Gusku My Husband (YES ROBB, Forgive Me Who Stirred Love - YOU. )

Gusku My Husband (YES ROBB, Forgive Me Who Stirred Love - YOU. )
ch. 81. Ndoro Putri Nadiyah Fauziyah Ali.




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Then, Gus Jalalpun left Nabila in the submission of his face. Gus Jalal's


put both his hands in his pocket beside his pants. Gus Jalalpun


slurried.


Jalal \= “I know that your poem was not your creation. It was poetry


the pair I sent you. I know that the poem has pairs”.


When you say :


“I hope.


Beautiful creeping in orange love.


Time begins to creep.


Silk lace embroidery amazes the soul.


A dewdrop.


Polishing cold in hand-held halimun.


Even the silence of the dew swept the earth.


Beautiful disappear with mega reddening orange.


Bergumul mumpersaksakan tuning tembang puji qur’ani..


And at the eastern horizon of my Lord.


I present my love song to you"


Then his partner is :


“I will hear your love song from the peninsula at dusk.


When a small wish to burst forth from the ranks of the enthroned soul.


I miss the shadow dream.


With the smile of the star.


A silent witness.


When you warm me up in the huddle


your love.


And melt my sleep in your lap”.


And when you say :


“Walau aragkaian arakan clouds lined beautifully create a celestial scarf.


Her beauty cannot seduce me.


This heart has been imprinted on you.


Chanting love rhymes in the strung of a tired soul.


Meminang.


I express the affection.


I whisper to your soul softly.


And on a series of mega events make a beautiful love temple.


Creates a thousand colors of maturity taste.


Longing in the image of a soft chatter whispering.


Slithering at the height of time defense.


The degree will understand the meaning of the lover.


In your chest let myself sleep.


Although for a moment.”


Then his partner is :


“ Then how did you sleep on my chest?


If your dear eyes have shaken the walls of the heart.


A little glancing you can tear down the palace of the soul.


Thou hast poured the wine of love in my cup.


I'm terlena.


All your beauty I admire.


You are like my breath.


Always together in a dream and awake.


And your name.


Will always be reflected in prostration and do’a.


Because I've put half my heart in your heart.


I lay helpless in the soul contest.


The heart you have.


Your love is so warm I think.


Until I can't express it with a thousand verses of poetry.


Simple love coupled with the beautiful charm of heavenly angels.


But I won't answer that.


I will speak a thousand languages.


I know you're testing me.


Because when I answer.


You'll know who I am.


I am the grey traveler.


Friends confide in your facebook account.


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Not how long he walked .tiba2 hp gus jalal ringing. Then take the hp


it's from his pants pocket.


” Kok no name yach, personal number” thought gus Jalal.


Then slowly Gus Jalalpun picked up the phone.


Jalal \= "Assalammu’alaikum."


........ \= "Wa’alaikum Salam."


Jalal \= "Niki synthetics njih?"


....... \= "I'm gus."


Jalal \= "Lha injih, do I mean e?"


...... \= "Non-knew cook?"


Jalal \= "Injih2 , kok ndoro putri. indeed what's the matter who called me?"


...... \= "Panjengan niku annoy sanget really. Mantuk dugi hut mboten sangkang2?"


Jalal \= "He he he ..iyaaach.maaf ndoroooo."


..... \= "Yes I'm sorry. But don't repeat yach?"


Jalal \= "Ready ndoroooooo."


..... \= "Pinteeeerrr."


Jalal \= "Ha ha ha......What's the matter ndoro kok phone?"


..... \= "I was sent abah.di asked to convey a message. That abah wants


speaking seriously with panjenengane. He was told to come to the same house!"


Jalal \= "Indeed talk seriously what problem tho ndoro?"


...... \= "Lha my genie wants to marry nopo mboten?"


Jalal \= "Yo peeeeeeengen."


...... \= "Eat it here."


Jalal \= "Niki ajenge otewe."


..... \= "Don't forget to bring the scabies?"


Jalal \= "Ready ndoro."


..... \= "Over chocolate njih gus?"


Jalal \= "God ndoro."


..... \= "Eh one more."


Jalal \= "What is it?"


.... \= "Ice cream."


Jalal \= "Alloh karim.sampun gede kok nyuwun ice cream tho?"


..... \= "Lha purun nopo mboten?"


Jalal \= "God ndoro, purun kok."


**Connected.


Okay gaes,, good author, saucy, pinter.. Promoting my novel....


Title \= The Twins Fight🌺The king's Wasted Princess.🌺


Genre \= action, adventure, fantasy.


Thankyou**.



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