My Soulmate's
What a Weird Cravings
Two people since the two were met in a state of shock due to the sagging of the two, now both choose silence while Kinan looking for a source of air to reduce the stifling.
"Grear ...."
Compact the two so that again - and again the two neutrals meet each other looking at the attitude that is getting here increasingly blurred form of behavior and thinking. Again and again because of that, Kinan turned his gaze away from Fahad who was sitting sweetly next to him. His face is like a boiled crab and should realize that the more time goes on the more harmonious the relationship between the two.
"Anu ...," nervous Fahad as if his throat was being held something invisible.
"I want to go down first," said Kinan trying to melt the atmosphere, the events of fifteen minutes passed were still palpable in Kinan's mind. How not, due to his surprise accompanied by an animal similar to dates.
Sssrrr! (Let's just say the cockroach again walked to Kinan's smooth legs and rode it)
Kinan who felt the back of his leg like he had touched something, even the taste was very amused. Until finally he dared to lower his face to see something down there resting on his instep. Seeing that the beast was exactly like a date danced there, his eyes widened perfectly until it almost went out of place. Not to mention with the heart in rhythm with the nervousness and fear of insects, yes Kinan phobia of insects including animals called cockroaches.
"Yahaaaaa! A cockroach!" he screamed in fear and jumped towards Fahad whose body was still covered in fresh water, both legs shaking in hope that the cockroach went from its smooth legs.
Fahad heard it suddenly caught Kinan's body frightened by the cockroach, from jumping to hugging like a monkey child being carried by the mother. He immediately noticed the meaning of the words Kinan mentioned the name of the cockroach.
True, a cockroach that escaped death ran away and entered the closet castle. He chuckles amusedly at Kinan's sudden adorable behavior.
"Get rid of that damn cockroach*an!" her scream with her face hidden bent Fahad's neck.
"The prayer is gone."
Hearing that, Kinan immediately descended from Fahad's lap due to his shock and phobias towards cockroaches. Kinan displayed a dazed-like expression and looked at Fahad with both of his eyebrows raised. "Sorry, I'm afraid of cockroaches."
Fahad just shook his head to hear the strange explanation bin less sane alias unclear it. Without both of them knowing, since Kinan jumped onto Fahad's body to get rid of the cockroach attached to Kinan's instep. A white object often worn by millions of people after performing a ritual self-cleaning was dropped and lying on the floor. The scene lasted until now, as both of them did not realize so. Kinan did not feel anything, and neither did Fahad. Two people are really swept away in the scene of a frightened embrace Kinan to forget the important object like a bean forget his skin.
Kinan then lowered his head and his net stared at the nano of the thing lying on the floor, what else if not a towel. Yes, the towel worn by Fahad to wrap around his waist and cover part of his body. Then Kinan looked at Fahad with a stewed crab-like face clearly drawn on his face.
Fahad frowned after feeling quite satisfied nagging the wife passing in his heart. "Why? Why your face?" ask Fahad plain.
Kinan could not answer, his gaze continued to wander carelessly in the direction and code through the index finger facing down. Fahad followed that direction and lowered his head, his eyes glaring perfectly even almost barely out of place.
Zzzsst! (Watch the sound of flashes people running bear shame.
Quickly even as lightning struck, Fahad went back inside to bear the shame. The always cold face full of itimidation instantly turned into a small helpless tub. His soul thrashed out wanting to get out of the stuttering body that was still innocent just wearing ****** to cover it up.
"Blogin*an!" his curse is shameful.
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Meanwhile, in the living room that is continuously filled with the sound of talk and laughter. Not to mention the sound of objects dancing on the pan. Yes, the women are still busy with their work while the men are busy talking warmly.
Fahad had just come out of the room to remove the shame that was still firmly attached to his memory, immediately distracted when he saw Barakka's hand waving itself as if it was a signal to join the gents. Fahad immediately went there after being content to suffer.
"Again talkin what, like exciting deh," said Fahad join and sit his ass next to Barakka.
The three men just shook their heads and smiled in response to Fahad's words.
"Gini you know, Babah is talking about grandchildren. That's why it's so exciting, thinking that if you have a grandson who must be handsome like his father if beautiful like his mother," said Hasan.
"Yes, Son. We have nothing to say but grandchildren" Ibha said, confirming Hasan's words. Because, the two were busy gossiping about grandchildren nothing else. Moreover, his age will soon enter the twilight period so that both of them can not wait to propose.
Fahad dancing long breath. "If you talk about the grandson sorry can not be as soon as possible, after all Kinan is still in school and seven months he passed it."
