Love Flips At The End of the Season

HONESTY ABAS

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Fatim's House ....

"The motorbike is the result of a joint venture of adek-aduk under the bridge, adek parlour, and also Kak Jef with his friends also a little donation from your future in-laws." explained Nadya who made a sweet smile Fatim slightly faded.

Instantly his mind floated on Abas, there was a thread of tearing wounds in the recesses of his heart. In his mind he still hoped that the Almighty would unite them one day.

"Oh my God, I am so moved. Thank you all for this priceless gift." Fatim rejoiced to receive a key bearing the initials "FA" which means Fatimah Ananbra, although Nadya actually ordered the initials "FA" for Fatim Abas.

"Thank you everyone, this is the most beautiful gift I have ever received. Not because of the price but more to its value," said Fatim with a sparkling face even though in the recesses of his heart he was sad to remember the words of Nadya about the prospective in-laws.

All seemed happy together to enjoy all the dinner dishes that Nadya had prepared not to forget their prayers magrib together as well.

After finishing the prayer isya Fatim residence began to desolate. All started to return to their homes. Fatim also looked tired after playing with the brothers and sisters under the bridge.

"Darling! You look tired you should rest immediately, but do not forget to change your clothes first." Nadya smiled at her daughter.

"Yes, Ma." Fatim who was feeling extremely exhausted immediately moved towards his room on the second floor.

Arriving in his room he immediately replaced his clothes and lay down on his soft mattress. Fatim deliberately this time put a green spray patterned with small roses complete with pangharum room that smells of roses. When lying down the body will be very relaxed as if actually sleeping on the surface of roses.

Just a few minutes later he closed his eyes, the sound of his phone ringing. Lazily he reached for his gawai which was on the nightstand beside his bed.

Without seeing who called, he accepted.

"Hello! Who the hell?" fatim asked with his eyes closed.

"Hello it's me, Yati. Are you sleeping at this hour? He said he wanted to learn to prepare a retrial that was only a few days away." Yati tries to remind her best friend.

"Yes later because I'm sleeping studying, now I sleep first yes, sleepy because." Fatim was really sleepy at the moment and he turned off his phone connection unilaterally which made Yati upset.

Tut .. tut ...!

The voice of the phone from Yati but not Fatim lifted. The voice of his best friend's phone really does not stop so that makes those who have a device feel annoyed and disturbed.

"There's nothing else, Fren! Sorry I'm really sleepy" said Fatim limp.

"Gue wants to confide," said Yati spoiled.

"Hemm, what?" fatim said, although he was really upset.

"This is about my brother Wawan, he just called me .. he .. he wants to invite me fiancee if later I have graduated, according to loe how? Wouldn't I be young if I was straight in the room? I still want to go to college too, the time during marriage is that, it is not exciting." Yati spilled her heart, but the one she spoke to did not respond.

"Fren! A hello! Loe still shits me or loe sleeps." Yati started to get upset again.

"NRHMMMMMMM!" yelled Yati as much as he could because of the annoyance that made Fatim jump from his sleeping position that was asleep while putting his car in the ear.

"Astaqfirullah halazdim, Onengggg!" yelled Fatim who followed upset at his best friend.

"Once you go to sleep and do not hear my curses," said Yati fiercely defending himself.

"Loe must be responsible if my eardrum is damaged or the snail house is broken and destroyed in a mess" said Fatim upset.

"Tests! Test it! Halo," said Yati irregularly.

"Loe what the hell is Fren, test bag test bag, dizziness I dread it," cried Fatim from across his phone.

"Alhamdulillah it turns out my friend is still normal hearing." Yati looks happy while sahabtnya still a little upset.

"Well, what do you want to say now? Let me hear it!"pinta Fatim to his best friend.

"No ah, not so his speech was stale too." Yati closed his phone that made Fatim bengong himself with the behavior of his best friend.

"Hadehhh basic Oneng, was willing to confide in meksa-forces, my turn was ready he who matainin phone. Ah, I've been beating me up again." Fatim pulled out his blanket and began to fall back.

Just about to fly into the dreamland so dim he heard the sound of his cell phone.

*This must be Oneng again, just ganggua. It is not possible if he told his beautiful and holy friend to sleep well, Fatim wrote in his heart.*

"Hello! Why else? Yes, I accept if you like, if you don't like it just say it, I'm really bothered," said Fatim without seeing who called him.

