Imram And Arul And My Solid Team

Chapter 38. Thank You, O Allah, O Rabb.

Ardi is the youngest son of Team Solidku, a young but independent boy like Imram.

Ardi did not want to bother the parents, and was very bucolic to his parents. Not that he was spoiled by his parents, but instead he was the one who spoiled his parents very much.

Likes to pinch his mother's cheeks, hugging her and pampering her mother.

Very diligent in telling his father, not finished his father's speech, he had immediately moved quickly and diligently massaged his father's legs and body.

"Thank You, O Allah, my Lord. Have brought these two angelic kind children, in my life. Although at this time Nak Imram is angry with me, God, hopefully someday he will come back well to me, and will accept me back to be his friend.

My son Aryan also has a clean, kind, independent soul and loves me very much, O God. Thank You for giving me a son Sholeh O Allah. May my two children, and my two good children, Ardi and Imram. Always healthy, comfortable and happy and successful and well established and safe world and hereafter. Amin Ya Rabbal Alamin 🤲

I also know another good son named Wandi, this child is married and has a wife and his wife just gave birth.

He's also a good boy, I knew him when I was in my sister's town Surya wanted to make the Company. That good boy, was an on line car driver, and I happened to need a rental car, and I knew him and used his services often. Even when I had a fight with my sister Surya, she also drove me to the inn, and returned to my sister Surya's contract to take my clothes.

I got angry and fought with my sister. He was so stubborn he never wanted to hear my advice, even accusing me of being crazy and wanting to change his place when he called me to help him.

I was so sad I for almost a year worked with his sincere, self-serving Tampa, even cooked, washed his clothes and took care of socialization in the community and his government staff felt in vain.

I Amira is not a lover of money, I am a romantic and humorous man and a loving brother, he said.

Finally my brother's struggle failed at that time, almost a year no results, even minus billions of rupiah.

Although we did not have enough two days of marahan, because my sister did not stop apologizing and persuaded me like her little sister.

I also returned to my city again, help my sister who opened the branch shop again building materials.

I'm very smart but I don't want to be bound by monotonous work, so sometimes move to find work in other younger siblings, who are almost all self-employed.

I'm fairly relaxed living my life, just thinking about a little money 'cause I'm the one who's been traumatized by great effort, traumatized by failure.

It is better to look for small money that is important for sure even if only fitting - Pasan, sometimes even not enough but not much lack, not much, and there is also a windfall from brothers and husband's salary that has been almost ten years working in the mining company.

We prefer the salary because so entrepreneurs need a strong mind, and mentally ready to fall awake. And we've tried it but we've been traumatized, and prefer a simple life..

Fortunately I also have a little bit of land assets we bought.

In my other land assets, I built a house in help with my sister.

I lived my life as usual, home and to the sister's shop and out of town to the other sister's. or go to another city to meet my mother who lives in my sister's house in the middle of the city.

My mother also had a big house, but it was rented, because her children were no longer in the city. So we suggested my mom stay in my little sister, who lives in a big city. The rest of us come to visit occasionally.

As for my father, the man who was almost perfect in his character, and whom we have great respect and affection for, passed away ten years ago.

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