Maidatul Khan's

Chapter 71: The Book

Beautiful overwhelmed led Datul down from his motorbike. Along with that Zida passed by. The girl innocently walked while drinking ice tea juice. Looking at her boneless cousin sister, Zida rushed over with a panicked face.

"Sir Datul! Datul's mom why is this!?"

Datul was hysterically crying, almost like the man he lived with dead his lover. Her hair was full of fuss, her face was not careless.

"Huaaaaaa..huaaaa...huangoooo....huaaaa..."

"Help bring it in first" cut Beautiful. Both of them let Datul into the house. Getting inside, instead of being calm, the atmosphere was getting chaotic. Dear Mr. Farkhan in the fog found his daughter like that.

Datul braked under his Father's feet. Still with her heart-wrenching cries, the pimply girl even roared while beating her own chest. Suckin' nysek! maybe that's one word that describes how Datul is feeling right now.

"Istighfar Nduk, Istighfar!"

"SISTER! MRS! MRS! HOAAA....AAAA..."

"HOOAAAAA...."

Mr. Farkhan held Datul in his arms. At the end of his broken cry, Datul fell unconscious.

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Zida was struck with emotion after hearing the chronology and background of the problem that made the Datul's brother unconscious. Even after the two hours had passed, Datul still did not wake up.

Actually Datul's mama fainted what sleep anyway?

"Mbak Indah thanks for anther Datul Mbak came home, not the intention of ngusir, but if Mbak Indah tired can go home kog"

"It's like Datul's mother continued to sleep, from earlier did not wake up"

Lovely grimacing. Concerned, but kog emang seems right what the high school boy in front of him said.

"Hmm. then I say goodbye. You take care of Datul Ma'am yes.. btw, his Father Datul kog from earlier did not even come out of the room?"

"Not knowing Ma'am, maybe I'll ask for a hint on the power"

"Oh.. that's it. yes nitip said it later, I'm going home"

"Ready Ma'am Beautiful!"

After Indah, Zida faithfully waited for Datul to faint, which seemed to continue sleeping. Instead of being human, Datul even looks shivering with cold. His face was pale, his forehead was sweating. Zida touched Datul's forehead, reflexing his fingers he pulled back because it felt like holding the butt of a pot that was being used to cook water. Hot poll.

Datul has a fever, and what is it?

"Mas Ali, Mas Ali turned my bike around..."

"Mas... Mas... My bike has not paid off" Datul unconsciously delirious, making Zida giggled alone.

"Hehe... Ma'am I originally wanted pity, but kog see Brother Datul ngigau, I even want to laugh at myself, funny oath! hehe..."

"Mas.. hiks... hiks...." Datul was still delirious, until the tears welled up in the corner of his eyes, then flowed down to his cheeks, even though Datul's eyes were still tightly closed. Zida stopped from giggling. Serious mode, he pity with Brother Datul.

Datul needs someone who can cheer him up. Ahay Zida knows! Yes, Mas Hamam! Surely Datul Mbak happy if there is Mas Hamam. At that time, I couldn't have misunderstood. Datul and Mas Hamam are never kisses. Relax, Ma'am, I will bring Mas Hamam here for Datul.

Sure enough, instead of compressing the feverish Datul, Zida instead sauntered after Mas Hamam to his house. Whether the lucky Zida or Datul, Mas Hamam that night was very easy to find.

"What's? datul's motorbike is on his girlfriend's lap!?"

"Ho'oh Mas!"

"Lack of it!"

"Ho'oh Mas!"

"What the hell are you Ho'oh-ho'oh?"

"Hehe. It's called expressive Mas"

"What about Datul now? don't tell Ho'oh anymore or I'll take your teeth"

"Wkwkwkwk.. hla that, hla that's what I want to say from earlier, Mas Hamam came to Datul's house Yes, he passed out and has not been conscious until now Mas, who is not, before here, Datul also had a fever, I was confused, so Mas Hamam"

"Ho'oh Mas"

Sangking surprised Mas Hamam forgot to pinch Zida's teeth. The man darted, running away from Zida. Though if you think with a cool head, he can use a motorbike rather than running.

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Mas Hamam compresses Datul's forehead, accompanied by Zida. The glowing face of the handsome man looked sad and concerned looking at Datul.

His heart was also wounded when he saw the girl he had never let the famine lie with tears half dry.

"Swake stupid! why is this how you fell?"

"Wake up! We're looking for that jerk guy together"

"I promise I'll help you, calm down everything can be handled, but you wake up first"

There was no answer from the poor girl. Mas Hamam deserves to worry, fear Datul kebablasan. Astaghfirullah, you do'ain Datul dead Mas!?

Lt's not. Later if Datul dies first the story ends dong. Hiz...

Back to the story. Mas Hamam reflex grasped Datul's hand. Take a taste of the heat that radiates in the palm of Datul's hand. Zida who saw that, could only bite the door frame of Datul's room. He felt like he was watching a local drakor.

Meanwhile, Datul's eyes blinked slowly. He could feel his hands clasping, and it was very comfortable. Datul wants to make sure if this is real or hallucination only. Slowly he opened his eyes. And the form of Mas Hamam greeted him with grateful eyes.

"Finally you open your eyes..."

"Yeay, Brother Datul wake up!"

Datul made no sound, barang asked how they were in his room. The girl looks weak. Even to open his mouth, Datul couldn't. Nyesek hit himself when he opened his eyes. I just want Datul dead. He shouldn't have realized that it still feels the same as before. Datul curled up, turned his back on Hamam. Now he's even very embarrassed. Shame, because remember all this time he ignored the advice given by Mas Hamam.

"Tulaikhan! you can count on me, your bike will come back, it's easy, don't worry!"

Not calm, Datul even sobbed. Hamam and Zida looked at each other. How'this? Zida even made a gesture so that Mas Hamam's hand stroked the head of Datul's Brother. Mas Hamam just sort of awkward though. On the elus of Datul's head from behind. Feels flat, but it's okay. To calm Datul.

"Already, already, later you are tired hlo cry continues"

"Eating and taking medicine"

"What do you want to eat? let me buy it"

Effectual. Datul wants to turn the body. Hamam was a little relieved. Datul's stomach is actually hungry.

"Fried rice tripe wearing telor ceplok"

Mas Hamam and Zida immediately smiled. Ah, Mas Hamam should have offered Datul a meal, he likes to eat.

After the fried rice came. The three of them sat in the living room, in front of the television. Mas Hamam bought everyone fried rice. Including Mr. Farkhan. But out of shame to eat together, Mr. Farkhan is allowed to eat in the kitchen only. Cook with parents to eat with young children. They will be angry later. Think dear Mr. Farkhan.

The television lit up even though each of them had no intention of watching.

"Let's eat, let's face the reality" said Zida began his dinner with a packet of fried rice.

The new datul will feed a spoonful of fried rice into his mouth. Hearing the sloth of Zida, Datul so snuffed. Remember the bike again. He put the spoonful of rice down again.

"My motor.. huu.... my motor... hiks, hicks, hicks..."

Kan, cry again...

Mas Hamam scratched his head. Looks like the idea of pinching Zida's teeth might as well.

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Hi, let's get the old update. Othor often work tired. Stick the pillow directly to sleep often. Yesterday also had to bring in a masseuse. That's pretty bad it's cross. Hehe. but it's work again. Tired again deh😁

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