Not Ready to Get Married (Bad Boy VS Good Girl)

The New Generation Part 130

"You sure you want to meet him?"ask Mr. Hermawan.

"Yes Pa, I have to meet him" Zhafira said.

"He is not an easy person to talk to and may be dangerous" said Mr. Hermawan.

"I want my father to be my guardian, I'll see him" Zhafira said.

"Sorry, Papa can't take you, he can kill Papa for taking your mother away" said Mr. Hernawan.

"It's okay Ma, I understand" Zhafira said.

"Don't go there alone, it's too dangerous for you" said Mr. Hermawan.

"Yes Pa" said Zhafira.

Mr. Hermawan left Zhafira upstairs and went into Pure Mother's room and took something from her. Then Mr. Hermawan went downstairs back to the living room to Zhafira.

"This is a necklace belonging to your mother, the only gift from your father that your mother brought when she left the place" said Mr. Hermawan gave a necklace with a pendant love.

Zhafira received the necklace, she held the necklace in her hand.

"It's my father's blessing to mother" Zhafira said.

"They used to love each other, when your father was successful with his dark business, he gave the necklace to your mother, the necklace became the only memory that your mother brought" said Mr. Hermawan.

"..........."Zhafira.

"Hopefully you can meet him. And he can be your guardian" said Mr. Hermawan.

"Amin, thank you Pa" said Zhafira.

"Yes son" said Mr. Hermawan.

"I go home first Pa" said Zhafira.

Mr. Hermawan nodded, Zhafira kissed the hand of Mr. Hermawan. The middle-aged man had been his father for many years. Although now he left it but when he was little, Mr. Hermawan was the one who guarded and protected him.

Even he became his mother's husband even though in the end he had an affair, without him maybe his mother's life will suffer with his real father who is a perpetrator of crimes as large as possible.

Zhafira walked out of Mr. Hermawan's house. He got into his car and drove his car to a mosque on the side of the road. Zhafira dhuhur prayer in the mosque. He recited and read the Qur'an to calm his heart that was having problems.

After studying, Zhafira talked to an ustadzah. He told all the problems that were troubling his mind to the Ustadzah.

"No matter how bad our parents are, they are still our parents. As a child, we should worship and pray for him. Forgive their faults, for Allah loves those who forgive others. It is noble that we forgive without waiting for the person who wronged us to apologize first" Ustadzah Annisa said.

"Hopefully I can be that kind of person, amen" Zhafira said.

"Close to Allah, pray, recite the Qur'an and shodaqoh, God willing your heart will be calm and peaceful. All problems will feel light and easy to solve because God is always with us" said Ustadzah Annisa.

"Yes Ustadzah" said Zhafira.

After talking with Ustadzah Annisa, Zhafira felt more relieved. He walked to his car parked in front of the mosque. He drove his car home.

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Black Hunter and Love go to the dorm where they used to live together. There was so much room for both of them. That's where their love grew. Black Hunter and Love enter the dorm room.

"My sweetie is this where we go first?"ask Black Hunter.

"Sister Rehan, where might we be talking anyway. I used to be in High School, even you used to disguise yourself as a woman" Love said.

"What's? I'm disguised as a woman?"ask Black Hunter.

"Yes, you're beautiful and cute. Your name was Reni" said Love.

"Reni? sounds ridiculous" said Black Hunter.

"You used to wear a pimpong ball-stuffed bra" Love said, holding back laughter.

"Bra pimpong ball contents?"black Hunter was surprised by his behavior.

"Yes, you also wear powder, transparent lipstick, and hairpins" Love said.

"Ha.ha....ha. All I wear wigs, skirts and bandos and then cheerleaders when the basketball dance starts" Black Hunter said.

"You know" said Love.

"What's? I've been a cheerleader too?"ask Rehan.

"Yes, it's funny" said Love.

"But it's precisely because of that that we get closer and end up loving each other" Love said.

"No papa, it's my struggle to get you my sweet" Black Hunter said.

"We used to talk in this bed" said Love while sitting in the bed of the room.

"The place is small but looks comfortable. Did we sleep together?"ask Black Hunter while lying in that bed.

"No, I sleep in this bed and Brother Rehan sleeps next to me" Love said, pointing to the bed next to him.

Black Hunter approaches Love and lays his head on Love's lap.

"My sweet, was I flirty? like kissing you while you're sleeping?"ask Black Hunter.

"No, Brother Rehan used to be not flirtatious but romantic" said Love.

"So you don't like me now?"ask Black Hunter.

"Whatever I still love Brother Rehan, for me Brother Rehan is still the same person, want to lose memory or not" said Love.

"Thank you my sweetness" said Black Hunter.

"Kak Rehan yuk prayer, it's time to pray ashar" said Cinta.

"Later on, it's comfortable in your lap" Black Hunter said.

"It is not good to delay prayer, remember when we have a desire is it good to wait? must be curious and sprain yourself. So consider it praying. As humans we have many requests to Allah SWT but what we have given for Him. Pray procrastination sometimes forget, dzikir rarely even never, teach lazy even more fun playing mobile phone, shodaqoh dear money better buy quota to watch things that sometimes many mudarotnya. Verily Allah loves his obedient servant"Talked Love.

"You're my sweet one, let's pray" said Black Hunter.

Black Hunter and Cinta pray, dhikr and teach together. Love taught Black Hunter the way it used to be.

"It turns out my heart is calm and peaceful after prayer, dhikr and teaching" Black Hunter said.

"That is the benefit that we get, what God commands for the good of man himself and what God forbids for the good of man himself. Verily, Allah knows all things"told Love.

"I'm grateful to have a wife like you my sweet, it's like having a priceless treasure" Black Hunter said.

Love hugged Black Hunter.

"I'm also grateful to have you Brother Rehan" Love said.

Rehan kissed Love, they continued to combine love in that place. It was a beautiful afternoon. In addition to the tempestuous love plus the nostalgia of the past that made them have each other.

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Raka takes Azkia somewhere. He wanted to give a wedding present to his wife. Raka and Azkia descend on a pile. It was not far from Leo's mansion. Raka and Azkia went into the store.

"Darling why are we here?"ask Azkia.

"Well guess what?"ask Raka.

"We will train here so that we can prepare ourselves to protect Love" Azkia said.

"Beautiful turtle, this place is for you to teach martial arts, so you won't be lonely when I work in the office" Raka said.

"What's? this place is for me to teach martial arts?" ask Azkia.

"Yes, this is a gift for you, baby" Raka said.

Azkia immediately hugged Raka.

"Thank you dear" said Azkia.

"Yes dear, but I also ask for a gift later" Raka said.

Azkia smiled shyly she knew what Raka wanted.

"Dear beautiful deh" said Raka teasing Azkia.

"Darling you used to bully me, not tease me" Azkia said.

"I want to tease my wife every day so her cheeks are as red and her smile is sweet" Raka said.

"Darling.." said Azkia increasingly embarrassed.

Raka grabbed Azkia's face and kissed her. The place was empty, there were only the two of them. Raka could kiss Azkia freely.