JUST A REPLACEMENT
HSPTI-02
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A beautiful girl who uses pasmina coksu just arrived at Soekarno-Hatta airport after several hours of flight.
Planning to go back to kebandung but he must be here first because he has to go to his boutique to take the wedding dress of the brother who will be married in a few days.
With the spirit of four-five with a smile on the lips of the girl who had a height of about 165cm was pulling her suitcase towards the outside of the airport.
He had to get a taxi immediately to arrive at his shop, only it was almost a minute waiting for no taxi to pass.
"Oh Allah this is a taxi on where yes, why none exist" he murmured while wailing here and there.
Sometimes he saw a clock curled around his wrist.
"So soon Dhuzur!" just now he said the voice of azan reverberated so sweetly.
And finally the girl chose to carry out her four raka'at first, the girl saw there was a mosque across the street where she was standing at the moment.
"Alhamdulillah Masjid ngak far it turns out!" said smile.
Seeing no vehicle that will pass with the heart of the girl crossed the road while dragging her suitcase, but when in the middle of the road arrived a car drove from the opposite direction and nudged her body.
Ciiiiiiittt!!!!
Bruuk!!!
The sound of car tires rubbing against the asphalt invites the attention of people.
"What's wrong?" asked a heavy voice to the assistant, he who was checking several emails on his phone became disturbed because his car stopped suddenly.
"I.that sir seems to be ki.we hit someone" the man replied nervously.
There was a rough sigh from the man, actually he had to go quickly owned by his fiancee's sister or rather his sister-in-law's candidate where his wedding dress was designed but this stupid assistant actually hit people.
"Come down and see if it hurts just love money!" he said expressionlessly without staring at the noise out there, he again busied himself with his cellphone.
Got the man's order to get out of the car and see the situation.
"Hey, the guy who owns the car, huh?" ask a pedestrian.
Instead of answering, he approached the girl he believed to be his victim.
"Miss no papa?" tanyanya's worried.
"What's wrong, can't you see his elbows and his hands are bleeding?" it was not the girl who answered but another passerby.
The man could also see it, he sighed, then he took out some cash from his wallet.
"Miss I'm sorry, it's my fault for being in a hurry please accept this money as a medical expense" he said.
"No, I'm fine, it's just a small wound I can myself!" the girl replied, rejecting it.
"But-"
"Dev, why so long?" not yet had the man called Dev said, the heavy voice of the Boss sounded behind him.
Dev looked back not only his other self also looked at the tall man.
Some of the women who saw his arrival were fascinated, and they also knew who the man was, he was Sultan Adam Bramansyah the only son of Bramansyah, the only heir of Mr Leo Bramansyah.
Likewise with the girl who had pulled over, he was fascinated only immediately he shifted his gaze and beristighfar as much in his heart.
'O Allah is so perfect in your creation, Astaghfirullah!"
"Sorry young master, I'm negotiating with this Miss, and giving some compensation money just that this Miss rejected it" Dev replied as he was, it's just that the answer was misunderstood by the tall man.
Adam went up next to his eyebrows, he looked at the girl who was the victim, ordinary in his opinion, even the wound on his body was quite light, but he even refused the money given by his assistant?
Some people who were about to judge Dev had disbanded, they did not want to get involved with the man, now only the three of them were left.
"The berepa you want?" adam asked without further ado, taking out his wallet.
Willing to make a sound but first the girl said.
"Sorry Mas, I know maybe you have a lot of money" he added, glancing at the luxury car this man used.
"But I refuse to give this Mas not because it is not enough or more, it is because I am fine and this is only a small wound, I am still able to treat it myself, instead of you giving it to me, I give you a better suggestion you give it there, because there are people who need it more, then excuse me, Assalamu'alaikum!" after saying that, with annoyance the girl immediately passed from there across the street, with the goal still the same.
The girl did not expect that she had admired his handsome face but unfortunately his nature was very arrogant.
Adam was silent in his place, as well as the assistant, they stared where the girl went by dragging a suitcase and into the mosque area.
And they looked back where the place the girl had just pointed.
"An Orphanage?" said Dev.
Adam clucked, he closed his wallet again, just now the little girl underestimated him??
"Look Dev, his legs are limping so and he's still a support refusing my hand? and he just underestimated me ? Ck..basic arrogant girl!" he said then went back to his car.
While Dev was about to spout his laughter, this was only the first time he had seen a girl other than his fiancee and the Boss' mother, daring to give him advice.
'Aren't you the one who's too arrogant sir? And I have to report it to the Big Madam!'
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While the girl who is none other than Ayra, after carrying out her four raka'at, the girl went straight from there to her boutique, fortunately she had gotten a taxi.
And the incident that he forgot about it, he prefers to open a small Qur'an that he always carries where and read it, until the sound of his phone rang.
Ayra smiled when she found the sister who called her, she immediately shifted the green icon.
"Hallo, Assalamu'alaikum brother!" sweep it gently.
'Wa'alaikumsallam Dek, has it been jakarta?'
"Alhamdulillah Aya has arrived brother, and this is heading to the boutique!"
'Good then'
"Did you tell Ummi that Aya is in Jakarta?"
'Ummi and Abi already know, brother told you last night'
"really? Thank goodness then!"
'Oh yes Dek, today the sister husband candidate will come to you, maybe he's on the road again'
"really?? wah Aya I can't wait to meet the future sister-in-law!"
'Hihi.kidou this could be, yasudah then heart!'
"Yes yes, yes Aya closed yes Brother, assalamu'alaikum"
'Wa'alaikumsallam'
After disconnecting the phone, the girl looked back at her Koran, until shortly before she arrived in front of her boutique.
After paying, the girl saw that there were several cars parked in her boutique yard, she was sure if it belonged to her sister's future husband.
With a smile the girl immediately entered the boutique that read Aya collection.
The sound of the bell ringing above the door rang, marked by someone entering.
"Assalamu'aikum!!!" answer it politely.
An employee who knew him immediately approached him.
"Wa'alaikumsallam, Ma'am Aya?" abugn.
"Hi Lis, how are you? then where's Tika?" tanyakanya.
"My news is good Ma'am, oh it's Mbak tika there in the Mbak room with the prospective brother-in-law Mbak Aya!" the answer.
Ayra mangut mangut, "If so I go up first yes, the spirit of his work" said Ayra, then he climbed the stairs to where the room is.
Geck! Geck! Geck!
"Assalamu'alaikum!" he said, the three people inside looked back when they heard the greeting.
"Wa'alaikumsa"
"YOU??"
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