Love of a Ustadz

Have fun

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At a nightclub, two girls are seen enjoying an alcoholic drink. While listening to music.

“you why should go anyway?” ask Ulma, Dea's friend.

“I can't resist, uncle and aunt have become my parents.” Dea replied, sipping the alcoholic drink.

“I'm sad, no more friends to take a walk. Let alone going to karaoke place,” Ulma stared at the sad face of Dea.

“Not to be sad, let's jog. We have fun today, so tomorrow I'll leave.” Dea drew Ulma's hand, towards the people who were dancing.

Dea and Ulma enjoyed the music at the club that night. The two of them were dancing while laughing freely in the middle of the night club.

"Huhh.capek," Dea stopped her body which was moving according to the rhythm of the music.

"Dea, sit there yuk. Sultry," point Ulma at one of the empty tables.

"Come on." They both extended their legs towards the table.

"So hot, I want to take a shower." Dea was sweaty on her brow that was pouring out.

"Dea, don't lift it up, you see your stomach." Appoint Ulma on the stomach Dea.

"Let's important heppy" Dea said, shaking her hips.

He did not care about the gazes of the club visitors that night. For him, the top priority is appearance.

"Let's have another drink." Bring Dea.

"Can't, if we're too busy to drink how to go home?" Reject Ulma.

"Look, this isn't the first time we've had a drink. Come dong, tomorrow-tomorrow I can not drink the same play to the place start."

They both ordered drinks. And drink it, forgetting time. Dea's so enjoying tonight. Because if he was already in the house of his uncle and aunt it would be impossible to play in a place like this.

At 11:30, Ulma saw Dea dancing with a man she thought was unfamiliar. Then, Ulma approached to take Dea home.

"Dea, go home yuk. I want it at 12."

"Huh? at 12?" Dea asked in surprise.

Ulma nodded, then she looked at the man beside Dea. "You're Dion, right? the owner of this club?"

"Yes, I'm Dion. I was worried about letting Dea do the dancing by herself, so I accompanied her to the dancing."

"Ulma, let's go home!" Dea pulls Ulma's hand away from Dion.

"Yes first, dahhh." Ulma waved at Dion.

Arriving at the car Dea directly start the car. He drove the car at high speed.

"Dea, don't speed dong. You're not drunk, are you?" tanya Ulma was afraid.

"I'm not drunk, the problem is that my uncle and aunt are home." Dea replied, still focusing on driving the car.

"Aren't you leaving tomorrow?"

"Yes, but my uncle and aunt said it was nine o'clock at home."

Dea increased the speed of his car, fortunately the road was quite quiet. Because it's late at night, otherwise it would be very dangerous. Moreover, driving has been drinking, alcoholic beverages.

Dea stopped her car right at the gate of Ulma's house. After Ulma got out of the car, Dea immediately planted the gas without hearing Ulma's ravings.

Not long after, Dea reached her home. The two-story house looks so quiet. Slowly Dea entered the house. He removed the heels attached to his feet. So that no one hears her footsteps.