Not Planned Love (R3)

.32-Related Comparable Landings

📚.32-Compared

وَلا تَقْرَبُوا الزِّنَا إِنَّهُ كَانَ فَاحِشَةً وَسَاءَ سَبِيلا

"And do not approach adultery, for it is a wicked deed and a bad way." (QS. Al Isra': 32 )

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When the dawn began to close the day, it left a beautiful yellowing orange in the sky. Scratch a beautiful light like an optical illusion, which is ready to anesthetize every pair of eyes that catch it. It grew dark, when the roar of the chants of Adhan echoed throughout the country. Mega which was the beginning of the manjing time marker to perform maghrib prayer, is now slowly starting to fade. The darkness is lagit, so contrasted with the presence of a full moon or often called super moon, on a certain date. Bright light shines on the earth, especially on the 14th according to the hijri calendar. The moon will shine brightly with the appearance of a full round bent.

Shade salawat, appear to echo in his right and left ear. The night has passed the circumference of the Maghrib prayer line, now starting to re-enter the prayer time circle isya. He who was waiting in the waiting area, somewhat realized that the small chant of alawat from his airphonenya turned into the chant of the verse of the appeal for the prayer of Isa.

"Alhamdulillah." The corner of the natural red lips, raised small.

Then he moved, looking for the nearest musola in the area of Soekarno Hatta airport. She-Arabelle Lumiera Humaira Rajapatni Az-zzioi, the beloved daughter of VanRa's married couple. The beautiful semi-peach girl is now in Soekarno Hatta Airport again. The last place he visited was a week ago. Today, he was specifically asked to wait for someone's arrival. According to the schedule, the plane carrying it will be leaving at around 20:40 West Indonesia Time.

Finished with her worship affairs, Arra-calls for the beautiful girl, choosing to return to waiting. After all, he is not an impatient person. He said waiting was not always exhausting. While muttering a little, chanting salawat with her sweet voice, Arra chose to scrool his intagram home. The place where he scooped the rupiah coffers for a long time. While looking at some of the posts that dropped by his Instagram header, a Direct Messenger message came in.

DM messages are not common to him. Followers on his Instagram, usually send him a message to just say hello and ask about outfit on the day (OOTD) that is suitable to be worn at certain events. But this time, that makes it clear is the DM message that is most in the diurutan. The name 'Skylake' in the DM sender's username. Out of curiosity, Arra finally ventured to open it.

"What does that mean?" Confused Arra, when reading two strands of sentences that contain 'Intro' and 'If you meet again, it means we are paired.' That's what it says there.

Not wanting to take a headache, Arra prefers to close his browsing in the application. He rarely monitors IG, unless there is a job that requires him to post something on his Instagram feed. The rest, all about his job desk is arranged by Lunar-who manages his nephew.

Long wait, from a noise that is quite audible. The sound came from the roar of the aircraft engine that was about to take off or landing. Sure enough, from the window of the big window and transfaran he could see a plane landing in the area that is intended. Landing at night is quite a bit of a risk that must be considered. Every professional pilot is always required for professionalism in work. Because in their hands, hundreds to thousands of lives depend. Then the people who are in the flight Deck are the ones who have this great responsibility.

"Surely they'll be here soon." Happy Arra.

He was indeed with the driver, considering that his father and mother were still working. Her aunt and uncle were busy with their work. His sister, the handsome boy at this hour must be online tutoring or tutoring. While triple-do not be asked again, they are still in jet lag condition, after returning from a vacation in continental Europe yesterday.

When a few minutes had passed after the landing plane earlier, the hordes of feeders who emerged from the door to make it a sigh. While fixing his smartphone, he moved. The flat object that had just been completed in service, he immediately secured it into a slim bag that hung on his shoulder.

He quickly moved, approaching the same crowd as himself. Waiting for the arrival of the passengers who have just landed. However, he had not yet reached the crowd. His tiny body suddenly pushed by something, making him almost fall.

Arra was already praying in his heart, when his body was pushed and would definitely end up horribly when colliding with the floor. But, before all that happened there was already a swift hand to grab his slender waist.

Grep

Arra blinked his eyes a few times, as he felt himself fine without the slightest pain. Iris shady immediately widened, when she saw her current position. The iris is directly wired with shiny dark iris belonging to the supervisor.

"Hi, mate."

The savior who was now hugging his waist tightly. Hold back so Arra doesn't fall.

"L-let go?!" Tell Arra while making a revolt.

The handsome young man smiled his smile, then he let go of his hand that had been holding Arra back.

"Hi, we meet again. Maybe true, we're a fool." Relaxingly.

Arra stared at his interlocutor flatly, what just said. A soul mate? How dare he say a soul mate to a stranger he just met. But wait, she-she's presumably a familier in Arra's eyes.

"Yes, cherie. I was a week ago nabrak loe, here too."

"Cheri, who?" Confused Arra.

The feeling there was only him who became the interlocutor of the young man in a black and white uniform with wing pins and the logo of an airline. Wait, this young man is a pilot, or a co-pilot?

"Cheri is you, sweet as a cherry." Relaxedly stated.

"Astgfirullah, why did Arra have to meet Playboy cap teri like this, mother?" Little Arra muttered.

"Eh, where are you going?" A ⁇ ra who was about to leave, immediately turned around and stared at the horror of the hand held by the other hand.

"Detachable. Astagfirullah." Be surprised.

"Porture?!" His touch, not liking his hands to be touched just anyone.

