IF YOU ARE A FOOL

IF YOU ARE A FOOL
Pain ~ what is this Karma?



Now I'm back in the car after I've taken the drugs.


"Kay, want to eat hot soup" Siska whispered as soon as I sat next to her.


Why is the report the same as me, from earlier both the same driver in the car. Really, son, I'm in the mouth. I grumbled again. If I usually take refuge behind my friends, this time it is me who is made a shield by Siska. Huft, itung-calculate the favor. I am powerless to refuse the sick.


"ustad, is there any good soto around here? "


"why eat soto? "


"yes, this is Siska kepengen"


This is how it feels to be a tongue connector. What is this like that that 3M used to feel?


I go back to remembering what I used to do on 3M, especially Melan. Is this Karma?


It turns out that we can't always take refuge in others.


"sorry, if I may know where ummi went? " as long as I'm at the boarding school I've never known ummi left for so long.


"to Maryam's house. There's a prayer show there" hearing this answer, I don't have to ask. It's definitely for the wedding preparations, sister Maryam.


"you want to take away or eat on the spot" I had to type it in HP then I showed it to Siska.


Actually, I also want to ask to be brought here, there. You know this earlier bring your own car more freely.


By taking a deep breath, inevitably have to return to make a request to the driver. Forgive ustad, it has made you a driver. I murmured in my heart.


"ustad, if you eat in a place too no huh? is there a rush, or would there be an event after this? " i asked in a doubtful tone, mixed in fear in fact.


"well, I'll go with you guys to eat" a pleasant answer, should be. But still, his interrogating gaze frightened me. To be honest, I was very afraid to see him.


"still not his head? " i helped Siska walk.


"little"


The princess was already sitting sweetly at the dining table. And the ustad was sitting across the table. Okay, I still have to be a service.


"ustad want me to order, right? " this forced state really made my cold sweat pour out. I feel like running away soon. More terrifying than his dreadful phrase brother Jo.


"sit down, the employee will come here"


I can only swallow. Where do you want to sit next? besides ustad, no. Too close. Next to Siska, right opposite to ustad. Awh, like eating simalakama fruit. But if I sit at another table, Siska's gonna protest. Should I wear a niqob after this? Ustad graduated from Cairo should know that looking at women who are not muhrim is sinful. It felt like rebuking him with that sentence, but my mouth was not up to say spicy.


"Sis, can you slide? "


"why are you afraid to sit in front of me? I won't eat you" Oustad, geez. Can you read people's feelings or how, is my face flushed right now? My heart rate's up and down. It was like running from a cage like getting into a lion's den. How dare I fight against ustad like against brother Jo and Dian.


God, pleaseggggg


It is with a heavy heart that I sit next to Siska facing off against Ustad Billal. And I promise this for the first and last time to ask for help from ustad Billal.


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continue eating soto gays.


so long ago, the author returned to the real world 👋


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