My Ottoman Girl

Friendship

I smiled considering my friendship with all my friends in college.

But I try not to remember Aygul with all his memories. My heart is still sore when the time of separation has passed for 4 years ago.

Maybe it's because he's the reason I feel at home. I still can't move on from the pretty shadow of my ex-boyfriend. Her blue eyes are beautiful, her lips are tiny, they are like rose petals, and her smile is like a calm kautsar lake but has a million pains.

My parents never knew I was in a relationship with this other country girl. If they find out, I'll be told to look for him.

I parted with her not because I didn't love but there are sacrifices I have to prioritize. I don't know if this is a sacrifice of love or if I'm too soft and less gentlemanly. Sometimes I regret my decision to die first but I consider this a punishment of God for me. I have already accepted the consequences of my decision to part with my woman.

I exhaled slowly while sipping on the black coffee made by Mother Zein. Indeed we have separated but I always ask Mother Zein to send me her mother's concoction coffee. I've been to Zein's house several times. And Zein knows my family. He did not think I was the son of a successful businessman in Indonesia. Because as long as I'm friends with her I never give up my parents' wealth

I'm just telling you about my happy family situation without ever exploring my parents' property. For me the taboo of bragging with treasure because the treasure is only the deposit of Allah SWT. And again I want to know the quality of my friends' friendship. Whether they like me personally or because of my family's wealth.

At first I took Zein and Emir on vacation to my house. Because Abizar was also curious about Indonesia, I finally invited the three of them to the house.

In addition, Zein also wanted to get acquainted with my parents because he felt indebted because during his time in Egypt he could live without rent with me in a simple Apartment that Dad rented, he said, so we agreed this semester's vacation was over at my parents' house. It is not written that the four of us have an agreement that we will visit each other during the holidays.

This Father's House The land area is 716 M and LB 900 M has 2 floors. There are 7 main rooms and in each room there is a bathroom. And there are 3 separate maid rooms outside like a pavilion. The spacious kitchen is shaped like a bar and behind the yard there is a swimming pool and mini garden.

Mother used to invite her study friends to hold meetings and teach with orphans here. And such a habit is still practiced by him.

On the 2nd floor there is a room Nge Gym that Dad deliberately made for me, and home theater for our family to watch a movie together.

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After the morning prayers I immediately entered the room Nge Gym usual for 30 minutes before I went down to read the newspaper and enjoy a cup of black coffee made by mother.

Sweat has flooded my body. It feels so fresh stretching the muscles after sleeping last night. I immediately went downstairs and headed for the pool. I just want to read the newspaper and sunbathe by the pool.

I saw that Mom was ready with her apron in the kitchen. Helped the Aunt and Mother who was part of their cleanliness to prepare breakfast. Mother does prefer to cook alone if not bothered because for mothers the sense of love can be channeled by seeing her husband and children greedily eat and enjoy the results of his cooking.

My phone shook and I immediately opened whatsapp messages from some friends. There was Zein who also sent me a message

Zein: Assalamualaikum brother, How are you?

Me. : Walaaikum healthy greetings bro, wah tumben nih early in the morning already absent

Zein: Two more days I'm in your town. Thank God I was accepted as Head of Surgery at Bustanul Athfal Hospital.

Q: Thank God, so you resigned from the old hospital?

Zein : That's it. Because in Bustanul Atfal also belongs to my senior in Egypt. He entrusted me to manage all of them.

Me: Wow is great you are Zein. Well I'll pick you up at the airport later on you just tell me your flight hours.

Zein: Thanks Fiz. Sorry I always bother you. Happy work and greetings to your Mother's Father.

Me: Both inshaallah later I greet him both.

My conversation with Zein is over. I heard Mom's voice calling me.

I saw the wall clock has shown at 07.00 WIB. Today I have a scheduled meeting with a client at 09.30 wib in my office. I still have time to shower and have breakfast. Before I check my work files before I leave.

