Low-class people's love "the driver's note"

11

"Oh....Where am I?"nur's voice suddenly. Ogre. Slowly. Confusedly. Breaking through silence

Dafa who was reciting after doing the magrib prayer in the room, gasped for a moment. Soon he ended his prayer. Rise from the sitting . Then rushed towards the cot where Nur lay.

"Thank God... You're all grown up son" Dafa his heart felt relieved . Next to the cots for a while Dafa stood glued. He held her little girl's arm with all his taste. In his chest, his gratitude grew even more...!!!

"Is he....?"tanya Nur looked confused. His dear eyes stared fixedly at Dafa, still hesitating at his sight. Still don't believe what it looks like. Nur was not sure if what he saw was true Dafa.

"Yes son. It's papah."

Nur sighed. Reshuffled. His eyes then circled the room. The room is clean white manicured and beautiful. "Where is Nur now?"

"You're in the hospital, son. Being treated."

"Oh.."he said. "What happened to Nur?"

"Nothing happened to you, son. You're doing fine. You just need to get treatment" Dafa tries to calm down. Dafa did not want Nur to be burdened by such thoughts. Dafa did not want Nur to remember what had happened to the girl.

Arini who just finished performing the sunah bada maghrib prayer, a few minutes later approached Nur. Still wearing a face. His face looks brightah seeing the student was conscious.

"Nur....have you kissed son?" Arini kissed Nur's clawed forehead.

"Mother...oh..."Nur's hands hugged his teacher's mother. Interspersed sobs. Probably because of haru. Maybe because of happiness. Or maybe it's because of sadness and longing. Might....

"You're okay, aren't you, son?"ask Arini. " Your mother and father are very worried about you."

"Thank you for your attention and your mother."

Arini's mother nodded with a smile.

Then, for a few minutes Nur just looked at the face of his teacher's mother. The face looks so sad. Emitting softness. Nur..feel lucky to have a teacher as good as Ibu Arini.

"You're healing fast, son." said Arini's mother later.

"Yes, you're healing fast."timpal Dafa. "Later after you recover, papah will invite you to pilgrimage to the tomb of mama. You want to, right?

"Will you take Nur on a pilgrimage to Mamah's tomb?"ask the girl curious.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Who promised?"

"Yes. That's why you're healing."

"Definitely, Nur will recover soon."nur's determination is burning. "Mother teacher will also join the pilgrimage. Let's be more solemn."

"For the sake of my beloved mother's disciple, I am ready to go." replied Arini.

"Will you come?"

Arini's mother nodded

"Oh .., very happy." Nur's cheerful eyes looked at Dafa and Arini alternately. The room became warm instantly. I forgot about the pain. Dafa and Arini had forgotten their efforts. Tired and dizzy!.

A few minutes later, the door of the room was knocked. Dafa gasped for a moment. Slowly walk open the door. And ...in that doorway, the man looked stunned for a few seconds. Rubbing his eyes for fear of being mistaken for his eyesight.

"Assalamualaikum "greetings of the new one.

"Wa alaikumussalam" he answered still did not believe in his vision. Is it possible ...he? Ah.... What is my mistaken vision?. Isn't he that.....? That diia......?!!!

"Goddess Amoy........?"his sigh was slow, still lacking in confidence.

The beautiful woman smiled sweetly. It's so exciting. !!! The woman also nodded. "You know me?"

"Oh, are you really Goddess Amoy......?"

The woman nodded again. "You recognize me?"

"Who doesn't know a famous artist like you?"

"Thank you.'"bala. "You're a patient's family?"

"I'm his father"

"Oi ...." The artist nodded his head. Silence moment. "I asked for help with this incident. I've caused your son a woe. But you don't have to worry, I'll take full responsibility. All medical expenses I will bear one hundred percent. Before your child is fully healed, I hope that the jarngan is brought home first. If it is fit one hundred percent can just go home."

"Thank you for your responsibility "

"Well, how's he doing now?"

"It's a fucking kiss."

"Oh, please" Dafa shifted his body to give way.

The artist slowly entered the room. His steps were as stunning as the model who was walking on the catwok. Beautiful and pleasing to the eye. The smell of his body made his nose unwilling to turn away. There is a romantic feel to it.

Dafa has just realized. It turns out that this one artist is more beautiful when viewed directly. When seen with your own eyes. Than when seen on a television screen.

Arini welcomed her handshake. For a moment his eyes were amazed. "Goddess Amoy yah?"

The goddess just nodded with a smile. Before finally continuing her steps towards where Nur was. On that couch!

"How are you doing, son?"ask Dewi when she arrives next to Nur

Nur did not answer directly. Even gawking like a possessed person. Some moments.

"A Goddess' aunt, right?" Nur asked back.

"Yes dear. I'm aunty Goddess. You who?"

"I.... Nur aunty's. Nur Hasanah's"

"Nor Hasanah..." The goddess spelled that name. With her beautiful sensual lips.

"Nur ngefans is aunty. Aunty's song that ngehits that Nur always sing every time."

"Thank you then" said Dewi. "So you can sing that song?"

" Can be aunty."

"Yes. Then later if you've healed we sing duet yah? Wanna?"

"You aunt."

Dafa and Arini who had seen him from a distance. Slowly approaching them. Join them. For a moment they looked at each other. Knitting familiarity.

"Yes, aunt almost forgot. Earlier in Jakarta aunty bought you something." The goddess opened her crackle bag. "Auntie buy you clothes. Here you see. Don't like?"the Goddess again.

Nur looked at it carefully. Then amazed. Looks really happy. " Great aunt. Nur likes"

"You too, auntie bought you a watch. Here look at the clock "

"That's for Nur, auntie?"tanya Nur was less sure.

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"Yes to Nur."

"Oh very good. Thank you aunt."

"Makanya Nur quickly healed well? Let the goods from the aunt, can be used immediately" said Bu Arini chimed.

"Yes bu guru Nur will soon be cured." replied the girl's spirit. Steady.

" Mother teacher?" The goddess scrunched her forehead. "So you're Nur's teacher? Kirain I mamahnya. So where's Nur's mom going?"

"Had died, aunt. The time of giving birth to Nur."ansa replied aloud.

"O.o......" The goddess of the mangosteen understands. "So who takes care of Nur from whose childhood?"

"It's just papah doang. Because until now papah has not wanted to marry again."

"O.o......" The artist again. A hint of concern flashed across the beautiful face of the artist.

"Bu Arini was Nur's best teacher. He's still alone. But he's nothing papah. Isn't it Mom?" Nur's eyes looked at his teacher. Make sure the question is correct.

"Yes. Your mother and papah if you have been together often it is only ... because you are looking for Nur." replied Arini explained.

"Searching for Nur?" The goddess looks confused. Not understanding the direction of Arini's conversation.

"Yes. Scratch Nur."

"Why is it?"

"Nur left home for a week. If there is no news in the newspaper. Perhaps we have not been able to find Nur yet" Dafa turned to answer.

"O.o......" The goddess looked up for a moment. There was one answer he found. Deserve the little girl, the nights are still on the streets. Deserve the night of the incident .....Nur is still wandering. Apparently Nur....kabur from his house ....!!

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