MY LOVE STORY IS ALWAYS FOREVER Season 2

MY LOVE STORY IS ALWAYS FOREVER season2 episode#27 "THE STORY OF THE PAST"

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"Dear I can't?" Khardha instead of going to bed immediately asked her husband a question.

She used her husband's arm as her pillow, in order to speak more intensely.

"What do you want, darling?" Doctor Hasan tilted his body to look at his wife's beautiful face and stroked her.

"When have you been good at cooking?" Ask again by looking closely at the handsome face of her husband.

"Kirain you want what it was, I've been thinking all sorts of things. Here's the story, dear." he answered beginning his mass story.

🌿Flashback

Back when I was still sitting on the SD bench my father went back to Rahmatullah. Since then I only live alone with my mother, she is a teacher teaching in our village, I also never expect any rewards from the students who learn to teach to her. For he only obeyed what the Prophet had commanded.

That's what my mom used to say to me every time I asked, why I don't want to pay dues to every child who learns to teach her. He also always advised me to be sincere in doing and doing, make whatever we pluck in our hearts, take it out verbally and do it with deeds really in line.

To meet the needs of our lives

everyday mom selling satay, hodgepodge and soto in front of the house. I myself often help him sell before or after school. At that time, I did not know that my mother had suffered from complications in her body which was very chronic. I never complained about everything she felt. My mother always encouraged me to continue my studies that were still sitting on the bench of High School at that time so that I could study at a state university. One day while I was at school waiting for the graduation announcement, a neighbor came to me and said my mother was taken to the hospital by residents because she was found unconscious in the barn. I soon followed there but unfortunately my mother was very critical, I immediately approached her who was lying helplessly in the ICCU room with various kinds of hoses installed on her body. Mother opened her eyes as I sat beside her holding her hand, she smiled and gestured me to lead her to utter. La 'illah 'illaa Allah.

After that, my mother left me forever. From that moment on I was determined and determined to become a doctor

so that I can help all those who suffer from illnesses like my mother. I studied hard to be able to get a scholarship and meet my daily needs by being waiters at the cafe N restaurant near campus. If there are holidays I also do not work my friends often ngajakin barbeque in our boarding houses in turn. I was always appointed as a chef or chef to process our cooking spices. Because they think I'm very good at it.

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"So it's a darling," he said, kissing his wife's forehead long enough to close his eyes." I also want to know your story now because I usually only hear from other people." His ink by looking closely at the bead eyes of his wife who was in his arms.

"There's no interesting story about me." Khardha played her finger on the chest of her husband's field.

"I heard from Kak Tiara's story as your grandmother was a stall girl who had many fans and many girlfriends as well. So there must be an interesting story to tell me." Doctor Hasan plays his nose with his wife's nose." Let's hurry up, I can't wait anymore." His love increasingly tightened his embrace.

"Ok I'll tell you the same story but don't baper ya, please let go of the hug first let me not crowded again." Khardha found it difficult to breathe because her husband made her body as a bolster.

Doctor Hasan loosened his embrace but was unwilling to let go.

"I really like your very soft skin, baby, so don't ask me to let you go." He said by stroking his wife's stomach.

"Jaudah it's up to you" resigned Khardha with whatever her husband did." Gini the story, dear...." Khardha begins his story. Usually every month Ramadan in this village is always crowded with seasonal traders. Almost every house set up a stall for his daughter in order to get extra income and a mate of course, because most customers who come men from various circles, old young, big small, because most of the customers who come, the rich poor all blend into one. There are men who just seek entertainment, there are also those who seek their soul mate. Almost every night there are men who express their feelings for me but I only respond with a smile and honesty that I already have a boyfriend, instead of giving up they actually like my honesty. I also had to accept it to add customers as well as vent my revenge to my first love.

"Why do you get revenge with your first love, honey, what's the reason?" Doctor Hasan frowned perfectly while waiting for his wife's answer.

"I was betrayed and played by the guy who first made me fall in love. Since then, I have decided to become a playgirl.

🌿Flashback

at first I was always happy with my daily life at school, until one day a guy from my class expressed his feelings for me. I already know she's been dating a girl my classmate, too. I asked the guy how he was with the girl, he said that they both broke up. I who is very innocent also do not understand what is called love and direct courtship accept it so. The day we were there, I was so happy because I liked him from the beginning. But the next day he returned the two way to the cafeteria with his ex, I was diced and not considered again the same him. I was confused by his attitude, I tried to dampen my emotions by walking back to class. In the school corridor I actually get a laugh from his friends, they say everything is just a play very clearly in my ears. I was just used as an escape to make the girl jealous and want to turn her back on again. I felt so stupid for love, I ran back to school and vented all my emotions by crying there in silence. My body trembled violently hiding my crying voice. Suddenly someone touched my shoulder and said.

"Heyy, what's the cry here? Another heartbreak, huh? Really lose a pretty girl like lo cry because of guys." He sat himself next to me.

"It's none of your business!" I sniffed while moving from there.

"Sorry I just want to cheer you up." He said by blocking my steps.

"Lo who's sich? Why take care of my life? My friends don't care." Investigate me by looking at him sharply after wiping my tears violently.

"I know Rashid your upperclassman." He extended his hand to me.

"I'm Khardha Kak" I replied to welcome his handshake by changing my lo to me you to sound more polite.

After that introduction I became close to him, he always tried to comfort me under any circumstances and vice versa. Our relationship was only limited to my sister and foster brother because I didn't want to make it part of my revenge.

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"What do you call your foster brother is young Doctor Rashid?" Doctor Hasan is trying to ascertain the truth.

"Dear, Doctor Rashid is my foster brother, we haven't seen each other since graduation." Honest Khardha with a smile.

"Is it true that Rashid doesn't feel more like you, dear?" Doctor Hasan stroked his wife's natural beautiful face that was plain without makeup.

"I don't know for sure, either, honey, but I obviously just think of him as my foster brother no more." Khardha explained the truth.

"Are you sure there's nothing hidden from me?" He asked again with his eyes.

"Why are you like that, honey? Do you not believe in me? Did I ever lie to you during marriage?" Khardha began to stir up her emotions.

Her eyes began to tear up as she felt her husband suspect her without thinking about her feelings. Doctor Hasan was surprised to see his wife's reaction he forgot that the woman he loved was getting more sensitive since her pregnancy.

"I'm sorry, honey, I don't mean to hurt your feelings, I just don't want anyone else in your heart but me." He said with his wife's body.

Khardha ended up crying so hard in her husband's arms that she fell asleep in the arms of her lover. Doctor Hasan loosened his arms and kissed his wife.

Sorry, honey, I'm just too jealous when I know there are other men close to you" she murmured inwardly.

He finally closed his eyes to greet the dream crib that slipped in his regular breathing. They fell asleep with a feeling that was still not okay.

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