Love Nadhira

Chapter 60 Unexpected meeting

The sun was already on his head indicating that it was noon, Mr. Arifin came home from his garden which is now harvesting Oranges.

Some of his crops he sent to Pondok Pesantren where Nadhira used to study, some will bring to Abah Rahman's house, all Mr. Arifin and his family visited Nadhira who had lived with Abah Rahman.

Mr. Arifin arrived at his house to take ice water, because the heat was so hot that the orange juice Mr. Arifin asked to be made ice, yeah even if it's just ice that's given a taste and stuff.

''Has he returned, sir?'' Ask Susi Mom on very husband.

''Ma'am, please make ice,''

Susi stepped away taking a flask and some ice cubes, Susi took her purse in her room drawer.

''Already Ma'am,'' asked Mr. Arifin to his wife.

''For a moment, sir, I want to go to the shop first to buy a sense of taste,'' replied Ms. Susi continued her steps to the stall that was not too far from her home.

Mr. Arifin who was hot fanned himself with kopyah that he was wearing.

''Dad is home?'' Ask Herman who just came home from the factory where he worked.

''He Lhe, '' replied Mr. Arifin continued to fan his hot face.

''Mending Mr. shower first dech, let more seger.'' tell Herman on very Daddy.

''Free Mr. shower, soon will return to the garden, you go home just want to take Ice.'' he said stop his fan.

''Oh, ''Och, Herman thought it was finished with his harvest, sir,''

''Oia, you do not forget who you want to bring to Pondok Pesantren and also to Abah Rahman's house.'' asked Herman.

''Had takenin, it was inside his mother who was naruh.'' Answer Mr. Arifin.

Herman nodded and entered his house, Herman frowned at the sight of a sack of citrus fruits in his house.

''Mister ''father? this is not mostly yes, '' Tanya Herman came out again from inside her house.

''If most people stay in love with the neighbors here again Lhe, '' he replied casually.

Herman just breathed his coarse breath, looking at the one sack that his father brought home.

''But not so many times, sir? half of it is enough for two, murmured Herman slowly as he stepped back into his house.

Herman put his backpack on the dining table, Herman then took one more sack to divide his oranges, so that very father took him back to the garden.

''So much for what try, want to sell in Pondok Pesantren,'' groused Herman continued to separate his oranges, until the remaining half.

Then Herman took a rather large crackle for the orange fruit that will be brought to his sister in the city of Surabaya.

Then Herman divides the orange again for his neighbors, count alms as well.

After everything was done, Herman went into his room, in the taste of a towel hanging behind the door and then headed to the bathroom to clean himself.

It did not take long Herman had finished bathing and rushed to the terrace of his house, who knows very Dad is still there.

But Mr. Arifin has returned to his garden again to deliver ice taste to everyone who is working there.

''Yach, it's leaving again, '' Murmured slowly Herman.

''Why Lhe?'' tanya Susi approached Herman who was standing in the middle of the door.

''It's okay ma'am,''

''Oia Ma'am, you've returned to the garden, '' asked Herman turned to face the mother.

''Yes already if so Herman to the garden first well, want to turn this citrus fruit mostly,''

''Yes. Be careful on the road, ''' Susi remembers her son who was quite bleteran if he brought a motorcycle.

Herman took the keys to his bike in the room, then he did his motor sport with half a sack of citrus fruit in front of him.

On the way to his garden Herman grumbled.

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*Sore day*

Mr. Arifin raises his grass on a motorcycle that he used to ride to the rice fields and to the garden, because it is impossible to go to the rice field to bring a good motorbike, while the thieves are eyeing a good motorbike in the rice field or around him.

Mr. Arifin who happened to want to go home from his garden. Accidentally met with buyers of citrus fruits in his garden, which happened to bring money to pay for the orange that had been in his wholesale earlier.

The person who pushed the citrus fruit, it turns out to be an old friend of Mr. Arifin. Yes Mr. Santo who is now a contractor or can be said by a master who is often the middleman of the Orange fruit.

''Ariffin yes,'' Ask Mr. Santo.

''Yes, this is who yes, '' asked Mr. Arifin who most likely forgot the face of his old friend.

''Don't be Fin, cook you forget me, '' he replied.

''Yes really, I do not remember you, said Mr. Arifin again.

''I'm Santo, you know, '' said he folded both hands on his chest.

Mr. Arifin who doesn't remember anything starts to rack his brain hard. So that a shadow shadow shadow when together with Mr. Santo appeared, and then Mr. Arifin remembered the person who claimed to be his old friend.

''This is really Santo?'' asked Mr. Arifin to shake the hand of Mr. Saint his old friend.

Mr. Santo smiled smirk, ''Pura-pura forgot when he remembered, do you want to forget our promise first,'' his sloroh.

''I really forgot Santo, not the githu temple, '' said Mr. Arifin to defend himself from the accusations of his old friend.

Mr. Saint scrunched his forehead, hearing the words of his old friend.

Mr. Santo who was in a curious round began to ask Mr. Arifin, ''Oia Fin, you know how many children now?''

''Alhamdulillah, already two Saints, '' Mumbled Mr. Arifin grateful.

''You yourself have how many nich Princess,'' added Mr. Arifin.

''Alhamdulillah is also the same if Githu Vin, how our promise used to be, make us besanan, '' he said.

''Actually I already have besan sich Santo?'' lirih Mr. Arifin, given his promise first that they both have children, they both agreed to marry his daughter's son later when he was an adult.

''Everybody's married!'' ask Mr. Santo in shock.

''My son just got engaged a month ago.

Mr. Saint continued to ask Mr. Arifin. ''If only one is fiancee, then one is left, right?''

''She is also sich, but my daughter is still a child, she is still in school for now, she said trying to smile.

Mr. Santo nodded and both chuckled at the same time.

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