Makmum Putra Kyai

Complain at the Beach at Dusk.

Now this emotion can not be contained .menahanya more and more will be a dongkol in the heart. alone now the nafik wants to self-create his anger.why can this. maintain the principle but complicate it once.

come to the beach to calm down but not found.

seeing the waves roll up and even patted the condense feelings.the intention to be filial even troublesome himself as soon as it is really troublesome.what all love affairs are always complicated like this.

"to be honest I do not hesitate any more trouble for the sake of problems come and go.. almost the same problem about the heart.." sitting alone saw alwi amar and alim seem to talk together.

seems to familiarize themselves to cover each other's anxiety.

"why... although it comes too soon. soul mate comes too quickly married in the next 2 months. thicken married why even though he is the same..mute" nafik condemns his own annoyance. while squeezing the dry sand that he was sitting on. The neat appearance of earlier turned deathly pale and tired of falling apart.

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"i want to be alone.." reject the nafik when alim comes to accompany.

"i will accompany you." alim sat down by the sister's side.

"go I said.....! I beg you I want to be alone and do not want to hear the babble of brother.." the face of the nafik reddened full of roomahan.he snapped at the brother.

"la tahdhob... don't be angry and la tahzan ..do not be sad.this is your own choice.you don't see it" alim pointed to alwi,

"in one word you have hurt him and uminya lia.. So do not regret your choice" alim's advice then go let the little brother alone for now. going with the same gondness saw the stubbornness of the younger brother.

the relief answer is now on the father.if the nafik can say all he will be able to ensure his own way.

"assalamualaikum father..., who am I really?" nafik spoke after a phone call with his father.

"waalaikum salam. ..what a max you want you our daughter" the father suspected why the princess was a bit different from her voice.

" then why did you punish me.. I don't want to get married.I'm only 18 years old.I still want to pursue my dreams" the voice was pity. the father knew that his daughter was confused and he was patient.

"you can still go to college. Amar and his family have agreed" persuaded father nafik just silently heard the persuasion from the father.

"son later or now ..what difference amar good and polite child I yahkin you guys mate.." father meyahkinkan.

"well well I want to get married.but not with amar.." nafik rounded his ass.

" then with whom?.." the father was curious and provoked the princess' honesty.

"it's up to you son. Talk to Amar about your lad.." the father agreed.

"well dad..assalamualaikum. "nafik broke off the conversation.

"greetings waalaikum" there is a little relief in the heart of the nafik in wanting to test the amar.not about his religion but about his life.the question that will determine everything

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"we go home this time I drive" nafik sitting in the driver's seat although alim persuaded him not to drive but not mempan. alwi and amar sitting in the back. they hold back the nervousness because so tight the nafik drives.

"dek... slowly if you want to die do not invite2" pinta alim but not in the sister at all.

"he... cool also you know.. if so my wife will I permit you to call ha...ha..ha..ha.." said amar proudly.

whereas alwi even chanted the holy verse of the Qur'an beautifully and tartil. because the beautiful reading nafik more concentration in driving up to his home. even the car was still speeding when entering the cottage complex.santri passed behind ignored only the sound of a loud horn that disperse them until finally digredrif and parked in front of the home nafik

"mayo down.." pinta alim amar and alwi down by holding back the headache.

"you're crazy, yeah, you want to make trouble again" Alim grabbed his sister's hand.

" gus has...1 and amar ..0" said Lia, taking her hand and going into the house.

but the 3 young men tangent to each other staring do not know what the max of the naivet.was the shadow of horror is still imagined.

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