My Lecturer Maduku (Why Love)

carving a beautiful story.

after being satisfied to play Arum rapids, ahead of the magrib they decided to return to the hotel.

Yasmin asked for a car with her two best friends and sat in front with Hasan driving.

Yasmin and Kahfi in the middle, along with Wulan who sat in the back with Lutfhi.

sela and Wulan recounted their excitement earlier while playing rafting Arum, many times Kahfi held Yasmin's head back to look back, annoying not.

"what?"

kahfi said seeing Yasmin Manyun when her friend finished telling her everything.

"want to bang too, have such a kayak experience!"

"yes, we'll be there again!

same with brother!"

the kahfi said to embrace Yasmin's shoulder to lean on her.

Lutfhi smiled at the attitude of kahfi so sweet to Yasmin, did not expect the man who always act cold and jutek towards Yasmin, it is now a person who always succeeds in making the woman happy.

remember when Lutfhi came to Kahfi's room on campus.

"Lutchen....!"

kahfi said looking at her while tidying up her books.

"i'm here to pay for your car repair that was scuffed by my friend Yasmin!"

"oh that.yes you just transfer!

you must be responsible anyway!

is that your girlfriend?"

Lutfhi was speechless hearing Kahfi's question at that moment.

"like her she's reckless, don't let her be alone if you're her boyfriend!"

kahfi then gave her account number.

Lutfhi took a breath considering all that, now Kahfi was the one who never let the woman herself, the woman she already considered like her sister.

Lutfhi is grateful that Yasmin has found someone who truly loves and loves her.

Lutfhi smiled looking at the face of his wife who was now sleeping.

only between not sleeping, he prefers chatting and occasionally joking with Hasan.

then Lutfhi cradled Wulan's body and kissed her forehead, still like a dream.

Lutfhi clutches the body of a woman who used to be so supportive of her relationship with Yasmin, although Lutfhi knows sometimes Wulan often steals a glance at her.

the way of God is unexpected and unpredictable.

"thank God for keeping Wulan for me!"

lutfhi.

such a short proximity can bring both of them directly to the pelaminan.

not long after they arrived at the hotel, coinciding with the Maghrib adhan roared.

kahfi led his wife's steps towards the hotel room.

"bu..laper!"

yasmin said as they reached the room.

"Magrib first, baby...!"

kahfi said taking a towel invites Yasmin to clean up.

after the completion of the prayer magrib Kahfi took Yasmin to the restaurant.

looks like some people have gathered.

including Rama and Sinta who are still in the hotel.

"Dad said he wanted to go home?"

"cappuccino daddy son!

tomorrow, I'm telling you mom!

there are aunts and uncles accompanying your mother!"

"oh that....!"

Yasmin smiled seeing the many foods available at the long table.

kahfi invited them to dinner together.

"mi.. how tired is it?"

said Marisa sitting next to her in-laws.

"no..in the past every vacation mami played Arum rapids!"

said Sinta smiling.

"wah, great mami!"

yasmin chuckled.

after that yasmi chose some food that was already available at the table, Yasmin was happy because she invited her friends to eat together.

"bang....!"

"HM....!"

say kahfi while chewing and then feed Yasmin to eat.

a happy birth day.

let's just say he was reborn with the figure of Yasmin who was always cheerful and happy as when he was a child.

with Kahfi who always loved her and complete family.

let's just say that story never existed..

although it is impossible to forget, but Yasmin considers it an outdated story that she does not need to remember anymore.

after they finished eating and chatting and joking, they decided to go into the room.

Rayan was sorry to see the resa who looked lethargic because she was young pregnant, but at noon she was willing to stay in a hotel room rather than follow their activities.only Rayan she allowed to go.

Yasmin opened the balcony, both of them had finished praying.

the wind blew slowly, Bandung Air that night looked cold. drizzle drizzle wet the balcony fence.

Yasmin smiled looking up, then touched the rainwater with her hands.

Yasmin gasped as Kahfi hugged her from behind, looking into her neck.

Warm and make her bristles.

"what do you want?"

"does she mean?"

yasmin looked back.

touching Kahfi's hand that rubbed her stomach.

"yes, you haven't given me a gift yet!"

"Yasmin didn't ask for anything...

enough love and loyalty Brother!"

"that you don't need to ask for, because you didn't ask for it with all your heart!"

kahfi kissed Yasmin's cold cheeks and then turned her back.

kahfi smiled then wore a white gold necklace with the initial letter YK fused.

"good bang...!"

yasmin touched the necklace.

"actually last night you wanted to love, but sleepy is not strong!"

kahfi unites his forehead.

"thank you...! yasmin kissed her husband's lips.

"cold..go yu in!"

kahfi's words led Yasmin to go inside.

kahfi does not like Yasmin playing with rainwater like before, a fact that Kahfi never knew what caused Yasmin like that.

kahfi did not want to ask and did not want Yasmin to remember the incident.

at this time kahfi just want to carve a beautiful story for his wife, so that Yasmin can Forget Masalalu with Hafiz.

"sleep baby!"

kahfi said to hold Yasmin's body, occasionally rubbing her stomach and invite her to talk.

**

Hafiz was speechless sitting in his wheelchair, there had been a lot of progress.

he could also stand alone just yet not be able to step too much.

"this pack is milk" said Alisa kept a glass filled with warm milk.

"wait for Alisa"

said Hafiz hold baby sitter Nabila step.

"Why sir?"

"sit down. I want to talk!"

Alisa was silent for a moment, her heart skipping a beat as Hafiz asked her to speak four eyes.

with doubt that erupted Hafiz tried to convey his wishes.

"how do you think I am?"

hafiz's words stunned Alisa.

"Alisa I am a sinful man, I am not a responsible man...!"

"no! Alisa does not feel that Mr. Kahfi is not responsible, for example, Hafiz takes good care of Nabila, if the problem with mba Yasmin, Alisa knows!

but Alisa also understands that Mr. Hafiz did not mean that...

it is sir, right said madam, Pak Hafiz must rise and forget about mba Yasmin!

sorry if I'm sassy!"

"yes you're right, but I'm always haunted by a sense of wrongness!"

both were silent for a moment.

"Alisa do you want to help me forget Yasmin?"

seriate..