Inviting Love Sometimes

1 prologue

the one thing that makes you dissolve in adversity is the sad past.

Friendship, love will end in a pit of hate if word, one of them does not keep a trust. Misunderstanding will make close relationships more stretched.

Far and far away, until finally hostile to each other.

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Assalamu alaikum's

Shohib.

This is my first novel, my first in a noveltoon. Sorry well if there is a belebeb blebebnya that makes your tongue sprain, hihi.

Lots of typos, lots of lack.

Critical advice is ready to be accepted so do not hesitate to give an opinion.

One word cannot be a story.

Criticism will always be the learning of the future, and a response from the reader is the spirit of the author.

HAPPY READING

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A long haired little girl he let unravel, only a pink kaneper decorating there. He had just got out of a luxurious car, with a short-haired woman walking along with her hand.

"Maa.., it hurts Ma," he mumbled.

The shoulder-haired woman who had a mole on her chin, she stretched her grip and sat on a graft right in front of the little girl.

"I'm sorry dear mama" she said, then hugged the little girl and shed her tears there.

"Mama cry?" ask the little girl.

The woman pulled her embrace and wiped the rest of her tears, then smiled in response to the innocence of her daughter who was looking at her nanar. He stood up, now he was holding the small hand gently.

They stepped following the stretch of road that led to a luxurious white house there.

The flower garden around her gives her own cheer, plus the splash of the sound of a fountain in the left garden.

really gives you a calm.

The little girl looked ceaselessly at the admiring things that were there. She smiled once in a while, and grew wider when she saw the boy on the second floor of the house waving to her.

"This is Nabil's house, mah?" ask the little girl.

While the woman questioned only saw her son did not respond and chose to continue his goal.

"Assalamu aleikum."

"Waalaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh," said a hooded woman who was going down the stairs.

His smile broke, when he found out his guest this morning was his best friend with a very cute little girl there.

"Dad!" Call her spirit down the stairs and approach her guests.

"Tumben here?" asked the hijab-wearing woman, then bowed and pinched the two cheeks of the little girl before her. "I'm not wearing it anyway! darling's hijab?"

"Aunty's collar" the little girl replied, smilingly revealing her gins teeth.

The hijab-wearing woman chuckled, and wiggled softly at the little girl's nose. While the woman who came with the child just smiled at the innocence of her daughter.

"Diaha!"

Call someone from above, make All look to the source of the voice.

A boy was running down the stairs while his hands were out in the back.

"Slow dong! son," said sarah, the hijab-wearing woman, He approached her son but the boy passed by.

The little girl, Shifa, smiled as she waited for the boy to approach her.

"You wanna play?" Asked the little man when it was right in front of Shifa.

Shifa nodded, but her eyes were trying to figure out what the little man was trying to hide behind her. While the little man just laughed at Shifa's curious behavior.

"What is Nabil?" Tanya shifa gave up.

The little man nodded.

"It's a secret" he answered.

Shifa waved her lips reluctantly looking at the boy.

While their parents just smile at the funny behavior of their children.

"Do you want to tell me?" ask the boy named Nabil.

Shifa nodded quickly.

Nabil smiled then looked around, he pointed at a shofa not far from his living room.

"There!" Her speech.

Shifa nodded and followed Nabil.

While his parents were still smiling to see the departure of their child, the host forgot to invite his guest to sit down.

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