Love and the Owner of Love

Chapter 78

Seeing the smiling Jihan made Ibra look back.

"You deliberately doain so that the road is jammed" said Ibra.

"Where it is, Mas Ibra don't accuse Jihan dong"

"Why are you smiling so much ?"

"Why is that why ? there's nothing to blame that Jihan smiled, than how does Jihan frown ?"

Ibra was silent, she looked straight ahead again. Little by little, the car can be run. But it turns out that the congestion is getting worse, making Ibra repeatedly take a long breath.

Until the voice of the Maghrib Adhan who roared made Ibra immediately look for the nearest mosque, lucky not far from the location there is a mosque and there Ibra stopped to perform maghrib prayer.

"Let's go down to pray" said Ibra.

"I also want to pray Mas, emm, imaman same Mas Ibra can not ?"

"No, pray with each other"

"When will Mas Ibra become my prayer priest ?"

"Do you want to pray ?" hardik Ibra is already very upset with Jihan.

Not wanting any more debate Ibra immediately left without waiting for Jihan, he was so lazy to serve every speech Jihan.

"How come I'm staying" jihan grumbled.

After finishing ablution Jihan entered the mosque and took the mucena that had been prepared. Jihan wearing it then joined with mothers who want to perform congregational prayers.

But accidentally the eyes of Jihan and Ibra look at each other, for the first time Ibra saw Jihan wearing Hijab even though it was a mukena, Jihan looks very beautiful. To make a strange beat in Ibra's chest.

"Astaghfirullah, forgive your servant, O Allah !" inner Ibra.

One had stood at the front to become a priest, this was the first time that Jihan could perform maghrib prayers along with Ibra.

After the Jihan prayer came back out, Ibra was waiting next to the car that was staring at Jihan.

"What prayers, old feelings ?" nagel Ibra.

"How much do I doain Mas, Mas Ibra want to hear ?"

"No, let's go in and it's not stuck anymore"

Jihan pursed her lips, she got into Ibra's car.

"Although Mas Ibra does not want to hear but Jihan will still tell you what Jihan prayed for" said Jihan enthusiastically

"Surrender" replied Ibra, it seems that he was lazy to serve Jihan. But unfortunately there was nothing he could make earplugs to avoid Jihan's words.

Jihan smiled "So I pray Mas Ibra is always healthy, continues to succeed quickly"

Hearing that Ibra smiled inwardly, she was moved to hear Jihan's prayer. It was unexpected that the woman would pray for herself like that.

"Do you know why I pray like that ?" ask Jihan.

"No" Ibra's reply again made Jihan grimace.

"Because if Mas Ibra has succeeded Mas Ibra will immediately propose to me, will not Mas ?"

Ibra shakes her head, but she has often said that she does not want to get married. But Jihan always talked about that.

"Udah until please go down Ma'am Jihan !" ibra

"How fast is it"

"Quickly from where ? people I'm tired of driving because eventually stuck in traffic"

"But still Mas speed, it should be yes if it can jam it until tomorrow morning"

"Astaghfirullah" Ibra stroked his chest.

"Please come down, I want to go home !" ibra's word is full of emphasis.

"Yes, but I want to salim can not ?"

"No way, not yet convinced"

"So if you're sure you can't ?"

"Yes, Assalamualaikum Mas Ibra"

"Waalaikumsalam" Ibra replied "strengthen my faith, O God"

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"It looks like Jihan really likes Ibra" Keyla told her husband.

The king sat next to Keyla while carrying a glass of pregnant mother's milk, he gave the milk so that Keyla immediately drank while still warm.

"Mending don't ! fearing that Jihan will be hurt" replied the King, his palm stroked the wife's stomach which was now bulging even though it was not too big.

"Why Bang ?"

"Ibra was already a wife candidate, Abi Fahri's choice of Umi Aisyah. Brother doesn't want Jihan to sad mending you sayin deh Jihannya"

"Ibra already knew that she had no future wife ?"

"The rich is not yet, said Abi let Ibra pass the S1 first"

Keyla immediately thought about Jihan, somehow so that Jihan would forget Ibra. Because Jihan is an unyielding woman.

But if it doesn't stop Keyla is afraid that Jihan's feelings will get bigger for Ibra. Indeed, the match has been arranged with God, but if Ibra himself has been betrothed with both parents it is impossible that Ibra will refuse.

"Did you know the girl ?" ask Keyla curiously.

"Whose girl ?"

"Who would like to be in the same match Ibra Bang"

"Oh. I don't know Neng, I just know his name"

"Who's his name Bang ?"

"Oh Allah to my wife" The king again pinched his wife's cheeks, causing Keyla to complain in pain.

"Sick Bang" said Keyla "Let's call Key curious Bang"

"If his name is not wrong Husna Abang somewhat forget also Neng, he is the son of Kyai from east Java is indeed his close friend Abi Fahri"

"That rival Jihan is heavy" Keyla murmured.

Of course Keyla had to stop everything he didn't want his best friend to be hurt by Ibra. Actually Ibra is also not wrong he never gave hope to Jihan but it is the basis of the Jihannya who continues to pursue Ibra.

"Dear" call the King

"Yes Bang"

"When do you check again ?"

"Next week Bang, why is it ?"

"Ingetin Brother, you often forget"

"Basic is not old yet senile"

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Meanwhile, a room belonging to a beautiful girl the light is still so bright, after finishing attending the 4 monthly event her sister-in-law Zhalfa immediately decided to go home because there is a campus task that has not been completed.

So did the Mother who also came home.

Since last week there has always been sending him SMS, but Zhalfa hiraukan he did not want to reply to the message.

And tonight Zhalfa's phone shook again, as usual though he did not reply Zhalfa would read it.

"Good night ? am I bothering you ?"

Zhalfa sighed in frustration "Who the hell sent me the SMS keeps ? just disturb"

Zhalfa put his cell phone back on the nightstand, and pulled the blanket back to cover his body. Since the task had been completed, Zhalfa immediately went to sleep. Tomorrow he goes to college in the morning.

But it turns out that the SMS he continues to receive in the past week is disturbing his sleep, he is excited and most of all very curious about who sent him the SMS.

"Did I reply ? just so I know who sent me the SMS" murmured Zhalfa.

"But if this guy has evil intentions how is it ?"