
"Former ki!! the ex!! " kew Asna.
Azkia's eyes are perfectly rounded, why is her silly friend missing? usually this is Aira!! aira just kept silent once in a while smiling!!
"It's not pea either!! he means Megawati was once president, not his ex-pak jokowi!! " peekk Azkiah.
Then they laughed together except for Aira who only smiled thinly, Asna who felt something was stuck with Aira's attitude reprimanding her.
"Why you, ra? usually also the most horrendous?!" ask Asna.
Aira just smiled faintly.
"Udah hell, no matter what, silence is wrong!! asian times Ira ni!! " said Azkia.
"Really, why are you ra? diem-diem bae" Asna said.
"Again trying to stretch the chest even though the heart is semo wounded... "
"Kia!!! I'm Ira" said Asna cutting Azkia's sentence.
Azkia.
"Rho?! " call Asna.
Aira looked at Asna then exhaled her rough breathing. He began recounting the incident yesterday in front of ASRA CAFFE before returning home.
"Yesterday it was me....
