His name is Khaula Nusaiba

Returnees

Upon arrival khaula at the airport saturday afternoon he was immediately picked up by Rita, a good friend who shared his hardship and pleasure during college first and he was also the son of Pak Dody who had been considered as a person own old.

The warm smile that he threw at his friend who almost 7 years not found as warm as the capital's weather was a little hot. Rita who at that time saw the khaula the friend who walked quickly through the glass door waved her hand while jumping a small jump like a child who was excited...

Warm embrace sign of deep longing immediately landed on both.Didapnya tightly the friend.7 years a very long time for both. Rita, whose incidentally children are located and is the son of a detective agency businessman in this capital city, is not unable to just want to meet his friend in the land of uncle sam,but after Rita finished studying S1 Rita directly proposed by her lover pujaan heart.

"Gue longs la" Rita took off her embrace on the khaula while looking inside the face of her best friend who was covered in a veil and sunglasses

"Sama...gue also misses dear" he said as he opened his sunglasses.

Khaula looks wiping the end of his eyes that clear rolling happy sign.

Rita hugged her best friend again until the two of them dissolved in happiness.

"When are we going to hug?"asked Khaulas while releasing his embrace

Rita smiled

"Gue is hungry" continued Khaula as he pulled Rita's hand past from the front of the glass door that was in the middle of the crowd and passed people in and out.

"Where are we going?...do not pull"Rita half yelled at Khaula who kept pulling her wrist

"Gue misses the food of this country" he said

"We eat at home eating your favorite field not far from campus want?"rita asked Khaula and suddenly Khaula turned around

"What?.is there still a pasture restaurant?"khaula asked with his eyes wide....

"Hm.." muttered Rita while pulling Khaula's wrist walking towards the parking lot and drove through the capital's crowded streets in the heat.

Upon arrival at home eating padang Khaula directly order rendang meat and fried lung his favorite. Rita who saw her best friend eat until astonished, because Khaula ate like a person who was very hungry to spend 2 plates of rice.

After being satisfied to devour their favorite rice field directly home to Rita's house located in the elite area of the eastern capital.

this house without it is still the same ranging from the entrance to the fence to the inside of the house, because indeed Rita no longer has a mother only Rita and her father dodi sir who is in this big and magnificent house with several helpers, including, and Rita and her father are the type of people who do not like to change the color of paint or home furniture.

Although Rita is married her father still told her to live together, because the father until now has not received a replacement for the wife who died first.

"La.lu sleep in your old room yes" said Rita while pointing towards the room located under the stairs to the upper room.

Khaula just nodded and walked towards the door of her room.

The door opened and everything was exactly the same when he left.

"Everything is still the same as before"Khaula said while traveling around the room measuring approximately 15x15meter, because Mr. Dodi has already branded him like his own son

"Yes.pasih the same as before.papi can not let anyone else enter La..he believes the owner of this room must be home" said Rita, said,

Khaula ran over and hugged Rita tightly.

He remembers the past of how he and Rita could have been friends even like siblings, because Khaula emigrated from his hometown to the capital after his parents died while he was about to set out for the Olympics shooting in Japan khaula began his life in the capital by following in one of the rusun.After one khaula month of college he helped Rita who at that time was being pursued by criminals who wanted to rob her in front of a quiet hallway to her village that night.Because the provision of martial arts that was enough to help Rita.Shortly the story because Rita sekampus with Khaula and thanks to his services and achievements khaula who seabrek the father of Rita Pak Dodi raised Khaula as his son, Khaula,and gave her many facilities including facilities to live with and this room.

"We have mostly hugs from earlier" Rita said as she let go of hugs.

"Well, there's a new one back" a middle-aged man's voice at the end of the door.

Khaula turned his head when he saw that Mr. Dodi who was standing in front of the door was walking in and out,

he quickly welcomed the middle-aged man's hand and in his greeting..he kissed the back of Mr. Dodi's hand as a sign of his respect.Mexi Khaula did not want to shake hands with who is not his muhrim but to Mr. Dodi he gave an exception.Pak Dodi was like a real father for him even though he knew his religion limit it but for this one he breaks it.

