My Halal Lover

chapter 32

"I can't be angry with my husband, sin!"

Ah, that's a good weapon. Right on target.

"Yes yes, my husband is a bitch ."

"Well that's dong, so cute little wife why?"

"I used to be, but it was cute . From childhood I've been in love, hehehe."

"Ah, that's my khilaf . don't go to geeran deh you!"

He said khilaf?

"Yes kali, khilaf for years. "

"Ah, how chatty my wife is. Been quiet ! I'll miss you later."

"Alaaah... I switched the conversation, hahaha. Uh, mas I miss you singing kayak on the bus first while glancing at my lyrics that, wkwkwk."

"God has confidence in my wife."

"Udah ah. lying sins. Sing or I hang up." I threatened.

*In every night I miss ...

Your presence will be

I was squeezed into the silence of the night

Because you're not on my side

ohh, my lover

When I close my eyes

Your shadow is incarnated

When I am tired of falling asleep

I was lulled in my dreams ..

Do. you feel it ..

Like what I feel

Oh lord ...

Do not separate our love

Guard ...

This love until the end of life ..

May you and herself

The power of love

To appreciate this love

I focused on listening to Farhan's singing.

"Hello, Zela, don't you think I'm?"

"Denger mas, denger. There's nothing sadder?"

"Well, I was listening to that song, uh baper."

"Hahaha, my girlfriend is flirting with me."

"Biarin, the important handsome. Ah, there sleep ! It's past nine o'clock. Good night, my beloved wife. See you in prostration tonight. Inget , do not lose the same distance . It's only temporary . One day, distance will lose the same sense of our longing. Assalamualaikum."

"Guilandjam ."

Tuttt!!

Phone disconnected. I smile at the sky on the terrace of my room. Yes, I will not lose or give up the distance.

The sea is not as long as we pour in prayer. God only gave us the distance to become more mature. It's not what. Just about me, you, and the distance between us.

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Farhan's POV

Day night ... day night...

It doesn't feel like four months have passed. The semester holidays are in sight. Another week ! Can't wait to meet Labil. Eh the Zela means. At least I am grateful that there is still distance. God is still testing us and allowing the longing to pile up.

"Mas, Radit's mas!"

I heard a loud voice that this final ending was again familiar in my ears. I don't know, I don't understand this girl. He's a pure Javanese.but subhanallah ...

I think , he's having a perversion. His behavior, astagfirullah no soft at all.

I prefer to go deaf now. Protect your servant from the temptation of the damned devil, O Allah.

"Mas, here I bring you lunch."

I'm still so excited about my phone.

"Mas let's eat. I cooked it myself."

I'm not ignoring

"Mass!!!"

He shook my arm. Reflexes I brushed it off.

"Already Rin. I was busy. Don't bother me. You know, I'm a married man! So, please stay away from me."

"But mas. I don't care if you have a wife. I love you equally sincere. "

Again, Karin tried to grab my arm. .

"And one more Karin, stop trying to touch me.!"

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