Makmum Putra Kyai
Jealousy Kholi On Alwi.
After the speaker of that feeling to his 3rd home with the same taxi kholil sitting in front of the nafik and ida behind. kholil was refused after being disappointed and failed to have his idol intend to go home alone. but ida and nafik persuasion worked.
in the taxi nafik is still busy playing hanponenya .but the habit of belom there is no news at all.
"what kind of man is your husband? " tanya kholil was full of curiosity
"he is physically disabled.. weak wits.. blind eyes... deaf....the ears...the mouth... but if I am sincere and love him because ALLAH will all be more beautiful.
"why did you marry a man like that?" kbolil did not understand and ridiculed.
"what kind of kholil.
"everything called jihan is good in terms of your brother's physique" said Kholil began to cynically.
"kholil.." ida snapped.
"quiet.ida.." soothing nafik.to both are in emotion.
"kholil.it is only philosophical from the description of how perfect he is.. no perfect man will be as great as any weakness. as rich as anything still feels lacking as good as there must be who does not like.... so everyone always has different judgments" he explained.
"you speak.make me offend.." kholil dumbfounded.
" you understand because the belly knows me well. Life has shaped me to mature. so highly did she judge her perfect husband.perfect in faith fear sincerity of faith who is not proud to have a husband like alwi.
"habibi.." whispered kholil.
"i miss.mu" sighed nafik calling his beloved husband.
"he will come soon mbak.." ida happy smile.
" maybe.." hope nafik.l.
jealousy raged. nafik deliberately explained to kholil by turning around so that the young man was tired of himself thinking.but now the mind kholil filled with anger. the love in the dam is now broken to pieces with no hope anymore.
"why don't you just stab me with a jihan dagger....."
" you can really hurt me after what I did"
"but this is a sin. ... what a great sin.. forgive me....."
"i'm gonna kick you in....."
"he must be so perfect. ..and special.you are so special you must be the best."
"you're right I don't know you. I just know you're my first love the rest I don't know"
"behold yourself..your past..your family...your reason...all I don't know"
after the conversation kholil just talk alone. began to organize his feelings that are upset. Maybe it should be this will remain love in silence but the ego has mastered it.
the taxi arrived in front of the flat nafik. nafik down from the left door behind. and kholil from the left front.
a smile spread across the face of a person standing at the door, a handsome man dressed up as a middle eastern man in a long robe carrying a bag and a large suitcase beside him. the man seemed to stretch his hands.
"habibis....."
"afrom. ..."
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