
"The book is too big?" Faris chuckled as she saw the girl coming out of the bathroom wearing her overstuffed clothes. The girl looked very funny in his eyes. Her sexiness did not decrease at all despite her oversized clothes.
"Yes, it's nothing. Now, can I join you?" Ask the girl hesitantly.
"Do not you should pray first miss, mumpung is still five o'clock. Soon the sun will rise reddish, but there's still time before it's too late."
"I forgot how to." Said the girl, but the look on her face implied regret.
Faris was astonished himself, in the present day there are indeed many girls who leave their main obligations. Is that not important to God in his eyes? Every day we enjoy His gifts.
But it is not Faris' business if he does not pray or forget other worship. He doesn't know the girl. It's not my job to teach those things. Unless someone asks for it.
"Yes, sit down !" At his command, the girl immediately approached and joined the sit opposite Faris.
"Sorry, I was too drunk last night. So I'm troubling you. Had I met someone else, I wasn't sure it would be okay."
"Yes are the same." Faris' smile expanded, her mind praising the beauty of this girl. If you look around it looks like this girl is the one who is. Not seen from it.
"My name is Jessica !" His hands were stretched out to make acquaintance. Faris welcomed him well.
"My name is Haikal faris, people call him Faris. It's up to you to call me who."
"Hmm iyya. I call him Faris. Btw once again thank you, sorry to bother." His hand took the glass in front of him and then immediately shaved it up to the toilet.
"Hahhhhh !" The thirst that Jessica felt was reduced.
"Same Paris who lives?"
"On my own, I have no family."
"Upss sorry !" Jessica's face turned bad.
"No problem Miss."
"That means you don't have a wife yet?"
"Not yet.Just pray for it."
"OK-okay."
Jessica's eyes looked around the room, she seemed to be watching the room. If you look around, why is there such a small house? Inner asked.
"It's a contract, not a house." Faris said as if she knew what Jessica was thinking. Jessica's mouth was straight. Perhaps he was the son of indihom hihihi, a few seconds later chuckled to himself.
"Why did you give me the wrong address? If the address is correct, Miss must have reached home, right?"
"Miss breakfast first, maybe Miss is hungry."
"Say you live alone? Who's cooking?"
"I am, the time of passers-by."
"Could it be? Men cook."
"Can dong, I'm an example..." Jessica appears to be responding to Faris's story. Are men so independent?
"So no breakfast? Or used to breakfast bread? I happen to have. Yes if you want.." Faris advised, but it seems Jessica has no intention of having breakfast at home. Instead of not believing, Jessica tried to introspection in people she just knew.
"Get the Fa! I have breakfast at home, I'm not hungry yet." Refuse smooth.
"Yes already. What should not miss contact the house first. They must be looking for you."
"Please calm down!"
"As a thank you, would you please accept?" Jessica put out a lot of money in her bag.
"Sorry Miss, I can't take it. It's too much, I just accept the appropriate application." Push Faris down gently.
Jessica is increasingly amazed, usually people if given money directly nyambar. This doesn't even want to. Jessica kept forcing Faris to accept the money.
"It's halal money!" The more upset he made, the whole life he never experienced rejection.
"Miss, just keep the money. I help sincerely without selflessness..." Say Faris carefully. Apparently this girl has not been able to control her emotions well.
"So, what can I do for your kindness?" Just ask Jessica again.
"No Miss, I'm sincere."
"But we're still friends, right?" Like Jessica never willing to part with this guy. He hopes to get to know Faris again.
"Oh yes of course Miss !"
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