Ibha scratched her throat that did not itch, Fahad's speech did have a point. The child still needs time to finish school. "true."
"But, what's wrong with trying to fit Kinan's graduation period in four months?" tanya Hasan conveyed the idea.
Fahad was open to hearing Hasan's idea, to him it was ridiculous. "Astagfirullah, Bah!"
"Mahaha ...."
The glasses in the living room heard that. "Followly, do not discuss it pity even though we really want grandchildren. But, I want to discuss seriously this time."
"Surely about the grandchildren again." Fahad doesn't accept it.
"Not dong" said Ibha.
"Listen first, son," said Hasan and got a small nod from him.
"Father wants you to replace the role of father as the main director of the company Abhipraya Group. At first I wanted to hand it over to Alsaki, but he hadn't thought of getting there. So, I want you to replace him how?"
"But, do you know? I am a teacher and I have a degree in education. How to jump into the business world? While the major I went to while in college was mathematics education."
"Can't that department be assigned to finance, sister?" tanya Barakka after the minutes passed kept quiet and listened to the parents' conversation very well. So, Barakka joined him and could express his opinion.
"True, you can work there even though the major used to be a math education. But, what's wrong if you try first?" ask Hasan.
Fahad's eyes stared at the three men sitting sweetly in the living room. "That's not the problem, Dad, Babah. But —,"
"Other business, right?" cut Ibha fast.
Fahad nodded briefly.
"On that do not worry, the business world must not only be good at communicating but ready to bear the trust. Moreover, the business that you are mastering is a business that is engaged in food, so your job is only to continue what you did before" explained Ibha.
Fahad then thought for a moment and looked at the three men as if reading the sincere wishes of that person for him. His hands were raised above his head and moved like scratching the non-itchy part. Then look for the source of oxygen breath to neutralize the wrestling state of mind.
"I'll think about it later, can you give me three days?"
Ibha looked at Fahad and pulled both corners of her lips into an arch shape. "Please." After that, he again looked at Hasan as if to signal that he trusted the son-in-law completely.
"Thank you" said Fahad.
"You can invite your sister, Barakka, to help" Ibha continued.
"Well, why bother you! It's clear, who will keep the head of the foundation if two of my children jump into the world of your business," said Hasan did not accept.
"It's just a while ko, make her pocket money," bela Ibha relaxed.
The two men were arguing, but the debate contained joking material so that Fahad and Barakka laughed and heard the actions of the two parents. It is true what the saying goes, do not forget the person who makes you happy when you are in distress makes the goodness very extraordinary. Yes, Ibha and Hasan are very influential hero figures in the city of Jakarta and senusantara because of his hard struggle. Although, Hasan chose to continue his father's will to continue the path of pesantren but who would have thought the pesantren was successful in becoming the most influential religious education.
"Sir, there's something I want to talk about" Barakka whispered after listening to the debate of two parents fighting over her to work at one of hers.
"What?" fahad answered.
"Come, find a quiet and fitting place," Barakka took a stand. "Om, Babah, I went outside first well there's something I want to talk to Fahad's brother about" he continued.
"Please, Son. Don't eat long, eat soon, "Thank you Hasan.
"What do you want to talk to me about?" asked Fahad to the point after the two sat casually on the front bench of the house. Yes, in front of Fahad house filled with various kinds of flowers there is a lounge chair attached to the wall of the front house Fahad.
The chair is made of soft foam cushioned fontanelle, so that the chair is very suitable to be enjoyed at leisure. Barakka then looked at the sister closely.
"Do you have any other girlfriends besides Marsha's sister?"
"Why are you asking that?" ask Fahad.
Barakka's throat was immediately squeezed and even suffocated by an invisible creature. "Just answer my question earlier, is there?"
"Of course" he answered briefly.
"Who?"
"Rulisa."
"The others?"
"Nothing, because at that time I only knew the two women because they got bullied. In fact, I don't remember my college girl friend even though I did group work with her" Fahad explained.
"Didn't Brother think, why would I ask that?"
"It is precisely I think, you why suddenly kepo same woman even it is a friend of his own brother when obviously brother does not know many names have forgotten," Fahad annoyed.
"Goodoo. I asked that it had something to do with what happened to Kinan's sister one week ago, the mastermind behind it was the woman who once filled in Brother's memories, that woman was Brother's past," terang Barakka stared at the intes of Fahad's face that was so similar to her that Barakka was wearing transparent colored stirrup.
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Thank you for reading, may our days pass with Happy🤗❤
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