Love is opposite belief

13-at Rafael's house.

"astaghfirullah, I have not prayed and bathed!, belom nyuci clothes, nyapu house, background and so on", said Mifa trying to sit on the bed.

Mifa immediately headed for the bathroom, removing everything attached to her body.after that took her shophouse and prayer mats, not forgetting the golden Qur'an.

"Shadaqallahul-'adzim" said Mifa as she closed the Qur'an on her thighs, "what do I want to cook today?".

"hemm, gatau dah". said Mifa resigned.

"tokk.tok...tookkk", knock on the door of Mifa's house.

"yes, I am afraid" said Mifa walking towards the door of her house which was quite large.

"yes who?" said Mifa as she opened her door knob.

"Sister Iwan??" said Mifa in shock.

"loh adek do not like to see brother yaj?", said Iwan stepped into the house Mifa.

"no, Mifa was just surprised how big brother can know his house Mifa?", said Mifa walked over to Iwan who was sitting on the sofa in Black.

"yes cook adek do not know if kak Iwan has his number masmu?", said Iwan occasionally glanced at Mifa.

"owh, yaudah brother, I'm not cooking, want to go" said Mifa while looking at her watch.

"let's do it the same brother, is brother already nyempetin dateng even adek go".

"well, when will the Mifa² treat, will you?".

"okay, how are you doing?".

"yes, but before going to his house my boss anter me to the restaurant because I was there at 12 o'clock anyway if not wrong" said Mifa.

"okay" said Iwan.

"KAKKKK MIFA IS READY YOKK?", cried Mifa to see Iwan who was sleeping soundly.

"eh astaghfirullah, yes² do not shout that kaka kaka surprised" said Iwan who immediately opened his eyes because jolted in shock.

"why are you going to the supermarket?, not directly to your boss' house?", said Iwan as he walked outside Mifa's house, and Mifa followed Iwan behind her, "yes bring by² that, it's not polite brother".

"ohh.Yeah this is wearing your helmet, later crossed by your police who brought it", said Iwan while thrusting his helmet to Mifa. "yes brother", he said", Mifa received the Helmets and immediately rode on Iwan's motorcycle.

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"what did you buy the Fa?" said Iwan looking at Mifa's groceries.

"hemmm not much si, just yes,,, that's aja hehehe" said Mifa cengengesan.

Mifa followed Iwan from behind while looking at the bag containing not much and not too little groceries.

*Brugghhh", sound collision between 2 equal women wearing long syar'i .

"eh astaghfirullah, sorry well mbak, I accidentally" said Mifa who tried to stand up, and helped the woman to stand."yajh, no papa, I myself may also be wrong", the woman's lantur calms down the guilt-ridden Mifa.

"Dekkk ayooo", shouted Iwan in the middle of² Mifa and the woman's conversation. "after Iwannnn, you've been brother, sorry once again".

"alah.dek comek dong kak Iwan new inget if there is a promise ama temen kaka", whine Iwan while looking at the clock installed in his hand.

"hehehehe.. yes ²", said Mifa approached Iwan and took his helmet placed in the rear view mirror.

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the time has shown at 12:00, since Mifa was waiting for Rafael in front of a very magnificent house. "masyaallah, the house is very big", praise Mifa.

"tinnnn....tinnn...tttinn ...", Rafael's car horn echoed in Mifa's ear, leaving Mifa gasped in shock and immediately pulled over.

"astaghfirullah" said Mifa stroking her chest gently to calm her down.

"MIFAAA...BUKAIN DONGGG!!", cried Rafael who finally opened his car glass. "uh yes sir, sorry sorry", said Mifa while running towards a very large fence.

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"don't you drink what?" said housekeeper Rafael politely.

"just white water" Mifa said with a smile showing her teeth, making Mifa more sweet and beautiful. "you I'm not here to grin or even tell my maid", said Rafael folded his hands over his chest, with a cold tone that made Mifa shocked. "yes, what do you want me to come here?", said Mifa did not want to lose the conversation.

"i'm here to take you to one of the companies that want to sign a contract" Rafael said.

"oh yaudah wait let alone?, oh well this is a little food for Mr. Rafael, remember not to throw away² or mubasir, because food is sustenance" said Mifa sweetly to Rafael.

rafael's heartbeat added and cheeks were hot, not knowing what he was thinking, just daydreaming round his pupils, (did I have a history of the heart?, huh nothing and will not right?), the inner Rafael who raises a million questions.

"sir?, do not dream?", said Mifa as she waved her hand right in front of Rafael. "ah, ekhemmm nothing" Rafael said back to his cold tone.

"let's follow me" said Rafael, while Mifa followed Rafael behind her.

not long after, Mifa and Rafael arrive at his car garage, well how else the rich must have a luxury car+ga only one. "let's pack, and mbak Mifa", the driver politely opened the door for Rafael and Mifa alternately.

not a word came out of the mouth of the driver, Mifa, and of course Rafael who had just propped up his head with his hands, daydreaming and saying nothing.

Klinggh...", notification from Mifa's mobile phone a little find the atmosphere very gripping.

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