Arra was always taught to look after her, and touch her. He also always keeps his wudhunya not void. So, why is this man so careless to touch him now?

"Get my hands off!" Upset Arra.

"OK, sorry. It's spontaneity." Said the handsome young man while chuckling.

"Bossque," Call someone, who instantly makes the man turn his head.

"What?"

"Hos, host. Loe have bet dah ama we boss." Complain one of them, who still seems to have difficulty regulating the roar of his breath.

"Why indeed?"

"Loe ninggalin kita, the most handsome bossque, son of the sultan Algafriel Hazka Dwiarga." Answer the other.

The handsome man rolled his eyes lazily. "Other times, if the road is not like a snail. I think I dong, catfish lo on." His ideal.

"ye, iye. You're free to say anything." Tell one of the two.

The handsome man turned around, staring at the figure that a moment ago managed to steal his attention. But uh, but that figure is no longer beside him.

"From what's boss?"

"Nyari Ariana Grande." The handsome guy.

"Heh, why seek Upil boss, meningan nyari soul mate. The soul mate of the world I just passed."

"Where?" Ask the other one.

"Noah. Who wears a semi-peach robe, who wears a loose veil. Arabelle Lumiera Humaira Rajapatni Az-zzio, her future daughter-in-law dear Nindia mama."

"It can be ae lo mah." The young man's.

The handsome man turned, looking at the semi-peach dynamic figure who was standing several hundred meters in front of him. The girl looked beautiful when she smiled. He seemed radiant, as he greeted a handsome young man who had just walked out of the arrival door with a girl. Accompanied by 4 well-bodied men, dressed all in black. The bodyguard?

"Eh, that's uwa uwa from Dandelion High School right?" Said the young man named Cakrawala - or often called the Cakra.

"Yes. Arsyad An-nass Senopati Az-zzioi, winner of last year's national Physics competition, right?" Sahut youth who have the look of Indo-European blaster chimed. Sagara-or familiarly called Gara.

"Yes. Dandelion High School. Crazy, his face is more handsome than I see in the magazine."

"Hoooh. I'm a fluffy gini, lose handsome njirr." Gara Imbuh.

When the two are busy talking about a handsome figure who is always chatting with Arra, another case with a handsome man who now wears his smile. There's something sitting in his genius brain.

"Say hai to kapar candidates or sister-in-law?" His little nagging, which made his two best friends shake their heads, was strange.

"Gar, our boss is crazy?"

"Yes. Gegara didn't get to be Ariana Grande kali ye?"

"Hooh, rada rada is him."

"EH, I HEARD LOE'S TALK ON YA?!" Sent the handsome man.

"Eh," Horizon chuckles witty.

"Khilaf boss."

"Iye, boss's release." Imbuh Sagara added.

"Here, ngibul loe on. Trip around Europe next week, don't expect to be on the loose."

"Well?!" Lesu Horizon and Sagara.

After all, they themselves provoke the boss's irritation. Handsome man his son sultan Algafriel Hazka Dwiarga and sultnah Geasya Genandra Putri. Alooh, what a pity for Horizon and Sagara. Traveling tickets are a hanwat?

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After a long air journey, the plane boarded by the two is now landing with comparable. Both challenges were welcomed by his twin, Arra.

"Did you?"

Arsyad-si the owner of the call instantly nodded with a warm smile. Beside him, there was the wife who was struggling spoiled in his arms.

"Assalamualaikum, Yara."

Arra smiled clumsily, forgetting to give his regards. "W-alaikumsalam, brother. Sorry, Arra khilaf." Sluggishly.

Arsyad smiled faintly, then his hand stretched out to touch the head of the twin.

"How are you, brother Yaranya?"

"Alhamdulillah, good bang. My brother is the same, how?"

"Alhamdulillah good. Nih, you're jetlagging." Arsyad pointed at Kara with his chin.

"Yanda, Kara's dizzy too." Ketus the owner of the name.

Arra smiled faintly at the closeness of the two. He was happy, seeing his return happy.

"Arra, let's go home. Kara's dizzy, sleepy too." The beautiful girl turned around, letting go of her embrace.

Walk close to Arra, followed by his 4 bodyguards. "Yuk came home, Kara again marahan with Yanda. Later we unload by the Korean in Arra's room, Kara brought a lot by Arra's make." He said, pulling Arra's hand.

Arra turned his head for a moment, asking for approval from the older brother. The brother nodded, assuring. When the two passed first, Arsyad followed him from behind. His thin smile expanded, when he saw the wife chatting familiarly with the twin. Arsyad is grateful, at least the mood of the wife today is not too bad.

"Yanda, sleep outside today. Kara wants to fuck Arra." Reveal the wife suddenly.

"Eh-h"

"Just Yanda slept outside. Point."

Arsyad breathed a weak breath. Hum, it turns out the mood of the wife back up and down. Patience, patience. Patient loved wife bang.

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TB

Holla, Yanda again says hello👐

Hayoo, the cung who likes the same fanel above. Some are curious not, same handsome face Arra mate eaakkk. But don't syirikk😆😆

Nih, AlGea's son from the novel 'My Sweeth Homeschooling'

His name...... guess what?

Uwuuukan, cogan-able bang😆😆

11 12 deh same father, who had become a badboy and school frontman.

Ok, don't forget the comments are all zeyenggg. ILYSM anyway make readers all😍

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Sukabumi 27 Nov 2020