Inviting Love Sometimes

last meeting

"Nab-"

Chequek.

The automatic sound from the camera made the shifa not continue his protest.

Nabil pulled the paper from his camera and then hit him.

He tried to hold back the laughter, but his laughter broke when he saw the results of his shot on the paper.

The little girl with a dumbfounded face, became the image on the Paper. His eyes stared in wonder while his lips slightly opened were about to say something.

Shifa snatched the paper and saw how ugly her face was,

he said angrily, "I'm not ready to go, you know!"

Nabil was just grimacing remembering the expression on Shifa's face earlier. He put both pictures on top of his book.

"Here" Nabil thrust his camera at the shifa. "Picture with the style you like" he continued.

Shifa just glanced at the camera with her lips still weaving.

Nabil pulled the camera back and then activated the timer there.he put the camera in the seat where he sat with the shifa, then stood up and stepped back in front of the camera.

"Come on! hurry up, just 7 seconds left!" nabil said, but not responded by shifa.

"Come on.., I can't pull your hand, you're not my mahram!"

Nabil's screams chuckled at his house worker who was cleaning up the park around there. How not his age is still so labile but how to speak like an adult who already understands boundaries.

Without thinking about the length of the sifa immediately approached Nabil, he smiled lifting his middle and left index finger to form the letter V.

While the little boy next to him prefers to fold his hands to his chest with a wide smile that shows his ginsul.

Chequek!

Nabil and Shifa immediately approached the camera, waiting for the paper to come out of it. Nabil pulled it and floated like a photo washer.

He then took his book and pasted the photo with a dobletic over the inside.

"Here," nabil gave his bolpoint to the shifa.

"For what?" ask shifa.

"Sign here" nabil pointed at the bottom of the photo "and then write your name" he continued.

"Oh!" Shifa looks confused, just read he has not been smooth let alone have a signature.

"Write your name and just give a few scribbles under it as your signature" said Nabil.

Shifa took the bolpoint and began to ink it, "What's all this for?" ask shifa later.

Nabil picked up his ballpoint and then picked up a book with a shifa, he opened the back cover and put his name and signature there.

"Memories" he replied later, he closed the book and returned it to its owner.

Shifa accepted and then opened the cover of the back of her, "The photo?"

"You want to too? "Ask nabil.

Shifa nodded quickly, "What's your signature if I don't remember your face."

Nabil confirmed that, he re-activated his camera timer and took the shifa to step back, allowing the object to take pictures of them from afar.

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"Diaha!!"

Calling someone makes the owner of the name look back and look for the owner of the voice.

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"Mama" Shifa ran to her mother who had just left the house, leaving Nabil who was still posing there.

1 second.

Chequek!

The automatic sound of the camera made Nabil catch his breath, he knew how the camera shot was. Lazily, he picked up the paper that had just come out from there.

Sure enough there is only a picture of a. still like the previous style just a face of wonder who turned sideways that make it different.

His lips were endlessly blabbing and cursing at the little girl from afar.

"Mama why cry?" Shifa asked right in front of her mother.

"Mba, listen to Mas Haris first, mba!" Said Sarah who had just come out of the house, her steps stopped when she saw the shifa already standing in front of Ana, the little girl looked at her sadly.

"Tante, shifa's mom why cry?" Shifa asked sarah for not getting an answer from her Mom.

Sarah instead looked at Ana who was also staring at him. But the shoulder-haired woman turned her face away.he crouched down and looked back at her daughter, "Shifa to the car first, well! honey, mama there's a need for a minute."

Shifa wiped away the tears of her mother, making Sarah who saw her feel pity and wanted to hug the little girl.

Shifa nodded, as if she understood the situation.Slowly the tiny legs began to step through the beautiful gardens there.

"Diaha!"

Calling Nabil, the shifa turned and saw that the little man was already running towards her with a book in his hand.

"Your book," Nabil proffered the book to the shifa, he bowed a little because he was bored.

The little girl accepted it,

both of them smiled up to a high tone from back there attracted their attention.now the little boy's smile slowly disappeared only fear in the expression of his face.

"Let him go! "Squealing harris who just joined outside the house.

Sarah turned to her husband, she shook her head in disbelief the word came out of her husband's mouth.

"Let her! He doesn't trust us, he's blinded because he hasn't accepted Firaz's departure yet."

Ana immediately raised her head to stare furiously at the owner of the voice, "I sincerely accept the reality! " he shouted between cries. He then smiled wryly looking at the tall man there,

"What I regret, why must Firaz befriend a greedy person like you!" snatch it later.

she half-runningly grabbed the hand of her daughter who was chatting there with the little man she considered a child from the murder of her husband.

The little man just looked at her unwillingly, he did not understand her parents' quarrel but he knew this was his last meeting with the shifa. The two little children just stared at each other in silence. Even the hand he did not dare to do, the circumstances forced them not to quote in the least with this situation.

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The sun had greeted the land of Jakarta so early, the blazing sun did not make the woman with shoulder-length hair pull over her vehicle just enjoying the cold cafe that she had just passed. His eyes only focused on driving and occasionally looked at the little girl sitting quietly beside him.

shifa, the little girl was just in her daydream.His beautiful eyes never turned away from the car window that showed the situation outside. He fixed his seat feeling tired with his position, but a book in front of him reminded something.Taken the book and opened the cover of the back of his.

"Oh!!" I was upset because I didn't get a photo there.

He looked back at the streets and buildings that looked foreign to him. Now his face stopped pouting, he looked up at the woman beside him who had been focusing on driving.

"Where are we going, mah?" ask shifa.

The shoulder-haired woman looked at her son, her face looked pity and pressure but she tried to smile for her little daughter.

"to the poor dear," he answered.

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

Friendship, love.will end in a pit of hatred.if you say, one of them does not keep a trust.

Misunderstanding will only make close relationships more stretched.

Far away and finally antagonizing each other.

- Connected

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