Makmum Putra Kyai
The Match Test of the Breath Is Strange
Tonight after the congregation isyak together with in imami alwi. now they are ready to eat dinner interspersed with obrol an to build intimacy between them.
ibra seems cool playing the guitar chanting habibal qolbi song with his distinctive voice with hoarse hoarse making all drift in a romantic atmosphere in the middle of the forest in the darkness of star-studded nights.
"amar... I asked someone. and I eloped with him. But he refused if I eloped with you ?" ask nafik
the question made the commotion all the charcoal there, while the alwi who heard the silly question began to carry emotions again. alwi calms down by taking istighfar and listening and digesting the whims of the day.
"he... mbak manaf what's your max?" the mar ah protest.
"are you really desperate for manaf?" tiar holds the shoulders of the nafik. staring at the face of his best friend.
"wait save your questions.... I am asking amar...... how amar about my invitation....?" nafik looked at amar.
"okay... when do you....?" stupid answer according to the amar he did not want to lose the opportunity. just this afternoon nafik said about him want to build a wife. and will leave but now suddenly invite elope. why should I refuse.
"you're serious... Such a relationship will work?" nafik sledik
"as long as you are. everything will be beautiful." the face of rage arrived serious.
"huoooooh.." nafik let out a long sigh.
"you are indeed true 2 different.." nafik stood up and went into the tent.The reaction in the lust indeed made everyone confused not to understand what was being thought by the nafik.
"lim.... lia why?" dhoni's curious
"wrongly ate the medicine....?" rohim too
"i don't know either.....?" alim sighed at the thought of the younger brother making him confused
"it's like she's starting to be labile.it's no better to have her marriage to me. So she doesn't have to think about anything weird...." ibra said but suddenly a slow blow landed on his head and it turned out to be from nafik.then the young man pura menguh and spoiled. the attitude of amar and ibra equals eleven twelve. lenjehn.
"you.." nafik sat again now between alim and ibra.
"i have guardians and witnesses." nafik pointed to alim and ibra on his right and left side.
"who wants to marry me right now....!" nafik
"he... Shut up...!" pinta alim is calming.
"you're serious, aren't you deck...?" alim already understood the play of the younger brother that menginakan feelings.
"seriously my dear sister.. if anyone wants to marry me now and sangup give a decent mascawine why wait tomorrow what's 2 months away" nafik looks serious all look at each other to talk about the lust that arrived.
"he.. I belom preparation..why come you married now." amar began to panic.what to do now.
"have you spoken to Dad?" alim wants to know see the excitement tonight which is because it was the act of the younger brother.
" i've...but my father allowed me to choose amar..... I know he's a good young man but.." The sentence still hung began to organize his feelings. start his own game.
" what about mbak?" ibra is serious.
"we'll see how they react. I don't think you're going to do it this fast.." said a slanted smile.
sitting quietly by staring at a calm alwi thinking while holding a prayer beads.is amar confused calling here and there
"test....this is very interesting....?" the naive grunts while taking the guitar that is beside the alim. began to play and hum
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