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Like I said last night, I can finally go to my subscription bookstore today. The place where I met Farrel.

I didn't think I didn't, Farrel wanted to take me. The reason is that he also wants to find a book. Yes yes yes I ajakin, pretty well I do not need to go out the fare.

Upon arrival at this store, I had to cover my ears many times because of the various Farrel swearing in the parking lot. Starting from the narrow parking lot, there is a bicycle barrier. Noisier, if not the husband, I have gagged his mouth from earlier.

Not far from me, I saw Mama's car parked there, I saw also the driver who used to drive me if you want to shop for books.

I left Farrel who was still busy frowning it out.

"Assalamualaikum, who's shopping sir?"

The driver looked surprised, sorry sir. Wagging what sii?

"Waalaikumussalam, uh neng Sofia here too?"

I nodded while grimacing a little because the bad feeling had shocked her.

"Neng Hulliyah just entered neng."

Hullis?

Ah I am excited, I finally entered without warning after saying goodbye of course.

My eyes went around looking for the figure of Hulliyah. And, yes. I found Hulliyah busy sorting through the books he was going to buy.

"Hulliiiii.." I whispered a little whisper running around my little dong.

Hulliyah was equally excited when she saw me.

Duh was just yesterday met, but our behavior as we did not meet for many years.

What am I finally doing guessing?!

Yeah, I forgot my original purpose for this store. I was busy helping Hulliyah.

Until someone made me realize.

"Well, I'm looking everywhere. Even the mojok is here."

Suddenly Hulliyah and I turned to the direction of the voice. I found Farrel holding his chest to look at me with a hostile look.

Hulliyah pinched me slowly. Yes Hulli I know this is a disaster, sabaar.

"Hehe, I forgot there was you."

Nyengir has already.

Look at that his face is so upset but it makes me want to laugh at him.

"Have you got the book?"

I distract him, at least able to muffle his frustration at me.

He didn't answer. Bodo.

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I helped Hulliyah for a long time, though I knew Farrel must be cursing in his heart. Idih I care what?

Although his face was bent, but Farrel was still kind enough to help us carry these books to the car.

Actually he's a good guy, but that's a prestige guy huh.

While we were busy at the checkout, it was coincidentally Ustadz Zamzam who had just come inside with a friend.

Looh guy friend, pretty cool too. Isshh Sofi istighfar.

"You guys here?"

That's what Ustadz Zam said after greeting him.

"Yes, I happened to meet Stadz." I replied briefly.

"Then, how about we have lunch first? Rarely can I eat together."

Uh.

Ko so this is the show.

"Well didn't Ustadz just come here?"

"The new moon comes, but you guys seem to be better eating first before buying a book. Is it Qi?"

Isshh what a reason it is, Nimas look at your husband.

Did he call his friend Qi? What Qi is it about?

Hmm ko I became kepo like this hihi.

"Who's Stadz?"

Hey Qi, I can hear no whispering.

"Astaghfirulloh forgot, this is my friend Muhammad Haqi. Call me Haqi, won't you Qi?"

"They are both my wife's soulmates."

Ckkolahamu Stadz.

The person named Haqi smiled amiably.

Wait deh.

I noticed why from earlier the Haqi saw Hulliyah continue to yes. Hmmm lest the jomblowati began to have lyrics hih hihi.

Before long Farrel came to us with his flat face he shook the hands of Ustadz Zam and his friend. But why did Farrel steadily accept Ustadz Zamzam's offer to have lunch together, whether the motive is clear that me and Hulli can not refuse.

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This is where we ended up in a restaurant not far from the bookstore.

I sat down on Hulliyah and also Farrel. It's my feeling or it's just that Farrel is trying to stay close to me.

What do you try to mean?

While on the other side, Ustadz Zam, Haqi and the driver sir were already sitting quietly.

"You don't tell Nimas if we eat in a place like this !! You guys could be snooping with me. I haven't gotten a chance to get him to a place like this."

Duh, it's a pity that I did not record the talk of Ustadz Zamzam.

Hulli ko just shut up. Understandably he is quiet especially if there are people he just knew. Indeed that is the character, hanging out for ten years more makes me know the various traits and behavior of my four best friends.

But don't hang on too many times, Hulli.

Eh maybe he was keeping his eyes out so as not to come face to face with Haqi. That's a real person who seems to feel me. He's interested in Hulliyah hmm.

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After lunch, we separated and continued our goals.

I was in the car to go home.

"Ko Nimas could have a husband like that?"

Farrel said what?

Maybe he hasn't completely moved on from Nimas.

I chose not to respond to his words.

"You didn't, I said."

He started it. Angry at his work.

"Denger ko, I'm horrified. Then what do I have to answer?"

"Yes, yeah what's the response."

Haha he's nervous, hard to answer.

"Rather than you dizzy thinking of something that makes the heart hot, meningan you prepare after this we start learning to read iqro."

Farrel threw his gaze to the side to look at the rearview mirror. I know he's caught my mouth off. Face me if you can afford Farrel.

"One more thing, I'm not a good teacher. So just be prepared later I'll piss you off if you can't."

His eyes turned towards me lazily. Haha, again I feel like I won from Farrel.

Arriving at home, we immediately congregated the dhuhur prayer. This is so sad I thought. But I don't know how Farrel thinks.

After praying I brought the iqro I bought. Farrel had wanted to protest he said sleepy, yes I came out with my weapon dong which made Farrel recede as well.

First I taught him the Hijaiyyah. Well this is how different it feels to teach children the same as old children, uh.

Sebel deehh Farrel behind the mulu between BA and NA, obviously it's different ck.

If the cayenne pepper I've ulek you tuh. Greget.

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#Haha, how much harder am I to write? (author)