"Assalamu'alikum, Deck!" Someone's voice across the phone.

"Daddy, it's me. Brother Pop!" Clearly Abas is confused with Fatim's cerocosan.

"What?! So-so this is Pop's sister, emmm Abas?" Fatim was wrong.

"It's me, you why not blabber not clear as before. Who do you ask to say accept it or not, who likes who?" asked Abas curiously.

"Oh that's my best friend, because from earlier he was disturbing constantly with his chatter on the phone. He wanted to confide but his guenya sleepy so he was angry, so my brother thought he was still the one who called," Fatim explained to Abas.

"You how are you? I'll return to Jakarta on Sunday, so Monday can take the test" Abas said, sounding sad.

"Alhamdulillah I'm healthy, how long the reverse is only Sunday will we be unable to play or meet that because the problem has been focused for the test." Fatim's voice sounded a bit of protest.

"Yes all have been arranged by Abi brother, later after the test sister will also go straight back to Bandung again, it looks like this will also be our last call, the last call, that's why I'm trying to make a call tonight. I don't want to lose this opportunity." Abas stopped his words.

"Why is that, brother?" Fatim's voice sounded sad.

"Patim! Can you be honest with me?" asked Abas expectantly.

Fatim's heart was beating fast like he was running marataon tens of miles away, he felt very happy and sad as well. I don't know what Abas is going to say but he really hopes it's happy news.

"Dad!"greet Abas for not getting an answer from Fatim.

"Eh i-iya can do it, brother. Just tell me I'm ready to hear it." He was finally able to answer Abash's question.

"Sister likes a girl who since childhood has stolen the heart of her brother, and after a dozen years finally sister met him again. She was still the same as the little girl, only now she was getting more beautiful. In my heart my deepest brother wants to make him a childhood bride to be my sister's bride in the present. We used to promise to be a couple who loved and loved each other until we wanted to separate. Is it wrong for you to wish that?" asked Abas, whose chest was tight, his feelings for a dozen years can finally be revealed tonight.

Fatim who heard it was filled with tears of sadness mixed with happiness. He was happy that his feelings did not clap one hand, but sad because they would never be together because he was bound to an arranged marriage.

"Dad!" sapa Abas rasak.

"Hemm" Fatim answered briefly.

"You crying?"

"Yes." Yeah." Fatim nodded even though Abas could not see him.

"Ana uhibbukifillah," said Abas slowly but quite heard by both.

"What is that brother, brother?" asked the plain Fatim who did not understand the meaning.

"I love you because of God, and you will always pray that the Most Possessing Heart will unite us in a sacred bond" Abas said.

"Aamiin, but ...." Fatim did not continue his words.

"So don't know, you've already been betrothed and so has brother. But what's wrong if we try and pray to be together. Nothing is impossible if God wills it. Brother wishes you to remain excited and happy with anyone you will be together to wade through this life." Abas held back the tightness that was growing.

"Yes, Brother." Fatim was sad.

"Gue is very sad at the moment, if we can still repeat the past, I want us to be like before. When I cry then my sister will hug me and give me lollipop candy," said Fatim rasak.

"You who are patient, keep hoping and praying. Thank you for opening your heart to your sister, remember if later you call is not active it means that you do not hold the phone anymore. Abi said sister later after this test sister will soon hold the engagement as well as marriage. Because after that brother will go to Saudi Arabia to study there." Abas could no longer hold his tears that were now flowing profusely on his cheeks.

Fatim was no longer able to speak tears now had completely wet his cheeks. The two of them were still holding their phones but were silent. No one was able to speak just a sobbing heard from the two.

"Sir, it's late at night you should rest yes," Abas' voice sounded hoarse.

"But I don't want tonight to end, this is our last call" Fatim's voice was no less hoarse.

"I know, Grandpa. But your health and your ultimate goal as a student is much more important. Order brother do not forget to pray at night, beg there. Inshaa Allah do'a that we promise will be easier to hear and to be worshiped by Allah. Deck! Listen again I love you because of God. Assalamu'alaikum." Abas ended their talks.

Fatim hugged his phone with his eyes closed. Never imagined that all this would happen. All of this is entrusted to the owner of body and soul.

La haula wala quwwata illa billahil aliyil adzim called lafadz hauqalah. Meaning: “There is no effort and strength except by the help of Allah, the Most High and the Most High."

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