It Wakes Me Up From Darkness

It Wakes Me Up From Darkness
fruit Garden



After visiting the zoo full of animals was finished, they went elsewhere.


Alex invites Muslimah to a new lunch to continue his journey.


Lunch with a view of the fruit garden amazed Muslimah when he was watching his food.


"Eat first! we'll go there."


"really?"


"Yes! eat first, finish the food and I'll pay, I'll wait for you to finish the food."


Alex is paying the receipt that has been given by the waiter, Alex is relieved the Muslimah did not see the paper that says the price.


He was busy with beauty in front of his eyes.


"I'm already Master!"


"All right! Let's go over there, Come on Bi and Mr all."


"Let's Mr."


Arrive there. Alex free the fee for all its members, they are free to choose the basket and the number of baskets, not least with Muslim women.


Alex is happy to see the closest people happy, starting from Bibi, he wants the fruit he chose will be sent to grandchildren in the village, not inferior to the fathers and om the mighty bodyguard, he said, they will also send it to their families.


"Muslims?"


"Yes?"


"Don't you want to send like them, too?"


"To whom will I send? aside from my husband and my family now."


"Really?"


"Why not? I'll make your favorite jam."


"What about fresh fruit pie plus fruit sauce?"


"Why not? plus honey melts too, it's really delicious."


"Yeyyy I'll be the lucky one."


The Muslimah smiled at Alex, this was very complementary, the Muslimah picked a sprig of wine and gave it to Alex.


He told Alex to taste it, he embroidered Alex for the first time.


"It seems so sweet Miss."


"Try me a taste."


"Absolutely bite me?"


"certain."


Muslim women tasting the wine.


"I think it's very fitting and enough for the sweetness."


"Upsss sorry Miss for When I tasted it earlier, I saw you, and it makes this so sweet, I'm sorry."


"what kind of anecdote is this?"


Muslimah is annoyed at alex who is very good at taking the heart of Muslimah.


The Muslim woman spins here and there, chooses the best Fruit, and enters her pink basket, now that basket is full of varied fruits.


Alex wondered why Muslim women took one basket.


He also approached her.


"Why take one basket of Muslim women."


"It's more than enough."


"But it's irregular."


"Just don't argue, let's pay."


This time he had to follow the girl's words.


While waiting for those who are ready, Muslimah and alex sit down to enjoy the ea cream fruit under the shade tree.


They were both very familiar at that time, to the amazement and long staring at who passed by, they were very funny, their faces were very similar and their eyes were very similar and beautiful, up to who passed in front of them many who think only sekdar Sister yes g familiar and beautiful it.


"Alex."


"Hmmm what? you want to add the topping? or ingib heading to the gift shop from the fruit shop? Come on." Comeon."


"No! I don't need that, You're more than enough in my opinion, You're too good, I feel your money is too much I use, when you used to just work hard yourself."


"So why?"


"I don't feel good about it, how I paid for it and returned it."


Alex was surprised, almost the ice cream dropped.


"I don't think I'm a Muslim, since when do you think like that?"


"Since we haven't acted."


"Muslims! help u!help u!help u! am I wrong to make my wife happy? love her and treat her like a queen? A whore can be paid once in 2M even though there is no more honor for a Muslim, I do not want you to be holy this is incomparable too, I do not want to see your face sad, I do not want to see your face sad, seeing your cheek shed by tears because of the harshness of a man and unworthy of a very cruel and cruel treatment, if a prostitute was sad that there was no Muslim pardon, she would be treated like an animal for a moment, all the things he had to do, was I wrong to glorify you?"


Muslims shed tears.


"Don't cry, sorry if I'm too rude and talk, wipe your tears, this is a public place."


She's still crying.


"Come to the car while waiting for those who are still long."


The Muslim car was crying again.


"Here I hug, I'm sorry."


"I'll hold on and I'll serve you my husband, you're the most special person, Thank you for everything, I found the right person, You're too good."


"Have not wept anymore, open the kerudu u, it looks like it's very hot."


"Okay Sir! I can't be away from you."


"I'll hold you till the end of my life."