PLAN(FOOL)

Part 2

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

Tall and well-built man with clean white skin, sharp nose, slightly thin lips and original redness, thick jet brown hair sedIkit curls have just arrived at his home in Aceh more precisely where his parents his mother's hometown.

After ba’da isya’ was unwind with them now it's time he rested the body that was tired due to a long trip, let alone was still stopping by first to the mobile service location of his findings.

Remembering about the phone of the man named MUHAMMAD ZAIN MALIK ABRAHAM who is often called Zain took his invention phone from the suitcase bag and then returned to lay down in a mattress with the finding phone he played.

“oke sip.. screen is already good and still cling” monologue.

Zain opened the phone and he was very happy that the phone was not encrypted or the like, his heart cheered happily, first he opened the phone no storage he traced the one-on-one name stored, and there's nothing strange or a man's name in there.

Then switch to the chat application, even though the password somehow he underestimated the owner of this phone because the password is very easy for him to open. No more weird chat or chat-chat romance.

Then he switched to the photo storage place that gallery was also encrypted and again he can open it.

“this seems like not really intention to make the confidentiality on his phone”, comments.

When he saw the folder he was stunned because he screenshots more than selfie photos himself, he opened the selfie folder he was made dumbfounded with a photo that looks at the owner of the phone.

“ clearly cute and funny is the person is still small so, with Syifa I'm sure is still older my sister, but her friend is already an adult yes....” comments and ended with yawning because he drowsiness he let his phone splashed beside him, Zain hugged the bolster and fell asleep quickly after reading a prayer.

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Beautiful room even after the guests of the mothers\-mother who is also walimurid from the students who were ba’a isya’ to visit her house by carrying a variety of crops to make Indah sungkan himself, he also brought JAWATIMUR special hand fruit in his village he shared with mother\-mother.

After they came home Indah planned to open the pending suitcase and was so surprised her phone was not there even after the contents of the suitcase she moved to the closet there was no sighting of her cell phone, his eyes heat up he panic he had guessed but he still searched for him was a little careless and forgetful so he did not stop trying to find the whereabouts of his phone, he said, in the empty sash is also not there, under the stove, bad cover, under the mattress, desk drawer all the contents of the house he came and looked for but the results are nil.

“yaallah my phone... hiks... hiks... where” she was crying, she was crying, he does not matter if he has to buy again but he is very unwilling to data on his phone let alone there are photos of him there he is very irked and worried if later found by bad people and do nothing on his photographs and social media.

But Indah immediately stigfar not important guessing.

“yaallah.. hopefully the servant's phone was found by a big-hearted person, if later the person wants to return the phone to the servant, hanba very grateful to the person.”

Then because tired of crying Beautiful was asleep on the hairy carpet there was indeed a pillow and soft cloth blanket.