I saw Izzah watching celebrity news on TV downstairs. Ah still likes to see the ghibah, this kid. I saw my mom putting food on the table.

" Yes ma'am, did you call Hafiz? " ask me

Mother nodded.

" What time will you leave? "

" God willing 08.30 wib mom. There's a meeting at the office with a new client. Ask for prayers yes ma'am good luck and goals" I said with a smile

"Aamiin mother always pray for the children of mothers so that her efforts smooth, healthy and close to her soul mate" joked the first woman I love in this world unconditionally

" Aamiin, Ohya bu was Zein send greetings to mom and dad, God willing in 2 days he will be here" I replied while sitting at the dinner table. I've changed the shirt that was soaked in sweat.

" Greetings waalaikum. Please come here, son. Just tell me to stay here, no need to go to a hotel. The house was open to her, "my mother said again, Izza walked up to us and sat down in front of me while picking up the fried banana that was on the table.

" Eh, Mas Zein the Surabaya boy was not it? Dr Zein, right? When did he come here, Mas? " his question was in my conversation with my mother.

"Hmmm. a child is in the conversation of an adult person yes." I said pretending to be angry.

Izza grimaced with shame. My sister looks so sweet if her cheeks meet red want it to feel like I pinched until crying.

"I'm sorry Izza, brother, accidentally heard Zein's name. Hehe... And again I've been 21 years old soon graduate college English Literature "numerous

I stood up to him and I pulled his nose so full of anxiety.

" You are still a little boy, Mom and Dad ! Still use pampers should not be naughty hahahaha.2more days Zein here" I said cuek while passing to the bathroom because soon Dad must be ready at the dinner table for breakfast together.

Mom shook her head at our commotion. I don't know why this house is always rame if there is Izza. I am a little quiet if outside but if I meet my sister then my true nature is more explored. I am ignorant and like to joke is indeed more dare to joke because I feel comfortable if in the house I am free to show my expression to all.

" Hafiz's mom takes a bath first huh, Daddy's hunting waiting" said my saying while carrying a piece of fried cheese banana to the top of the room

" Yes, don't take a long shower like a virgin! " izza shouted loudly while laughing. Well fucked up boy if you say no filter.

30enit then I've come downstairs in neat clothes and ready for breakfast.

Mom and Dad are ready at the table. Izza hasn't. walked out of her room.

" Morning Dad" I said hello to Dad

" Morning son. How is your business progress. I heard our company wants to expand into ginseng country"

ask Dad while sipping sweet tea in front of him

" God willing Well pray everything is smooth and successful. Ohya Zein was sending greetings to Dad and Mom. In 2 days she will arrive here. "I said while scooping rice on my plate.

" We wait for Izza to sit here and we continue this breakfast. Izza let's have lunch Daddy has an appointment with a client and Mas you want a meeting too !!" Excited Mother.

Before long Izza's room door opened. My little girl came down the stairs and now stands in front of us.

He's sitting his ass in the seat next to me.

" Let us pray before eating, so that this food becomes a blessing and our strength to start activities on this day. Pray please" I'm leading this morning's meal prayer.

When we finished, we were busy with the dishes on our plates. There's no sound just the clink of a flatware ringing.

After everyone had finished eating, I continued our conversation that had been interrupted.

" Ohya, you said Zein would be here, right? just stay here and do not open a hotel. Dad forced me to say that, right? " Dad said, I smiled.

I widened my eyes.

WHAT!?

Hm..

Since when did my little one start paying attention to Zein?

Well lest I have been mistaken (in a lie) these two people. Don't don't don't let Izza put my heart on my best friend. But if that were true then I would be very happy to be Zein's brother. But is Zein going to confront Izzah? while Zein himself I know never approached women. I pretended to put my shoulder down.

" Ayoo lah Mas, I no longer have a lecture than Bete will mending accompany Mas Hafiz "his woo again.

Hmmm.well I will prove my curiosity about Izza and Zein.

" It's good, but promise not to do it? And you're the driver of it. "I said to prank his youngest and weird sister he nodded in agreement.

