Love is opposite belief

45-awkward

meanwhile, Mifa is still playing her gadget scroll scroll screen phone (mood) and continue to work as usual what ordered by Rafael (bossnya) will be fast work although very troublesome, he will be, but Mifa is not a woman who gives up easily.

The clock has shown at 12:00 pm Mifa rushed to perform dhuhur prayer with Renata, as usual.

"weh, Mifa wants to pray?", Renata approached Mifa who was walking forward. "uh, yes if Mbak ga praying?", asked Mifa.

Renata smiled "oh Ma'am come the month you pray alone huh?".

"oh yaudah Mifa prayed first Assalamualaikum", Mifa left Renata. "Wa'alaikumsalam", reply Renata.

On the edge of Rena's musholla and her golongs in the middle of the hoe and corner there is no purpose for prayer or anything, talking about things that are not important.

"look at that, the jal*ng come nice to be reached", said one of them.

Rena sharpens her vision "oh, she has not made a no lo, this in the mosque ntar we are considered bad again".

Hey you guys are bad.

Mifa sat down on the edge of the musholla to take off her shoes and socks, after removing her straight in and putting the shophouse along with her prayer mat below (just behind the soft).

Soon Mifa came out with her face quite wet because of the water of ablution, she immediately put on her shophouse and tidied her alphabet as neat as possible and facing the qibla.

A few minutes later, Mifa finished praying and folded back her prayer mats and legs, tidying up her headscarf slightly in front of the mirror, "i'm hungry, I want to eat dumplings aja deh", she said", he said and left the mushola. Mifa was wearing her socks and shoes. Mifa sighed harshly "Huft, tired of it today", and immediately left the mushola.

"willing to eat dumplings in the canteen, I have never tried", Mifa walked to the canteen not far from the mosque, and found a group of men, namely Dadang and his friends, who were, it felt awkward especially last night the two helped each other.

Mifa looked down "em, per-excuse me", and immediately walked through the bunch. "fhew, tumben pretty girl through nih kalem pisan ouh", whispered one of Dadang's friends. "Hust, it's not polite that maybe he's older than us" Dadang warned his friend.

but Mifa could only stand still and pass through, (it almost killed me, ) Mifa's mind and went straight to one empty seat and fit two people.

Mifa headed to the dumpling place and ordered a bowl of dumplings. "em, buk me order one dumpling".

"oh yes neng, twelve thousand", Mifa immediately gave two pieces of money. (ten thousand, two thousand).

"later let my son deliver, where is the seat neng?", asked the mother did not want Mifa to wait for her very long. Mifa pointed to her seat "there, which is her shophouse yah buk". And immediately embraced by the seller of the dumplings.

Mifa returned to her place, and played her phone, as usual checking social media such as insta, twt, and so forth.

arrived. "huh?nelfon's dad?".

"assalamualaikum, huh?".

"wa'alaikumsalam, my father will come home and papa will bring your guests not to late at night to remember. Here, important!! yes already that I end, Assalamualaikum".have not had time to reply to Dad's conversation, immediately turned off and Mifa can only obey how else? he can only accept reality.

Everyone wants to live forever by his choice can't be forced, especially Mifa herself.

- So first, the author knows that this is less, but please understand😉💜-