NEMESIS SWORN BUT MARRIED (JANDaku)

JANDAKU (90) TIME PASSED

Day after day passed without feeling.

Alhamdulillah smooth effort jaya. The property company owned by Boss Ardi is growing forward and quite rapidly.

Arif himself has now risen from the foreman to a higher level. Even now he is trusted by boss Ardi to take care of villas in the Pasir Padi Beach area.

I myself take care of the office of PT Berlian Indah Greenland Residence.

Thank God, the prayers of my parents slowly but surely managed to lead me to the ladder of success in a career.

My mom's dad's house has been renovated as well. I took down the whole building. Create a new design from the beginning. And now stand firmly into the pride of neighbors around. My mother did a study at our house. Mother said, so that angels often visit usher in the blessings of the Creator.

The land next to the house was alhamdulillah now belongs to Dad. The house across the street has also been bought by Arif because he really wants to live close to us.

Arif wants this brotherhood truly for good. That's hope.

I said the 21-year-old with a smile. I hope we really are brothers, not just brothers. The saying goes, 'Away Smell of Flowers, Near Smell of Ta*hi'.

I want there to be no cover-up between us. Whatever it is, like it or not like to express it with openness and accept each other's shortcomings.

His name is brother, like a plate on his shelf. Every day there is always friction and friction. The noise collided with each other. But it's still in the same shelf.

And also in a brotherly relationship. Little trouble don't be raised. Big problems try to be minimized. Mutual caci maki, the coachman debate a natural thing. Stay until whenever the brotherhood relationship will never break up and do not break up. That's my life principle.

If you don't want any upheaval, don't confess brother. Hehe... Badassi!

Just like Arif. Sometimes his young soul also sometimes glitters.

Every now and then I also reminded her that she started hanging out with a lot of young men.

At first I was happy, Arif is now back humble and supple until many friends even exceed my circle of friends.

But the more I get here, the more I start to worry that Arif will be taken advantage of by his new friends. He once said, friends do not look at feathers. I concur.

But lately I've seen some of his new friends who are a little different and a little less like.

They are suspicious. Even his three new friends often come and stay at Arif's house. Sometimes they also bring the opposite sex when Arif out of work night shift.

Several times I saw for myself because our house was across.

Arif once told me to limit his association with them. But the boy said, the three friends that he could rely on to keep his house when Arif had to work night to control the area in Pasir Padi Beach twice a week.

I once gave him the option, to find people as security personnel to guard the house when he had to work nights.

But he said he felt sorry to see his friends who were learning to teach him wobbly because they had family problems. It is said that they are broken home children who do like to go from home if there are problems both with their Father and with their Mother.

Hhh...

I can't dictate too much to Arif. Indeed, the child is a good child and easily empathizes with the distress of others.

But the world is cruel.

I'll be 28 soon. Seven years older than him. Automatically the acid and salt of life are a little more tasted than he is.

But sometimes a new person will be able to understand if they experience themselves rather than just hearing the story and just say it.

Serah loah, Rif! What matters is that I did it. I also give my opinion as well as advice. If you believe in that person, there are limits. But instead you say, do not over negative thinking. Not good, let alone suspicious of people who have good intentions to change themselves. Yes, it's up to you to do it now!

Like tonight. I saw a veiled woman standing at Arif's doorstep. But the woman is alone. And it's eight o'clock in the night.

I who want to throw garbage outside the fence of the house deliberately crossed want to ask for his needs.

"Sorry, Mom! Arifnya is working night. What is necessary? We'd better be back tomorrow!" my words made the woman turn her body to face me.

"Gatot!"

My eyes wide.

"Alifa!!!"

Like a dream to see a bright moon face. A heart that destroys a soul.

He and I looked at each other.

Eyes glazed. His lips held his most expensive smile in the whole universe.

Oh my...! Don't wake me from this beautiful dream! If necessary, let time stop spinning to give me a chance to be alone with this girl of mine! Hix...

"How are you doing Tot?"

The soft voice I missed was real. And I don't want to blink for even a second for fear of waking up from a dream.

"Tot? Oi! Gatot Cute!"

God is tabarakallah! Haha... I laugh. Even in dreams he still remembers his messengers calling me! Hiks Gustiii!!!

"Gee!"

I'm aghast. The pinch of his nails is like a stick on the skin of my arm. It hurts!

"Eh? This really? Koq's dreaming of pain, huh?"

"Gatoth, ish! It's really me, tauuu..."

"Huh?!? The lip? Lo... Back from the Arabs? Eh? Not next month, right?"

"Hehehe... Should have! But get time off from the hospital to go home and ask permission to renew the contract!"

"Huh?!?"

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