Love Twins D (Dilan/Dilara)

Dilara wears a hijab

"Tonight we're going to the cafe, how?"just make Dilara smile and then he reflexively hugged Bagas.

"You're very good at persuading me" Dilara said.

Bagas let go of his embrace and then Dilara looked at his face.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to hug you earlier .." explains Dilara.

Bagas smiled then he stroked Dilara's hair slowly.

"It's okay, get ready we're leaving soon. And one, I beg you to use the hijab because I don't want my wife to open her aura" Dilan said.

"Alright, I will wear a hijab." said Dilara who rushed to change clothes, while Bagas he immediately came out while carrying his clothes, because he would change clothes outside just thought.

Dilara does have a Muslim dress but he never used it, he was confused when he would wear a hijab he just kept silent while staring at the hijab pashmina.

"Oh, how is this I never wear." said Dilara while biting her lips.

Bagas was very upset because Dilara was so long.

Where the boy is, it's getting night. Inner Bagas.

"the virgin! fast day is getting night!"shouts Bagas make Dilara immediately run out.

"Gas, man,"

Bagas opened his mouth wide when he saw that Dilara had not yet used the hijab.

"For so long, you haven't worn a hijab?"ask Bagas very gently.

"Never, I have never worn it," Dilara revealed with a cry.

Bagas exhaled and then he pulled Dilara's hand into the room, he sat Dilara in front of the table and he began to remember Dilara's hair.

"Look at how, and you have to learn that it's not possible if I always wear it?"said Bagas while putting a scarf on Dilara's head.

"Yes, Gas." replied Dilara very gently.

Bagas began to wear the pashmina hijab to Dilara very cleverly.

Well, it's troublesome that he did not turn this hijab once instead he did a lot of turning this hijab, making me dizzy and can not imitate it let it if he asked me to answer yes. Inner Dilara.

After Bagas finished wearing the hijab Dilara he looked at Dilara's very sweet face while wearing the hijab.

Sweet as she was wearing the hijab, my heart was very calm as she looked at her face, Inner Bagas.

"Gas, you're so good at wearing a hijab that you're also very good at tying my hair?"ask Dilara while wearing her glass shoes.

"Maybe because I lived together with my mother from childhood, that's why I was good at doing it very easily" said Bagas with a smile remembering his time with his mother.

"Oh, is your father not with you?"ask Dilara while walking closer to Bagas.

"She's been dead since I was a baby, and my mother took care of me alone." said Bagas with eyes that harbored a deep amara fire.

"Come, we go I'm ready." said Dilara who walked through Bagas slowly.

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Dilan was ready to go to the cafe to meet Ameena, he walked slowly to the outside as he climbed on his motorbike he saw the car coming into his house.

That, instead of his friend papa's car, which we met ya, it's been a long time. Inner Dilan.

The car stopped and two handsome men came down and approached Dilan, Dilan immediately kissed the hand of Mr. Ardan with great courtesy.

"Good night, sir." said Dilan with a smile.

"Night too, you want to go, huh?"asked Mr. Ardan who saw Dilan's appearance was very neat.

"Yes, Sir. Want to meet a friend." replied Dilan.

How could I be honest if I wanted to meet his son, Inner Dilan.

"Yes" answered Dilan who stared at the departure of Mr. Ardan and Farhan.

It turns out that his son Mr. Ardan is beautiful and handsome, even both of them are my lecturers. Inner Dilan.

Dilan immediately climbed on his motor sport and he began to advance his motorbike at high speed, so that he could get to the cafe because he was afraid that Ameena was waiting for him too long.

After arriving he went straight inside and it was true that Ameena had a hand, Dilan immediately approached Ameena who was sitting sweetly staring at him.

"Sorry, I made you wait a long time .." said Dilan while sitting his butt on the bench.

"It's okay, I just got here. It was with papa sama bang Farhan, "ungka Ameena.

"Really, your father came home with Mr. Parhan" explained Dilan and Ameena laughing.

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Bagas and Dilara just arrived at the cafe they went inside and they sat on the bench that had been ordered, Dilara's eyes glanced at Dilan he rounded his eyes when he immediately held Bagas' hand.

"Gas, look at that,"appoint Dilara towards Dilan.

Bagas saw Dilan laughing together with a beautiful woman.

"Let it go, can't we just take care of his life?"said Bagas while opening the menu book.

"Yes, but. I wonder what their relationship is because I have never seen that woman before" Dilara said as she stared at Dilan.

"Hurry, order food, we must go home soon because tomorrow morning we must leave" said Bagas.

Dilara looked directly at Bagas and then he chose the food to be ordered.

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Dilan accidentally glanced at Bagas he rounded his eyes because he saw Bagas together with a woman.

Goddamn it, he brought another woman. Maybe he could walk with another woman when he was just married, if there is no Ameena here I have beaten him all out. I'll take care of it after this ...Inner Dilan.

"You can meet me every week, and we'll study together think of me as your tutor." said Ameena while eating her fries.

"Byeah, well every Sunday I'll come, but. Don't stay at your house, just in the cafe .." said Dilan.

"Well, I know you don't want to until someone finds out about our friendship, right?"ameena asked while looking at Dilan's face.

"It's not like that, but I don't want people to think that's not about us" Dilan said.

"Alright, "answered Ameena with a sweet smile and they began to continue eating each other's food.

Dilara occasionally glanced at Dilan and Bagas forbid it but Dilara still stole a glance.

I'm so curious, I'll make sure after I get home on vacation I'll find out about them. Inner Dilara.

After finishing eating Dilara and Bagas immediately went home to ride a taxi because they had not had time to go to Kenan's house, to pick up Bagas' matic motorbike and at that time Ameena came home Dilan was about to approach Bagas and he had not found Bagas anymore.

Shit, he's home. Just watch out later if I meet him, Inner Dilan.

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