Hold on or let go!

The Eps 224

The joint prayer was held after Magrib. This time Febri and Bia were not involved in the event. Bia has returned to his hometown, Febri is still busy in his office.

Sakti and his wife and sister are still loyal to accompany Alby at the Hartama family home. Coincidentally, Marsha could not attend because there was a meeting with her fiance's family.

Unexpectedly, the beautiful and fierce lecturer also attended. He greeted Alby and the others. Afterwards, he chose to sit next to Anika.

"Mom, Kirain ain't coming!", said Anika.

"I had time, definitely come!", he said. They are a little far from the fathers. And there was only Anika, Bina and Yana there. There's Nabil too!

"Mom!"

"What Anika?"

"Mother..the ex-boyfriend is Alby?", asked Anika. Yana raised one corner of her lips.

"Yes, high school."

"Eum, if you can figure out why it broke up?", Anika started to teapot.

"Because I'm fierce hehhehe!"

Anika smiled stiffly. Bu Yana is really bad! Inner Anika.

"Joking!", continued Yana.

But seriously, no kidding.

"That I can't date! Especially with Alby, who was just a high school graduate at the time. Abah wants me to look for an established, refrigerated and important religious."

Anika nodded.

"Certainly? Is Miss Yana married?"

Yana smiled thinly.

"What's the look?", asked the pasmina-veiled woman.

"You know, I didn't ask Mom!", said Anika pouting.

"Heheh Alhamdulillah, already. Only my husband was educated in Cairo!", replied Yana.

"Owh..!", Anika and Bina.

Unlike the ciwi-ciwi, once Sakti is holding Yasin's book which will later be used for study. Although he memorized, as a formality he also held like other fathers.

In my heart, I thought.

If Bia wants to be patient a little more, she doesn't need to have a divorce with Alby. In the end, Alby and Silvy split up. Not just divorced, but separated forever.

Unfortunately, wanting to talk like that in front of Alby or Bia, he wasn't up to the heart. Sakti smiled in her heart. A powerful person once expected Bia to separate from Alby, right??? Why is this hypocrite now? Sakti hit his own head.

"Why bro?", asked Alby who was sitting next to him.

"Eh, nothing."

"Lo must be tired of helping me continue, better you just turn around. Especially since I was in the morning, right?"

"Ngga anything By! Just relax!"

"Is there something Lo is thinking?", asked Alby who was curious because the look on Sakti's face he thought was storing something.

"Eum..gue..already lupain, not good I said it!"

"On Bia?", asked Alby as he glanced at Sabrina who was chatting with Yana.

Sakti smiled faintly.

"Sorry bro, it's not that I'm not sympathetic to Silvy's Almarhumah. Just...."

"What's free?"

"If Bia had been more patient, you wouldn't have had to part!"

Alby smiled wryly.

"Neither talk about it. After all it's the past, after all..at that time Lo was also ready to wait for his widow Bia right?", Alby quip ngena up to the heart of Sakti. Sakti. Her throat was choked. How the hell does Alby think that's my rich???

"Udah, I've tried to make it sincere. He also moved on from me. There's Febri who's far more everything than me!"

Sakti patted his best friend's shoulder.

"Gue.. for now want to focus on Nabil. They're the ones I got and they need my attention."

"Heum, Lo really!" said Sakti. Then my eyes turned to Yana.

"That lecturer, former Lo?", asked Sakti. Alby glanced at Yana and smiled. Yana is still focused on Anika.

"Heum My Age High School. But yes.gue mah difficult Sak. While he, his father is a land manager."

"His love story wasn't approved of?"

"Well! There-there's! That's a story of ABG era, I don't want it too."

"But.he's beautiful Lo By!", said Sakti. Alby rewinds his head looking at his best friend with a strange look.

"Eh, you don't get me wrong. I don't have a crush on Kali. Just mo by the way, the same girl Lo pretty-beautiful!"

For the first time after Silvy's death, Alby smiled rather broadly.

"He has a husband Sak. Lecturer too!", said Alby.

"Well..the audience is disappointed gangs! I thought he'd be a candidate for Lo!"

"Ishhh! My wife's grave is still wet!"

Their conversation stopped when Mr. Ustadz decided to immediately prepare for studies.

.

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All the requirements we have met. Most importantly, a letter explaining that I had been married before.

I chose to stay at Lek Sarman's house first. My mother asked me there too. But.I'm more comfortable in my Lek's house.

I remember a chat some time ago, after we took pictures for the wedding.

"What do you want to dowry?", asked Febri as we ate at a Padang food stall close to the photo studio.

"Anything that doesn't weigh you down is mas!", I replied after we finished eating.

"As long as it is natural, God willing! Maybe jewelry or something?"

"Hehe I want a mas island!", I replied. Febri.

"Oh my God, kidding me!", I said patting his left shoulder.

"Do not be weird! Do you know what salary? Your allotment from the stall has been how many times compared to my salary. Suddenly insecure mas, nduk!"

"What the hell? Whatever your salary, I'll accept it. You forget, even I used to be in the ration of four and five hundred thousand I received. No problem with mas. Not that I'm comparing. But...whatever husband gives me, as long as it's halal I will certainly accept and hopefully be a blessing!"

"Masyaallah.!", murmured Febri while looking at his future wife.

"Can't you see I'm not rich?"

"Can't you?!", she answered.

I'm flicking my lips.

"So the point is you want to dowry what nduk?"

"Cash money, how much!"

"Oh.okay if so!" said Febri.

"As I said, I don't want to incriminate you."

"Yes dear, thank you!", he said.

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My stall was closed for a few days because we used it for my wedding reception and Febri's.

Free any? Not it! Keep paying, warung management business. Febri still pay to stall lek Sarman heheheh...

I was busy myself preparing a special invitation for the pros and cons of my relationship with Febri mas 🤣🤭

I hope they can meet a lot tomorrow yes 🙈 minimum gift bed sheet MemeLove 🤪

For those who call it his name hope a lot of condangan ya! Later provided food in Virtual 🤣

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After the invitation business is over, it's time I lay down and play with my flat objects Nan sophisticated with a krowak apple logo.

Now I look at the photo gallery on my phone. One by one I deleted the photos of Alby and the photos of the two of us that were left. Ever since my divorce, I've hardly seen the contents of my photo gallery on my phone.

I erased the memories with him from the beginning of the meeting until the beginning of our problems that led to separation.

I took a breath when I saw the last moment of my togetherness with Mak and Alby. Lebaran this year, I have not celebrated and cooked Lebaran food for them.

In order to delete the photo, Mas Febri called me. He is currently on his way to our hometown by train.

[Assalamualaikum, why?]

[Walaikumsalam mas!]

[Not sleeping yet? Is it still online WhatsApp?]

[Ga can sleep mas]

[Thinking what?]

[You are]

[Gombal]

Across the street Febri chuckled.

[In the same seduction as aja lebay wife!]

[Hahaha it's so nduk!]

[Yes, what's the phone? I'll see you tomorrow too]

[Kangen, can't you?]

[Ga do not alay!!]

[Ishhh... gaunty just like you!]

[Udah ah, I'm sleepy!]

[Yes, rest. God willing tomorrow mas until home, I immediately tell you]

[Yes mas. Careful, Assalamualaikum!]

[Guardiansalam]

I put my phone down. Tomorrow again I can continue the show select photos in the gallery. It's time to close my eyes.