Love Flips At The End of the Season

PREPARATION OF H-1

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After listening to Abas' message and advice from Wawan's brother, Fatim immediately wiped his tears. He strives hard and sincerely in accepting his destiny as God has predestined in one's life line.

The girl immediately got up from her seat, she smiled at Wawan. Now his joy is back. He decided to go back to work and do his usual activities.

"Thank you, Brother." Fatim passed while carrying his tramp to the kitchen to return to deliver the servants' orders.

Meanwhile, Wawan was happy because Fatim's thoughts were getting older, and he was very proud to have a sister like himself even though they were not siblings.

At rest Fatim immediately carried out his duty, and after that he paid to go to the parlour and under the bridge, he missed his brothers there very much.

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Arrive at the orphanage immediately go down and enter the orphanage.

"Assalamu'alaikum!" greet Fatim to all.

"Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh," answered them all.

"Sister Fatimmmm!" The brothers scattered and embraced Fatim because they also missed the figure of Fatim.

"You guys how are you? Let's play in the back." Fatim immediately ran small following the sisters of the orphanage towards the small field that was behind the orphanage. Don't forget he brought them.

They played camping together until it was not felt now it was getting late and Fatim immediately said goodbye, not forgetting he gave books and groceries for supplies during their holidays.

"Okay now you're a good-bye brother, everyone's happy holidays." Fatim waved his hand before he turned on his beloved motorbike.

"Dadaa," cried the sisters of the parlour to wave their hands.

They love Fatim who is always attentive and love them sincerely. Now that the girl with the red sport bike had left the parlor, she drove down the bridge.

It didn't take long for him to arrive. But he felt strange because the atmosphere under the bridge was very quiet. Fatim got off his bike and walked up to the basecamp under the bridge.

"Assalamu'alaikum!" fatim said with a little strength.

"Wa'alaikumussalam," answered someone from inside and opened the door.

"Where are the other sisters, May? Jef and John aren't visible either?" Fatim swept his gaze around the camp area.

"Sister Jef and brother John are going to find Amir, the boy who just joined us yesterday, while the other brothers are being invited to shop by an ustad, who is a, he said to attend the wedding tomorrow let all the uniforms." replied Maya, the girl on duty who lives in the camp with a little brother who is three years old.

"Who is Amir and from where?" ask Fatim confused.

"Amir is the boy Jef found yesterday at the end of the bridge, he said he escaped from the thugs who forced him to nyopet. So Brother Jef and brother John are worried that he might be kidnapped again by the thugs.

"Oh that, pity also the Amir yes, hopefully he soon found. Well if the ustad who ngajakin shopping brothers who?" ask Fatim again.

"Well, if that's not May know, sister.But the old man is not alone, he was accompanied by many handsome boys along with him earlier." explained Maya to Fatim.

"Alhamdulillah then there has begun to care with you now, Yes already, if that is so brother also can not long yes, yes, nih sister titip food the same souvenirs for you to read during the semester vacation." Fatim handed over the parcels and food parcels he had brought.

Meanwhile Rahmat's car almost reached the basecamp under the bridge, he immediately stopped his car. From a distance Grace notices what Fatim is doing, and she is very grateful to have potential ghosts who care deeply about the people in need around them.

Fatim's red motorbike had driven towards his house, now his face looked cheerful as usual. On the road suddenly Fatim's motorbike was stopped by a silver lamborgini car, making him forced to brake suddenly.

A handsome man came down from the car he looked like a descendant of a king from Saudi Arabia, he walked up to Fatim in his cool style.

"Hey!" he said to Fatim.

"Hi hey hey hey, why would you stop suddenly in front of me huh?" Fatim opened the glass of his helmet.

"Sweet," said the man spontaneously.

"My sweet sugar times." Fatim piqued his lips.

"It's also funny if you get angry again," the man opened his glasses, it looks blue-gray eyeballs are really very beautiful.

*A unique girl, I will find information about you, even to the end of the world. Just this time I can feel amazed at a girl, she also hijab really fit my criteria, the inner man of Saudi descent who only went to Indonesia because of business affairs.

The man returned to the car and asked the driver to drive back to his hotel in Indonesia.

Meanwhile, Fatim again focused on staring at the road, he did not want to careless who would harm himself. It didn't take long for him to get to his house. There were several cars parked in the yard of their house, this of course made Fatim confused.

"Why are there so many cars? So tumben!" fatim muttered to himself. He chose to enter through the garage door.

"Assalamu'alaikum!" fatim said salute.

"Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, enter Neng!" Bi Ijah opened the door.

"Many tumben, Bi. There are a lot of cars in front too? Whose car?" Fatim looked at bi Ijah seriously.

"That car ehmm what's the name? EO-OC ahh do not know is aunt but surely they came to decorate our house he said so anyway." Bi Ijah looked serious with his words.

"Decorate the house for ...." Fatim looked at each other with bi Ijah who was answered with a nod by the aunt who understood the meaning of her employer.

"Oh My God! So mom is serious about what she says?" Fatim patted his forehead as an expression of his disbelief.

Fatim and bi Ijah walked together to the living room that has been decorated in such a way.

"How, Neng? Beautiful huh?"Bi Ijah and Fatim were amazed at the room of his house that has been transformed like a flower palace.

"It's great, but where's mama?" Not yet bi Ijah answered Nadya had walked closer.

"Mama's here, baby." Nadya smiled sweetly.

"Mama seriously this is all-?" Fatim hung his words.

"Yes dear mama boongan, let's go to your room to try the clothes." Nadya pulled Fatim towards the second floor.

Again Fatim and bi Ijah are made to be amazed by the beautiful and magnificent room decor.

"Hows it? You likey?" nadya asked her daughter.

"Ehmm," Fatim answered briefly.

"Why? You sad?" Nadya knows her daughter's heart.

"No, Ma. Fatim is happy as long as he can make mama happy." Fatim hugged Nadya tightly.

*What a noble heart my daughter, you are willing to cover the sadness of your heart for my happiness, and I promise to exchange your sadness for the happiness you have dreamed of since you were a child, said Nadya.*

After taking off her arms, Nadya invites her daughter to try on a wedding dress she will wear tomorrow on the most important day of her life.

There are approximately ten clothes that Fatim will try even if he likes he can choose everything, but because this is only a sad event, he will only choose one shirt that he will use later.

After finding one dress that felt fit Fatim asked Nadya and the others to leave his room, because he wanted to rest. His whole body felt sticky and tired. After he finished cleaning himself Fatim immediately laid himself down. He closed his eyes which were hot because of the melt of his tears.

*Sorry Fatim Abas will soon be married to no one, although in my little heart I still really hope we will mate and be able to age together, Inner Fatim.*

He rubbed his tears that were still flowing, until he finally really fell asleep. I hope tomorrow there will be a miracle.

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