Love In Do'A(Sequel Heart Kink Raisya)

Naila nglamun

Tonight there are flowers blooming in the hearts of Naila and Salman. But they still hold everything. Both of them did not want to ruin their meeting. Let their feelings be harbored first for the sake of repeating their friendship.

"Here's your hostel, Nin?"

"Yes, you can't go in! It is forbidden for men to visit night."

"Yes, I understand! I'll play sometime, if I may."

"He'em, of course you can! Yes already! I'm going in first, man! You're careful on the road, and thank you for driving me."

"Yes, equally. I'll go first, assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikum salutations."

Before going far, Salman looked back, and Naila was still standing in her place. He smiled and waved to Salman. Salman responded with the same.

"Your smile shifts my world, Nin." Salman murmured in his heart.

Salman left Naila's boarding house. Along the way, he smiled happily.

"Mother...! I'm done."Salman shouted in the street, no matter the people around."

The Kost-an Naila.

Naila brought all her grocery bags into the room. Then he cleansed himself and prayed Isha'.

"God forgive my sins and the sins of my parents. Protect and love us at every step of the way. O Allah, thank you for bringing me together with Salman. Although this feeling is still hidden, but I'm happy to see her again." Do'a Naila After Isha's Prayer'.

Naila checked her Ponsol, apparently there were 10 missed calls from the father.

"Okay! Could've been a high blood daddy."

Naila called her father back.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Dad." Naila said a little nervously.

"Wa'alaikum greetings, where have you been? Why hasn't Dad's phone been picked up from here?"

"My phone is silent, Dad! It was from the shopping mall and other supplies. Continuing to return due to his taxi strike, Naila stopped by the mosque for Maghrib prayers."

"Who's going to the Mall?"

"Alone, Dad. Good thing I met a friend who took Naila because there was no taxi through."

"When you hear your fluent explanation, I believe you're not lying! Because I know you're not good at making up stories."

"That's what Daddy knows! How dare I lie, Dad?"

"Good, I never taught you that! Yes, now go to sleep! Don't you have a lecture tomorrow?"

"Yes, Dad! Good night, Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikum salutations."

When going to sleep, Naik just remembered that he had forgotten not to exchange HP numbers with Salman. Maybe it's because they're too happy, so forget about it. Finally Naila sleeps and dreams are good.

The next day, Naila was ready to leave for college and enter a new class. As usual, he walked to the college. This time he was alone, as both of his friends were in the afternoon.

Farah who used to come late this time, came early.

"Cock tumben not late?"

"To get directions, Nai!"

"Haha.it's just fine."

"I saw your face beaming like a flower blooming in the garden, is there something you want to tell me?"

"Emm..but you don't bucket, huh?"

"Father, let's tell you a story!"

"You remember my story about my friend Salman, right?"

"What friends love monkeys?"

"As far as you go, Far! Want to hear it?"

"OK, okay!"

Naila recounted the incident that happened to her. Starting from his meeting with Salman at the station, until Salman drove him overnight.

"It deserves your face a lot of honey, apparently there are bees approaching."

"Surely speaking, Far! I love the geje!"

"Hehe. yes-yes! Keep shooting, or get shot?"

"Dead dong! Nothing like that, just meet me I'm happy."

"lik! From your eyes I see, there's something you regret."

"Yes, I forgot to ask for the number!" Naila said regretfully.

"Okay, Naila! Basic forgetful!"

"Let's talk later, the lecturer has come!"

Since the lecturer had come, they finally entered the classroom. Naila is less focused on attending today's courses. His mind is somewhere else.

"You're wearing a black headscarf!"

Naila gasped to hear herself appointed by the lecturer.

"Ah, yes! Me, Sir?"

"That you, just entered is daydreaming!"

"Pardon me, sir!"

Somewhere else.

Salman is checking development at the US Residence. He noted some points that must be addressed.

Not long after that his phone rang.

"Hallo... Salman!" Because of panic, the mother forgot to say hello

"Mother, what's wrong Bund? Why are you panicking?"

"Your sister Raka and Riky were in an accident! You hurry home! Just get on the plane! Mother wait, hiks..." There was the sound of the sound of the crying of his mother.

"Patience, Bund! Calm down! Okay-okay, I'll be home soon! Mother should be calm, just pray for them to be okay. Which father?" Salman did not ask for his chronology, because he wanted to go home soon.

"Your father is taking care of the administration, come home quickly, son!"

"Yes, Bund! Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikum salutations."

After getting a call from his mother, Salman immediately headed to the house he occupied. Then take care of clothes and other items. Salman called asking one of his father's staff to be escorted to the airport.

"Sir, please return this bike to its old place, yes! I paid for it for a week. If you or anyone else wants to wear it, it doesn't matter."

"Okay, Salman."

Salman immediately contacted Om Alan and told him the real news. He also entrusted his housing project to Om Alan.

Salman has arrived at the airport and previously booked tickets online. In an hour, he'll check in.

Less than an hour flight. Salman has now left the airport. He was picked up by his father's private driver.

"Go to the hospital, Mang!"

"Good, Den!"

Salman drowned in front of the hospital and immediately entered the ICU room. In front of the ICU room he saw his Grandpa and Grandma.

"Sir, Grandma! Where are Mom and Dad?"

"Your mother is inside, only one person can wait inside. Your father's probably in front of the operating room. The person who collided with your sister is in surgery. Raka was already in the hospital room, there was Ayuni and Mbah Utimu." Answer the Grandma.

Mbak Kung (grandfather), Mbah Uti (Grandmother), the name for the parents of his father Salman.

"Then I'll see Raka first, please tell Mommy if she's looking for me later huh, Grandma?"

"Yes, Man."

Salman walked in looking for Raka's room. After meeting, he went straight into the room where Raka was being treated.

"Remember..." Ayuni, the 14-year-old girl immediately hugged her brother. Salman returned his embrace, then Salman kissed the back of Mbah Utinya's hand.

"Abang"Raka said weakly.

"Don't say much, just take a break."

"Salman, Uti lives first huh? Want to pray Dhuhur, later change! Soon your Mbah Kung is here."

"Yes Uti."

"Come, Ayuni! Pray with Uti."

"Yes, Uti." Answer Ayuni.

Salman sat in a chair near the gurney. He held his sister's hand and gave her spirit.

Seriate.....

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