Usually he would refuse if I told him to be my driver. Haha...

this must be something.

I'll prove my suspicions tomorrow when I meet Zein.

Just watch out for you Zein if I'm not the first person to know about your relationship with my sister. I'll make the calculations with you. I'll hang it on the chili tree in front of Bibik's pavilion.

As far as I know, Zein has never had a special relationship with a woman. Even in Cairo Zein prefers to walk with his male friends. Even I had time to tease her when I was in love with Aygul I once paired her with Ayesa Aygul's best friend. But Zein did not budge, he was more enthusiastic about reading the thick medicine dictate in the apartment or spending time in the campus library.

I admired Zein as a devout man of worship, prayer and fasting never left. Even Zein often reminds me of fasting. For prayers we almost always congregate in the campus mosque or in the musholla located in the basement of the apartment.

Once Ayesa pretended to ask Zein to take her home because of the night, but Zein instead invited me to accompany her so that the opportunity with Ayesa did not happen. Aygul and I tried to give her both.

Zein once told me that he wanted to get a wife through Ta'aruf. He doesn't want to date because he wants to be first and last for his wife. And he wants to keep himself from adultery. This friend of mine is indeed a person who is firm in his stance and takes great care of himself. I was often embarrassed by her, but she never demeaned me or patronized me. I feel very comfortable with our friendship.

 

Today at exactly 09.00 wib I was ready to pick up Zein. The plane will land at 11:00 wib. I had to plan for about 1 hour so as not to rush. Today I purposely emptied my schedule for the office. I gave my job to Hanafi one of my representatives in the office. I trust her with my duty.

Izza has also finished preparing. Mother today is not feeling well until she takes a vacation. I left this morning for the office.

I saw my brother sitting behind the wheel of my sedan. She wears a yellow saffron-colored hijab that matches her white Orange robe. Her face was radiant and a lipstick had adorned her lips.

"Duh dek. very excited like he wants to meet his girlfriend" my god while glancing at him.

Izza pinched my stomach agal hard.

Arggg...

" Sick tau deck! " my eros because of the pinch.

" Since mas mocked continuously" he was annoyed. I chuckled glad my temptation provoked his emotions

"Let's pray before we go! " Then his mouth began to recite a prayer. I chuckle at my sweet sister.

The car drove across the highway that had begun to crawl this. I'm not bothering Izza anymore. My hand turned the dvd in the car.

Syakir Daulay's voice sounds melodious. I don't know why I like songs that are trending topics in the world per you tube an Indonesia.

Your majesty is radiantly beautiful, clean red skin on your cheeks.

She's Aisha Abu bakar's wife Rosulullah

Sweet prophet loves you

Until the prophet drinks on your lips

when the prophet's anger is pinching his nose..

The romance of your love with the prophet

With the king you once played run

Always together to the end of your life next to Rosulullah

Aisah is so sweet your love's peninsula

Not exactly the nobel began to bemci so missed

You are my beloved wife Aisah

Yes Humairah

Rosul Darling Eosul Love

I secretly changed her verse with the names of Aygul and Hafiz..

Then I smiled at my own smile.

Haaha so man why baperan yes I heard this song.

" Mad.. Hafiz why smile for yourself! " Izza said that surprised me.

I'm so embarrassed to think my sister's on a baper. Woah bad, the former is playing again in the mind.

" Don't you think of Zein anymore! " my answer is seductive

Izza pouted hearing my answer.

Watch out if you meet Zein, I'll finish you both off. My own chuckle.

True in accordance with my prediction the road has been jammed, My sister looks emotional while occasionally in the sound of her horn so that the car in front of us does not carelessly overtake.

I laughed at her frustration but I did not intend to change her position.

There is a price you have to pay if you want to meet my best friend, I said ignorantly while whispering near his ear.

Izza pouted while his eyes were straight

forwards.

And maybe the doi can represent the figure of Dr. Zein Salman Al Mujahid