"Bapi how are you?"asked Khaula with teary eyes

"La's healthy fire" the man replied

"But I don't think you'll accept papi's offer" he added

"There may be Lula rejecting pi" replied Khaula as she glanced at Rita who was seen smiling widely.

"Where maybe Lula nolak pi.kan the job is indeed his soul and body" he overcame Rita while chuckling covered her mouth. Khaula only shook her head to hear Rita's words while pointing at her

"If so you rest first now, surely you are tired of a very long journey" said Mr. Dodi as he walked to leave the room.

"Sir pi....Lula is not tired...Lula pingin papi nganter Lula to the papi client's house." said Khaula while chasing after Mr. Dodi who was about to leave the room.

"You're serious La?"mr. Dodi asked to make sure to Khaul

"Seriously pi....Lula pingin quickly got activity...Lula bosen sleeps for months" he replied with a big smile even though Mr. Dodi did not see his smile because it was covered with a veil.

"Don't rest first La.lu was only until this afternoon.."not finished Rita said Khaula had been hastily replied "Gue bosen Ta...salah almost 7 months of idling just eat sleep" Khaula held onto Rita's arm like a child pleading with her parents with a face of light

"At least you used to keep bathing clean change clothes is.cook want to meet the client papi with a musty odor condition"Rita chuckled while leaving the room Khaula by leading the hand of the papi.

"We come out pi..biar Lula bath let not smell"Rita passed.with a mocking face and wagging her hands on her nose.

Mr. Dodi smiled at the behavior of Rita and Khaula.The atmosphere that he longed for as long as it used to.Always Rita and Khaula mocked and disturbed each other so that his big house boisterous.

At exactly 4 pm Khaula was ready with his masculine style... the game made from falling with a straight cut coupled with a nude-colored leather coat is in line with his large robe and hijab that covers the chest complete with his veil.Added again with his favorite dark brown short boat shoes and glass brown eyes complement his slightly tomboyish style with a full black backpack.

Some time Khaula saw himself in front of the glass afraid that there was something less fitting with his appearance.After sure Khaula out of his room and into the family room which was right in front of his room.

He saw that Mr. Dodi and Rita were busy chatting.But this time there was a handsome man sitting next to Rita...yes it must be Rita's husband.After he walked towards the ivory-white sofa, Mr. Dodi realized the presence of khaula.

"Here La.sit down for tea" Pak Dodi pointed to the empty seat in front of him

"Hey.here see my prince in the real world" rita said while pointing at the handsome man next to her, because for almost 7 years entering the marriage age Rita Khaula only knew Hadi Rita's husband through a vidio call if they were on the phone.

Khaula looked down at the man while raising his finger in front of his chest.Understands what he means Hadi smiled as he nodded his head.

That afternoon they chatted a la rate of just greeting while drinking tea and eating snacks provided make this a reliable chef of this luxury house that has been working for decades, and finally Mr. Dodi and Khaula left Rita and Hadi in the family room who are still continuing the conversation.

Khaula and Pak Dodi travel almost 2 hours Dodi pack car driven by Rahmat legendary driver who always alert 24 hours to deliver Dodi pack anywhere although his age may not be different away from Mr. Dodi weaved in the streets of the capital because it coincided with the afternoon hours of the workers coming home from the office....

Finally they arrived before the azan magrib at the end of the road which he said to the client's house Dodi.pak Dodi hapal right if bringing Khaula he had to ask the driver to stop at the mosque ataw mushollah nearest to carry out salat.Pak Dodi Pak Rahmat and Khaula get down from the black shiny fortuner car to mushollah to perform magrib prayers.Pak Dodi never left fardu prayers since he knew Khaula since Khaula lived in his house.Rita Putri alone wayangnya also whose life was a mess because without the guidance of a mother began to change slowly because of the presence of Khaula who always invited him to do good things.Makanya pak Dodi very dear to lula.Bertimes pak Dodi offers Khaula to work in his company as a manager or special staff while Khaula was in the land of uncle sam but always rejected.New after pak Dodi offers him as a personal bodyguard of his best friend's wife who works as a member of parliament Khaula accept his offer.

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