IF YOU'D Be Me.

IF YOU'D Be Me.
QANITA'S REALLY ANGRY?



β”ˆ___βœΎβ—†β€ Kalam Hikmah.πŸŒΈβ€β—†βœΎβ”ˆ.


"It is not said to thank God for anyone who does not thank man". (HR.Abu Daud 4811 and HR.Tirmidhi 1945)


Patience. sincerity.and gratitude.


Patience in the face of life's trials. Passing through life and losing.


Gratitude under any circumstances in shaa Allah koita will get happiness and tranquility in life


So, Relax. God sees your efforts. God also hears your do'a-do'a and understands what you want. And be assured that Allah will make your efforts easier. Because God knows what is best for you


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The days went by and on until without feeling it had been almost two weeks Fazril was in a small house owned by Qanita. And ever since he was there Fazril always spoiled his wife and always wanted to be next to her. That made Bobby nervous. Because Fazril is like forgetting, that he is a boss of one of the companies that are on the rise.


Because he does not want his boss to linger linger with his new activities. Finally, Bobby ventured to tell the Boss' wife, in the morning, when Fazril happened to be invisible to him. Because according to him only Qanitah is able to seduce his boss to want to return to continue his company.


"Mrs, can we talk?" bobby asked, when he saw that Qanita was watering her flowers in front of her little house.


"Speak Bob," replied Qanita, without looking at Bobby. He seems to be focusing on the flowers.


"But madam, can we talk about it not here? You see, I was worried that I would be heard by Mrs Fazril's boss" said Bobby, as he glanced at the door of Qanita's mini house. Because he was a little afraid because he had been presumptuous to talk to his boss' wife. If caught would be fatal.


Hearing Bobby's words, Qanita immediately put down her flower sprinkler, "Well then come with me!" he said as he walked to the back of his house, which was near the edge of the ravine, there was a small hut there. And when both are on it.


"Now say Bob?" qanita said as she looked at Bobby's face, with a look of curiosity.


"Look, ma'am, our company is in trouble right now. I've said this many times to the boss, but he doesn't seem to care about it anymore. When he got it, it was very difficult, madam. That's why I want to ask for help with Madam, who knows, if the madam who spoke to the Boss will understand Madam," replied Bobby, who finally told Qanita everything.


"All right Bob! I understand what you mean. So you don't have to worry anymore, because I will definitely persuade Mas Fazril, really," said Qanita. Makes Bobby look happy.


"Thank you, madam! Thank you! Then excuse me Madam, let me know that Madam has succeeded in persuading Boss Fazril" Bobby replied, as he got down from the huts.


"Okay, soon I'll call you. Go away don't forget to be careful Bob!"


"Okay Madam! Then I say goodbye, Assalamu'alaikum?" pamit Bobby, as he bent his body slightly.


Wa'alaikumus greeting warahmatullahi wabarakatu," replied Qanita, nodding her head slightly, a sign that he returned Bobby's respect.


But just now, he wanted to move his legs, suddenly he was surprised by the baritone voice of a man, who had just emerged from the back door of his house.


"Ah, honey, it turns out you're here. I was looking for you, you know,"


Hearing the voice, Qanita spontaneously turned to the source of the voice, "Mas Azril? Here Mas, we sit here yuk," asked Qanita, as she went back up to the huts.


"Okay honey," replied the baritone owner who was none other than Fazril. And he went straight to Qanita, "What are you doing here, honey?" ask her again, after she was near Qanita. While he gives a kiss of love to the wife.


"Not doing anything, Nita just wanted to enjoy the atmosphere of the morning here Mas," quasi Qanita, while shifting her body so that her husband can sit next to her.


"Oh yes, my mother? When did you start work? Doesn't papa leave the company for long like this Mas?" qanita asked, after seeing the husband was sitting comfortably.


"Yes, no, dear papa. There's Bobby already, he can manage it well" Fazril replied, lightly.


"Eh, you can't be so dong Mas. Kasian Bobby, you are burdened with such a heavy job. That's your name is the irresponsible boss Mas" said Qanita with a soft-sounding speech.


"Darling, Mas knows better how Bobby is, Mas sure he's capable of managing our company, so you don't have to think about that anymore, huh Darling? We'd better just focus on your pregnancy okay?" fazril replied, as he stroked Qanita's stomach which was getting bigger.


"But Mas, Bobby said, your company is in trouble. Bobby's been very hard on me."


"Have let it go, dear, what matters is us." replied Fazril, still saying lightly to make Qanita who heard him even more upset.


"How is Mas? What if your company goes bankrupt?" tanya who now started speaking a little loudly.


"If it's broke we just go home to the homeland, dear. There is still a perusa." replied Fazril, without the slightest burden. So again Qanita immediately interrupted him as he came down from the hut.


"No want! Nita does not want to go back to her homeland anymore! If you want to go home, go ahead! But don't expect Nita to come with me!" concluded Qanita, who then immediately rushed away leaving Fazril who looked confused.


"Loh Honey? Are you really angry?" his yell. But Qanita did not respond.


"Ouch! Gawat, Qanita really angry?"


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