Makmum Putra Kyai

Makmum Putra Kyai
An Emotional Discussion



The chat continues more exciting.nafik pon already kumpol with others.


seeing all staring intently at him. nafik was curious about what really happened. he sat next to alwi. akhwat joined after the nafik came. so full rame now the big table.


"what is bib....why do they see that I was wrong?" nafik looked at the alwi and then turned to the others, the most visibly angry.


"no. zaujah.. habib afwan.. ... have talked about our problems" alwi put on a cute face begging his wife not to be angry.


"check.... habib did not meet them?" nafik clucked. alwi pleaded while holding his ear.


"habib knows it's a family disgrace.the business of both of us. then why habib saga2.sin tau bib." nafik began to get upset walo still veiled visible from the eyes there is anger.


" afwan. keceplosan" alwi.


" what is it....?" goda nafik's.


" lia.. sister is also angry with you.why do you have to think that way" alim blushed angrily at the expression of her sister.


"yes Iia.. we've worked hard to help. let your father" dhoni was confused to hear all this.


"pull your words again or you'll regret it." pinta ibra please.


" it all depends gus has.. I only give him a choice. in reject alhamdulillah. .. taken yes no problem. .. just like a principle that I profess at all my desire I will not withdraw it or deny it.." serious trump with his words . who do not know what exactly happened guess just guess.


" stubborn.." grutu alim annoyed.


" you know better.he's your sister" amar jukur take a voice while. alwi chose silence. seems now alim began to get angry.


" but what about you?" sledik rohim interrogates his sister.


" are you sick?" lehan the mature talk.


" are you going to be able to see him with other people?" ibra was curious too.


"as powerful as anything someone must have a weak side.as well as me. he's my weakness. .. That's why I decided to do it" answered the calm nafik a few days ago he and alwi had forgotten the conversation, but now even all became know.


" you don't know if all this time he's been flailing to touch me" the inner nafik shouted.


"just out of fear of getting in my way.who's selfish now.the marriage I want the person I choose is hurting me... if dad hadn't hunted 2 and let me go to college first. I wouldn't have hunted2 forced habib to get married actually I'd have hurt him I just wanted him to be happy" did not feel the clear bulir was leaking wet the veil.


" you guys are discussing what a lot of fikri makes all awkward.he's husband amalia brother alim and nafik


" may brother fikri not hear" inner alim


" if you hear and talk to your father can be dangerous What else if abi umi alwi know "alim so restless himself while staring at others hoping no one speaks again.


"ah ... thank goodness we can gather this way it feels anyem temtrem.." looks like firi did not hear.he came to sit while holding his little son.


" sister is right. ...?" lehan replied calmly.


" oh yeah..kalia come between lia and the airport right...?" fikri started discussing other things about the departure of the nafik.


" yes.." triac line of chicks.


"follow her sister. lia wants to go" the sunnah lets the tension disappear at once.


"when else is the way.." ibra chimed.


" it's a long time ago lia went. ..so can kumpol 2 first "all the spirit once.


"let's not find a big bus.." fikri idea.


" sister.but we depart from the holy.." alwi asserted the karma of all the goods there.


" yes after download nantu..in holy we will compute in holy directly deh anter" fikri asserted.


" lia went alone huh....?" amar curious


"the plan there is the same ida who wants to go to college as well. but letter 2 balloons kelar. so I will accompany a few days" alwi who from earlier listened and was busy watching the tears of the angel looked down at the face of it. no one was aware except alwi


" well.. hanimun dong.." seduce them all.


perhaps most people still see the taboo about polygamy, but it is displayed as a real portrait in society.not a sin or mistake.


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