Let me Hate You
Part-30 I hate you, Fadil
"Zemira's awake!!" abi went into the room.
Zemira, Anne, and Milla sleep with a strange and unique style model. Three o'clock in the morning, Abi went into the room to wake his daughter up because the pounding uncle Ahmed sebntar again came.
"Zemira!! Zemira wakes up" said abi again.
"Yes bi" Zemira answered opening her eyes.
"Cepet wake your anter brother to his prayer shop there aja" said Abi.
"What time is it" Zemira asked as she sat down.
"Three o'clock, I'll be ready soon Uncle Ahmed and his uncle came" replied abi.
"Abi really does not love me" said Zemira stepped into the bathroom.
"Zemira before going clean first his camera" abi's message.
"Hem" Zemira answered in the bathroom.
Zemira wakes Anne and Milla.
"Bantuin finish dong" said Zemira.
"Yes is still sleepy" replied Milla.
"The hunt will be raging" said Zemira began to tidy up.
Anne and Milla eventually helped Zemira tidy up her room, Hasan's brother Zemira's sister helped her sister lift her belongings as necessary.
"Take care" abi's message.
"Here!!" abi's orders.
Zemira complied and approached and was hugged so tightly by abi, Zemira hugged back even though half conscious.
"Don't mess around later abi told Dullah every day to check on you" abi's message again.
"Iya abi is calm" Zemira replied nodding.
"Be careful, the mistress, it's been there soon Uncle Ahmed came" said Abi.
After Zemira kissed the back of his hand, the car immediately left the yard, and not long uncle Ahmed's car came fitting once when Hasan's brother's car left.
"Assalamu'alaikum" said Ahmed's uncle, then both shook hands and hugged each other.
"Wa'alaikumussalam, Hasan just took Zemira to the boutique" replied abi.
"When I want to know Nizam" said Uncle Ahmed.
"It's best that they don't have to see each other Mad" Abi replied.
"Well why is it? good times a soul mate" said uncle Ahemd joking while laughing.
"Known this is Nizam my son" continued Uncle Ahmed.
Adiyaksa Nizam Ishara is the nephew of Ahmed's uncle, a friend and close friend of abi Zemira. She's a pretty young obstetrician, she's smart and she's smart. Coupled with his pretty handsome face being the idol of many women who looked at him.
"Sorry to trouble you" said Nizam opened his conversation.
"No papa, you say Ahmed means my bang too. Sorry if this place is not suitable for you to live in the next few days" replied Abi smiling.
"This is more than very comfortable" said Nizam returned abi's smile.
"Don't call me, just call abi" replied abi.
Abi shows Zemira's room to Nizam, because for the next few days Zemira's room will be occupied by Nizam.
"Nizam's daughter abi's room, Zemira's name. Understand if a little fight, and the room next to there is a regular book room Zemira reading and writing a lot there. You can also use it if at any time bosen, there are many story books that Zemira used to read. There are love novels, motivational books and many more even his brother's collection books and he is there so you are welcome to use them" you tell me everything you want to tell Uncle Ahmed.
"Thank you very much abi, and I'm sorry for being so troublesome" Nizam replied.
"Don't know uncle" replied Nizam.
"Of course he wants you to marry his daughter" Ahmed's uncle laughed.
"Of course" added Abi Zemira, laughing.
The three of them chatted in the living room while accompanied by several cups of coffee and sweet tea, this early morning accompanied by jokes and laughter.
"Your nizam don't misunderstand what your uncle said about abi wanting to marry you to abi's son" said Abi began the conversation for the last time.
"Yes uncle was just joking, after all Zemira is a woman who is difficult to conquer" added uncle Ahmed.
"After loving him will continue to survive, so it is difficult for him to turn away from the love that has won his heart" continued Uncle Ahmed.
"Here rest in the room, it's a little afternoon" Abi orders Nizam who looks tired.
"Iya abi, sorry Nizam stay first.and sorry can not accompany abi playing chess later after the break insyaallah if Nizam had time" said Nizam smiling.
"Yes no papa, enough rest" replied Abi smiling back.
Nizam stepped into the room, abi temeni uncle Ahmed play chess with fun and fun. Zemira's door knob was opened by Nizam, Nizam meticulously looked at every corner of the room and even Nizza accidentally saw some photos attached to Zemira's walled room.
Nizam smiled at the photo of Zemira, he laid his body on the bed belonging to Zemira and then fell asleep.
Dibutik Zemira was ready to go to work on a bicycle used to go to work, Milla and Anne had returned home each morning.
"Everyone" Zemira said after arriving at her workplace.
"Cielah more sparkling power after Fadil gave a response" leden Helena partner work.
"Hustt. don't take care of her boyfriend's feelings and take care of other people's feelings" he replied.
"Jaelah Zee, other people never think about your feelings. You are still thinking of others" Helena said.
"Udah ah jagan discussed" he answered avoidantly.
"New nah also wanted to" said Helena saw the steps of Fadil who approached the stall.
"Zee" call Fadil.
"Well?" ask Zemira.
"Before speaking" replied Fadil asking Zemira to come closer.
"In the meantime" said Zemira.
Fadil sat on the long bench in front of the shop, Zemira approached Fadil.
"Why ka?" ask Zemira.
"Do you know yet?" ask Fadil.
"You what?" Zemira furrowed her brows feeling astonished by Fadil's question.
"Mother and Father are planning to propose to you for me" said Fadil.
"Huh? really, when are you?" zemira asked whether she should be happy or surprised.
"When not yet know, but certainly when I heard Mom talking to you about us" replied Fadil.
"How do you think?" asked Zemira confused what to do.
"Son't you have a beautiful ka, can you make it beautiful ka destroyed?" zemira.
"I love Lovely Zee, but I do too. We've got to face it together no matter what and one thing you should know Zee I love you too" said Fadil rubbed gently on Zemira's head wrapped in hijab.
"Welcome to work" added Fadil rose from his seat and stepped out from before Zemira.
You give again the power of love from the eyes that do not speak, from the mouth that is silent, again and again the heart says it wants to be fought for. But again and again your steps continue to spin back and disappear. I hate you Fadil, Zemira said in her heart as she watched Fadil move away from her.
