Love In Do'A(Sequel Heart Kink Raisya)

Misunderstand

The next day, at 21:31.

Currently, rain is pouring down on the city of Jogja. Naila's still in the distro checking the books. All employees have been home since 21:00. The sound grew increasingly gripping as the sound of thunder rumbled. Naila was eager to contact Salman, but she was distraught. He did not want to trouble Salman. To cover up her fears, she replies to Farah. He couldn't have called, because there was lightning.

20 Minutes passed, but the rain was getting heavier. When he wanted to lock the door of the distro, there was someone who came in wearing a raincoat. Naila was terrified to see that. But when the person opens his raincoat life, Naila feels relieved. It was Salman who came on a motorcycle.

"Salman, I'm scared! I thought who's coming!"

"You think I'm a zombie?"

"Bu-not so! I'm so scared!"

"Haccim...haccim...!" Salman started sneezing.

"Come in, man! You must be cold! Open the rain coat first! The floor can get wet!"

"Why don't you come home yet, Nin?"

"I'm checking the bookkeeping, because a lot of things sell today. I'm afraid it doesn't fit, so! You can come here, what's up?"

"There's someone calling me! Haccim....!"

"Who?"

"Yes, you!"

"Where is it?"

"Yes, you call me in inner contact!" Salman Temptation.

The truth is Salman checked the CCTV distro from his HP. He saw Naila alone. Then he left the house without saying goodbye to his parents who had slept in the room. To disguise his departure, Salman used Edo's motorbike in the garage of his next-door unit.

Salman was not aware, his words made Naila's heart flowery. But Naila still controls her heart.

Naila saw Salman cold, she sneezed incessantly.

"Now! Put on my jacket, man!" Naila gave Salman his jacket."

"No! I can take stock of the distro."

"Stock jacket out! Today was hard! You just wear it!"

Salman finally wears Naila's jacket. He inhaled the smell of Naila perfume attached to his jacket. The cold atmosphere made Salman complacent.

"Oh my God, please strengthen my faith!" Do'a Salman in my heart.

The rain is starting to stop. Salman brought Naila home. As they stepped almost smpai to the door of the distro, Naila slipped and lost balance. He held onto Salman's hand. However, Salman who was not ready, fell along with Naila. And at this time they were both lying on the floor in an angled position facing. There were splashes of water on the floor of the rest of the raincoat Salman was wearing, and made them fall.

"Ouch!"

"It hurts, Nin?"

"Yes, you must be sick too! Sorry I made you fall too, Hehe..."

"I'm sorry!" Said Salman, put up a mood cool. But actually he was happy.

Their position has not changed. Out of nowhere the whisper came.Salman's hand stroked Naila's cheek. He is just a human being, who is sometimes weak in his faith.

jeddar....

Sound of thunder and lightning simultaneously. The lights went off instantly. And the rain again.

"Salmans!" Sontak Naila touched on Salman's whereabouts. Naila is afraid of the dark. He used to be locked up until night in the barn, while lamenting the passing of his mother.

"I'm still here, Nin!" Salman grabbed Naila's hand.

Both hands were cold.

"Come, wake up!"

"You!"

"Why, Nin?"

"My knee hurts, man!"

"Sit down! Don't bend! Just straighten his legs! This must have something to do with the time you fell from the tree first!"

"Do you remember?"

"Nothing is missing from my memory."

seerr...

Like there was warmth flowing in Naila's body. He did not expect Salman to still remember that.

"Lad! Don't hold!" Naila screams as Salman touches her knee.

Suddenly the lights came on.

The voice shocked Salman, until his hand slipped and his body fell onto Naila's body.

"Salmans!" Raisya approached her son, and pulled him to wake up. Then she called Naila to wake up

"Dad! Mother! It's not like you see!"

"Mother has warned you to stay away from what Allah forbids! What happens if we don't come?"

Haris is carrying her son's ear.

"Au, au, sick!"

"Sick you said, huh? What do you want people's children? Salman, Father never leaves you impudent to any woman! Good thing we saw, what if someone else caught it?"

"Sorry, Auntie! Salman did nothing!"

"Naila, you don't defend her! You don't know a man's rotten sense when he's close to a woman!"

"Mother, my wits are not rotten! Mother doubted me?"

"Don't say much to you, boy!" Sharis Assert.

"Naila, come with us to the house! Leave Salman alone!"

"Mother!"

"We'll take Naila to the housing! You go home when it's over! Naila isn't safe being with you right now!"

Salman cannot argue

 his parents. Raisya and Haris take Naila to the house.Risya memapah Naila, because his knee is still sore. Naila's been forcing her way back to her boarding house. Both cannot be disputed.

Salman began to get frustrated waiting for the rain to subside.

"What the hell, they! So outrageous! This boy is a good-natured man, they doubt his own upbringing!" Salman monologue.

They arrived at the housing. This time Naila set foot in Salman's house. Salman never took Naila to his house, because they were not mahrams. And her mother's message was always recorded in her brain and heart.

"Naila, while you sleep in Salman's room. Sorry only two rooms. Salman did not want to take a bigger house. There is already a bathroom in this room. Do not be afraid, I will not scold you! I'll scold Salman."

"No, Auntie! Don't be mad at Salman! Two is wrong! It was just an accident."

"Tomorrow let's talk again, now you rest! This is aunty pajama, it seems enough for you to wear.Have you prayed Isha'?"

"Thank God, Auntie! It was in the distro."

"If you need anything, call me Auntie. Are your legs off?"

"Yes, Aunt."

"Salman's father was smart to overcome the problem of the feet. So remember when we met in Bali." Raisya smiled imagining his mass with Haris.

"Ah, yes it is! You just rest! Let Salman sleep outside or sleep with us later."

Naila is currently in Salman's room. The room is quite simple measuring 4x6 meters. With monochrome shades.

"Why am I stuck here?" Inner Naila.

At 23:02, Salman arrived home. Her mother was still waiting for her in the living room. Salman is still sneezing.

"Here, mother make ginger wedang! Drink up!"

"Where's Nindi, Bund?"

"Sleep in your room!"

"Certainly, me?"

"You slept with us."

"I'm not a kid anymore, Bun!"

"He's sleeping here."

"Mother..."

"Enough! Don't talk too much! Mother wants to sleep! You have to go to trial tomorrow! How dare you hold onto someone's daughter!"

"Mother, Nindi is not a girl, she's been married. But I don't dare mess with any girl let alone her." Inner Salman. He did not want to refute his mother's words anymore. Because it was night, and he was already very cold. Salman went into the room and slept in the middle of his parents like a toddler.

Seriate.....

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See you again....