My Daughter's Choice Wife.

Figure Introduction.

Nur Sabrina is a 21-year-old girl, final semester student, beautiful and gentle girl, affectionate with a small child. In addition to teaching, he also teaches private lessons. Sabrina was originally the son of a rich man. However, because the father who works as a big party contractor with age is rarely a property entrepreneur who uses his services, Sabrina now lives a simple life.

Muhammad Adnan, is a handsome; Duda. He is the successor of the papa business, the owner of the Campus and also the Pesantren cottage Foundation.

Afina Mawadah; four-year-old beautiful and spoiled daughter of Adnan.

Sulastri is a 30-year-old lecturer with one son. She's Arman's wife.

Arman Jaya Putra; is the dean of the faculty of economics she is the husband of Sulastri.

Bobby Adnan's best friend.

Prily Sabrina's.

Kevin's Sabrina and Prily's friends.

Siti fatimah mama Adnan's.

Rachmad papa Adnan's.

Abdul: Sabrina's father.

Kamila; mrs Sabrina.

Suhaya; ART Adnan's.

Isabella; adnan's ex-wife.

14 David Bella's.

15 Djody friends Junior High Adnan.

Andini mom Bella.

Wijaya papa Bella's.

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"We should rest first while calling Aunt Fatimah," Arman suggested to Adnan who could not think of anything other than wanting to immediately find Afina.

"Let's sir" Adnan replied then they rested in the mosque which is still on campus.

"We should pray first, let Nan calm down" Arman suggested.

"Let's sir," that's the only answer that came out of Adnan's mouth. They also prayed isha. After the prayer, Adnan was a little calmer and then contacted Mama Fatimah.

"Assynoltom..." Fatimah said hello.

"Adnan, what's wrong with you?"

"Ma, Afina is the same Mama isn't?" lirih Adnan's.

"You are how the hell is Nan? Afina isn't it the same as you?" mama Fatimah's voice was no less panicked.

"Afina is missing Ma,"

"What?! so Mama had already given Nan advice, to invite art! You're not even horrified!"

Tut's.

Mama Adnan decided on a one-sided phone call.

Adnan was really frustrated, then dropped his forehead on the floor, prostrating himself in prayer that his daughter wherever she was be given salvation. It was eight o'clock at night but Adnan lost track of his daughter.

"Nan let's find yuk again" said Arman.

They also came out of the mosque berlajan to the security guard post asking if there was a small child who came out this afternoon. The security guard said there was no.

"Nan, come with me we check the cctv"

Adnan also followed Arman, he was grateful because Arman had helped a lot.

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"Why did you pick her up so late?" sabrina asked when her father had just arrived.

"Haduuh... jammed Na, even though father had slippage looking for a way, but where can? It's a total crash, because there was an accident." Abdul looks tired.

"Sorry, why don't you just turn around? If you know that, I'm riding a motorcycle," Sabrina pityed her father.

"Sudaah.we pray isya to the mosque first," Mr. Abdul until not yet pray magrib want all magrib even though it is late than not.

"Well, who is Na?" Abdul just realized there was a little boy. Afina just smiled looking at Abdul.

"Later to tell me, Dad" they walked into the mosque. But just a few steps.

"Meoooong..." The black cat looked at Afina as if it did not want to part.

"Tante... cat how is this?" Afina did not leave the cat.

"Let him here, he should not be taken to the mosque, he will wet the bed" Sabrina explained. Both giggle.

They went to the mosque to pray. After the prayer, Sabrina told about her encounter with Afina.

"You remember your address, son, if you know I'm intervening" Abdul said.

"I forgot.." replied Afina innocently.

"If you remember the hp number?" abdul repeated the question.

"No..."

"So I asked Yah, oh gini aja Yah. Father announced at the mosque speakers, who knows if anyone is missing," Sabrina's idea came up.

"Alright," without thinking again, Mr. Abdul announced that he felt that someone had lost a child. Although the possibility of people hearing is very small, because this mosque still belongs to the campus, and the village is very quiet, far from residential settlements.

At the same time, a middle-aged woman with her husband was still in the car in the open glass. He monitored the road leading to the campus, when he saw his grandson with a car light.

"Oh Allah, our grandson Pa.." mama Fatimah cried all the way.

"Patient Ma, hopefully Afina will not happen," Papa Rachmad was actually very panicked but he tried to calm down.

The two were silent to each other, only the roar of his own car sounded. Mama Fatimah sayup - she heard the name of her grandson mentioned on the speaker. "We go to the mosque first" Fatimah said breaking the silence.

"Open us to pray isya Ma" refused papa Rachmad.

"Just like we went there first, who knows our grandchildren are there Pa." Fatimah said. Whether it was just a hallucination of thinking too much about his grandson, or indeed really hearing the name of his grandson called, after all there is no harm in coming to the direction of the voice. Inner Fatimah.

"Well," Rachmad turned the car to the right where the mosque was located, in just one round the man who was still dashing at the age of 57 years was still very gallant.

Until in front of the mosque the car stopped, Fatimah immediately went down and half ran into the mosque on the island of Papa Rachmad.

Fatimah went into the man's prayer room. There is only one man who is thinking.

"Haha... Tantee... geliii,"

"Pa, that voice is the voice of our granddaughter Pa," Fatimah sparkled and then ran to the woman's prayer place. Up inside, her nether caught her granddaughter being tickled by her neck by a beautiful girl.

"Afina.." cried Fatimah made two women of different ages look at each other.

"grandmother..." Afina screeched and ran to Fatimah.

Sabrina followed behind looking at the granddaughter and grandmother embracing each other. "Why did you leave my dear Papa... Papa's looking for you.." Grandma looked at her granddaughter condense.

"Bad papa! Ninggalin I'm in the room," Afina pouted.

"Papa is not ninggalin you baby, but is in a meeting," papa Rachmad who just had a chance to talk explained.

"Yes, Papa is looking for you to be confused" continued Fatimah.

"Good night Aunt... Om.." since then Sabrina was forgotten and then shook the hand of Fatimah.

"Good night" replied Fatimah and her husband together. Fatimah looked at Sabrina's beautiful face.

"Oh yes, Grandma, Afina forgot, this is Aunt Sabrina who helped Afina loh," Afina said.

"Oh my God, thank you Sabrina, without you I don't know what happened to my grandson," said Fatimah sincerely.

"Sama-sama Aunty," Sabrina smiled kindly.

"Alhamdulillah... Afina has met with her family" Abdullah said after arriving at Sabrina.

"It's Dad,"

"Well, isn't this Mr Abdullah?" ask papa Rachmad.

"Sir Rachmat," Abdulah was surprised.

"Do you know Sabrina's father?" fatimah asked with a frown.

"Sir Abdullah, who built our foundation first Ma," said Rachmad. They also talked familiarly.

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