Love Flips At The End of the Season

CBDM2X. 11

The atmosphere of friends with a sprinkling of stars in the night sky of the city of Bandung accompanied two people who were dating with the position of Abas lying on his wife's lap. They stretched the mats of lesehan clumped near the park.

"Don't look, the sky's so beautiful." Abas pointed upwards, where a expanse of millions of stars scattered.

"Yes, but not as beautiful as my heart is right now." Fatim looked pouted.

"Cock his lips forward five centi, ask for service?" Abas poked his wife's lips.

"Don't ask for service just ask for a cut, let me immediately look like my teeth like this." Fatim thinned his lips while showing off his teeth which made Abas laugh out loud.

"You are, Deck. Make my stomach hurt, my molars also ache laughing mutely." Abas held both of his own cheeks.

"Sister Pop!" Fatim stroked her husband's hair.

"Hemm, why?"

Abas took Fatim's fingers and held them gently.

"Why do I feel like I don't want to let you go to Saudi Arabia? I'm afraid our household is destroyed and run aground" Fatim's great-granddaughter was full of regrets.

"Is it because of your dreams the other day?"

The man got up from his sleep and sat down to his wife. He grabbed his girlfriend in his arms.

"Create your heart, give it all to God. If we can maintain mutual trust and trust that God is all-seeing, God willing with His permission will all be fine."

He tried to convince his wife, not just him, he really felt the same way. However, he tried hard and strong so as not to look fragile in front of his mother. He did not want to be a failed priest.

From a distance Grace and Maryam felt grateful to see the intimacy of the child and his daughter-in-law, they also finally thought about the departure of Abas who lived counting days.

"How, Bi? Do we cancel Abas' departure?" Maryam looks riled up.

"Bismillah, Umi. God willing, children can do it. This is also for the future of both of them." Grace patted Mayam on the shoulder before they finally decided to talk in the reading room.

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Meanwhile at My Cafe ....

Tonight so many people who visit make them almost confused because of the many orders waiting.

"Let's all move fast, pity the many customers who have been waiting." Wawan looked a little panicked, while the others were busy doing his job he did not see Yati. I don't know where the girl is.

He asked her whereabouts to his colleagues but all answered not knowing what made the man feel even more upset. In a hurry he helped another colleague, at that time he saw his lover was busy calling who. Without asking and thinking long Wawan immediately approached him.

"Dear it!" hard with emotional tones.

The girl looked over, her face pias. It was unusual for the man to call her by such a name and such a harsh tone.

"I-iya, Brother," replied Yati slowly.

"What do you want to do, huh?" Wawan's face looks red.

The girl did not answer only her tears, she looked down deeper and deeper.

"Now if you still want to work quickly help others." Wawan left the girl in his stuffing.

Yati wiped her tears, she immediately called back her mother who had called. After returning to work, he switched off his phone. When entering the cafe he was also surprised to find guests visiting boomed.

*Surely he was angry, but I was still upset about scolding me without knowing why.*

Yati immediately blends in with the others, sweat instantly soaking into her work uniform. After all was well served, all rested.

The time to go home has arrived and he decided to go home alone without waiting, Wawan. The girl reached into her cell phone and she dialed Fatim's number.

Tut!

Tut!

"Wa'alaikukussalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh, am I interrupting your honeymoon time?" ask Yati origin.

"Honeymoon there is also me again come the moon," replied Fatim crispy across there.

"Torok," Yati chimed in with a slight shout.

Fatim laughed, as usual. There was a hint of longing that looked in the mind of the girl.

"Why? Wanna vent?" Fatim seemed to be able to read the mood of his friend.

"You've been a psychic, you've been guessing the feelings of others" Yati was upset.

"Gue I see, what's the problem?"

Fatim still faithfully stroked her husband's head while on the phone. But the man seemed to understand. He went and sat down and gave a code for his wife to lie on her lap, so that she could speak freely.

When he was about to lie down, his head was bent on a swing that made him reflectively scream.

"Any! Sick, Brother." He grimaced with pain in his head. Abas quickly rubbed the head of Fatim who was clenched on the swing.

"Fren! Is that so again?" Yati suddenly thought in the other direction.

"Based on Oneng, his perverted mind was just. My head's on the swing, it hurts." Fatim cursed his friend who was far in the eyes but close to the heart.

The sound of Yati laughter sounded jarring which made Fatim forced to keep the phone away from his ear.

"Seneng loe ya denger I'm hard," Fatim's great-grandson as he poked his lips, he did not realize if his actions made Abas feel the heart of a marathon.

For a moment the atmosphere became silent. Fatim was deliberately waiting for Yati to speak. He knows very well, if he calls it means that the problem he is facing is quite serious.

"Fren ... my father .. he should be referred to the hospital immediately, said the doctor of the possibility of a cough that the father suffered for a long time has become a spot in his lungs." There was a sound across there.

"Mother's word .. Father's condition will be more broken if not treated immediately. Mother called ... she asked me to calloe, do you allow if the house you love we sell for the father's medical expenses." Isakan Yati is getting stronger.

Feeling this was really serious, Fatim immediately sat down and asked Abas not to pet him first.

"So what else is there?" ask Fatim to ask Yati to spill all tastes.

"Gue ... I .. scolded by Wawan, he asked me if I wanted to be painted," the girl's voice choked.

"Reason?" Fatim was getting curious.

"Gue was receiving his mother's call in the backyard, suddenly he came and got angry. When I enter is our guest tonight thank God, enslave. So it's only natural that if he's angry, it's just that I'm disappointed because he didn't ask me who I was calling or what the problem was, I." Finally the cry of Yati broke.

"Okay so gini, first the house is not loe sell. Because you want to live where you don't have a home. Second take Mr. Loe to the hospital tomorrow, for the cost of loe do not have to think. I'll help you. Then the third, you apologize to Wawan, then tell me what happened. Okay?" Fatim emphasized his last word.

"But ...!" Yati can not continue his speech because it has been trimmed by Fatim.

"No but but only yes." Fatim hung up his phone after he said hello and kissed his friend far away.

*You are a true friend, how lucky I am to have you.*

Abas hugged his lover, both of them went down the edge of the pool that glimmered in the moonlight.

"Hayo Abas, you hold the hand of the woman who is not your mahram, and that is unlawful." Someone suddenly shouted from the middle room door. Behind him also stood Grace and Maryam who forgot that her Son was with their daughter-in-law.

Wkwkk nah lo, who is he? And how did they all react? Wait for the next episode.

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