Khairil: True Hope & Love

Chapter 21 | No Longer To Grow

...“Let your current love be for Him only the Maha Rahman.”...

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"Don't you?" Zurran grabbed Khairil's hand to greet after which he sat down next to Khairil. Although the age of the two is not far adrift, but it does not reduce the two to always be able to respect each other. A small thing that brings big change. Given the two from childhood can be categorized 'never get along.

"Sorry Brother just came home, surely Umma disappointed again with Brother." Lirih Khairil

"Zurran knows why you are late and God willing Umma can understand. Zurran also wanted to apologize, was called Zurran's tone so." Zurran said, after that both of them were silent to each other.

With a smile Zurran looked at Khairil, "Bang? Thanks, please help Zurran's friend. Maybe if there were no brothers? Zurran would be very sad if something happened to Fifah."

"Yes, but why do you seem so worried as if something happened to him." Khairil could see clearly the look in the eyes of the concern of his only brother.

"However he's a friend of Zurran bang. We knew each other for a long time, from SMP. And Fifa is the only friend who can understand Zurran the most and vice versa. So naturally if something happened to him, Zurran must be feeling sad and worried." Zurran's words made Khairil look at him

For some reason other than being surprised, Khairil also felt there was pain in the bottom of his deepest heart. Have known each other for a long time, understood each other, and felt sad and worried. The three cores Khairil captured from Zurran's speech and the three somehow wanted Khairil to have as well. There is envy of its own, of course. Remembering himself in the past did not have many friends even until now.

And now, it seems like that desire must be thrown away. Although he had only met the woman a few times, somehow Khairil had his own interest in her. Moreover, the girl was the first woman to make the heart of a Khairil tremble violently. The girl who had just met had made her mind chaotic and wondered, is it true that she is in love?

Let now, his true hope and love be fully devoted only to Allah SWT. The Maha Rahman.

He did not know how Khofifah was. Far from that, he was not ready if he had to have a serious relationship with a woman for now.

With a ignorant smile and trying to cover up the uneasiness of his heart, Khairil grabbed onto the shoulder of his only sister. "That means he immediately reports the same ugly brother huh apparently? Don't-don't... You guys are dating?" Khairil looked at Zurran's beads and saw Zurran a little annoyed.

"Yes, Fifah told Zurran bang, but I swear! Zurran is the same he hasn't dated." Zurran raised his V-shaped finger solemnly. Khairil looked up and looked at his sister's eyes. He could see clearly that his sister was telling the truth and not lying, it made his heart a little relieved.

Khairil chuckled, "not yet courting means there is an intention to date dong? Wah.. can't Abang biarin. My brother who is twenty-five years old is still single and will never date. Because of Abang yaa jo-fi-sa's life principle! Singles Fisabilillah and Brother is the President of IJO Tomato. Honorable Singles Bond."

"That's what Abang suffered," Zurran's inner self

"But also Bang! It was just a wrong word. After all, courtship is useless, there are more sins." Zurran got up from his seat and walked away from Khairil. There was no intention of him to argue any longer with his brother. Khairil is too relaxed when it comes to romance.

Khairil clucked, "heuh well? The one word I liked the most from before. In the past said Umma, I was always called adek because I was sure that I would be the youngest child. Eh reality? Even Zurran was born. What a difference it's only a year and a half away." Khairil is upset to remember Jizah's words fifteen years ago and the age difference between him and Zurran.

As a child he and Zurran were often invited by the late Mufid to go to lectures, people often assume that his two sons were identical twins. In fact, they were born in a different year. Moreover, the late Mufid used to always buy both clothes with the same pattern. The more people who just saw the two handsome men think they are identical twins.

Another case when going with Jizah and his two brothers, people always give a sign. "I don't pity it's still a little kid but how much is his sister? Not KB, right? Or intentionally?" Jizah could only smile at that moment because they did not know how she wanted a child so much.

He looked at the living room chandelier that was a little rusty. Yang Khairil remembered it had been over fifteen years. He said the lamp was the wedding anniversary gift of his parents' seventeen.

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Zurran came out of his room to see if the woman was really asleep or not. However, how surprised Zurran was when he heard the snoring sound of someone from the living room.

"Whose voice are those? What, there's a sleeping cross? It can't be ignored,"

Slowly his feet stepped with a folding umbrella located near Jizah's ceramic urn. Be careful, he thought.

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"Astaghfirullah Brother.... Ih, really, why sleep here try. Good thing it doesn't really getok." Zurran saw Khairil who fell asleep with her cheeks in a mosquito bite but did not disturb the man's sleep.

"Wake up, right? Ah don't need it, justin aja Abang sleep here, adek still sesame brother."

In the end, Zurran lets Khairil fall asleep on the living room couch and returns to his original intention of looking at Jizah.

Such is the middle child who santuy and the youngest who baperan wkwkwkwk

Who here is kayaking them?:)

If I was like that.... Zurran hehe

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When we first saw it, there was a heart tremor that had never been felt before. A vibration that you yourself are unable to decipher.

There are small expectations that grow by themselves and slowly awaken higher and higher. There's a wishful thinking you want to make into reality.

But when you know something? And of course it hurts you, so slowly all hope and wishful thinking you have to give direction so that they no longer grow.

Let everything now be kept well in the storehouse of hearts called reception. Accept that if it is not your destiny, it is certainly not for you.

...ΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩΩ...

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