MY IMAM

Chapter 52

Days change, the date on the calendar also changes as the contents of the wallet and the minus account balance.

Relationships with online shop accounts are increasingly stretched, chek out and all sorts of slowly separated.

But not with the relationship of the Pol Pak girl with the widower of one child who is getting closer.

Makes the twin brother start to feel envious and rivaled.

"Enak bener who has been able to move on directly dapet replace." Sindir Bizar to his sister.

"Either, that's if you've found a direct target of gas do not dodiemin bae." Answer Syauqi.

"Well that's how it is, he said the jack is still in time to close the heart due to betrayal." Obviously Bizar by squeezing, not even effort eh already afraid to fail.

"Gini deh, you often and anter pick up Ahpi school bang. There's a good thing for you, that little fella doesn't want to go to school by himself." Syauqi's advice sounded like it was but was brilliant.

"You said so."

After hearing the advice of the twin sister, Bizar began to ponder. In his minimal brain, he devised a strategy for how later when accidentally met or how later when he would get acquainted with the teacher who became his future target.

Some time had passed, but everything that was arranged in his mind seemed to be in vain. He really needs help, just advice and input or something else that is useful.

Aaaarrrrh !!!!!!

Bizar ruffled her hair in frustration.

"Why the hell are you bang ?" Syauqi asked half-windingly to see the brother who was constantly screaming in depression.

"Your advice is okay, brother, but....." Hanging words.

Syauqi raised his brows inexplicably. "But what ?"

"Ntar if you accidentally met or did not accidentally face to face, brother kudu how else ?" Ask Bizar seriously.

"What is the direct contact ? Or ask for a WA tukeran, or follow a sosmed account, or a direct lamar brother ?" Continue with one breath. That's what you think about the sentence.

Syauqi patted his eel slowly, his eyes glaring about to come out. For whatever planet Jupiter has, this brother is really a big zero intellectual problem.

"Lu ain't no brain bang. Once twice you spread the charm first. But my advice is normal-normal, fear ntar even sepantaran Ahpi who nak target." Syauqi replied accompanied by a sigh of care.

Yes if his brother can be this kind of want to deketin chick.

"Ouh so yeah deck. Tired." Answer Bizar.

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It's high noon, it's time for the schoolgirls to go home. Because today was special, Kahfi came home sooner than usual.

"Where the hell is the tumben not yet nongol." Murmured a single person in a white uniform ash in front of the gate while wailing.

Usually, a teenager like Kahfi chooses to stubbornly bring his own vehicle to spread his charm and show off his manhood. But in contrast to Kahfi who is still loyal to enjoy the shuttle service from her beautiful sister.

"Sister haven't you picked up yet ?" Ask someone from behind Kahfi.

"Eh mother, not yet ma'am. Tumbenan also nih molornya later." Answer lethargic.

"You're also strange, others on carrying their own motorbike or car you're still comfortable shuttle." Say the figure of the woman who was called mother by Kahfi.

It was clear that the woman was someone who was respected.

"Enjoy the beauty of being the youngest sister, ma'am." Kahfi's reply was accompanied by a mild nudity.

When else can bother his two brothers if not gini. Thought Kahfi.

A few seconds after answering the teacher's statement, a black rush car stopped right in front of the two. Unwittingly by anyone, the driver of the car was right beside Kahfi. And....

Bugh !!

"Astagfirullah hurts weh !!!" Shouted Kahfi surprised instead of playing. Again chat with prospective sister-in-law even nak tabok.

"I'm sorry mom, I'm shocked." He then realized that he was screaming right in front of the teacher.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Said Bizar who was not considered since his arrival.

"Waalaikumsalam" answered Kahfi and his teacher compactly.

"Well bang, ngagetin aja lu. Eh how did you pick it up ? What brother ?" Kahfi asked after turning her head and seeing the brother who was already smiling looking at her.

Bizar just smiled.

"Ohhh your wits must be." Said Kahfi while raising his eyebrows.

His eyes occasionally glanced at his brother and teacher alternately.

"Deck deck." Answer Bizar briefly.

"Oh, thank you, Mom, for accompanying my sister. Next time don't bother him." Bizar.

"The pretty teacher's mom is good bet her guy bang." Answer Kahfi quickly.

"It's okay mas, besides I also happen to want to go home and keep talking to Kahfi for a moment." Answer it kindly.

"Well, we go home first. Assalamualaikum." Pamit Bizar and followed by Kahfi.

Not to forget also Kahfi kissed the hand of the beautiful teacher sign he respected the older one.

"Getishalight."

After that, the car that Bizar was driving began to move away. Leaving behind the figure of a hijab-wearing woman who was smiling in shame.

No matter what made her like that, her heart clearly rippled as she looked at the elder sister of one of her students. Might as well.