Playground

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Today my activities are as solid as ever. The morning after dropping off Hito at school I checked the boarding house and received the order . In the afternoon after hito came home from school we had lunch together , after the dzuhur prayer I took hito to the riesta caffe not to forget I brought the hito textbook for tomorrow so that in the cafe he could learn and do his assignments and pr. Before Maghrib we had already returned home after cleaning up and praying me and hito dinner. Next hito brushed his teeth, washed his hands and feet and washed his face and prayed isya, after that he went to sleep. While I after the prayer isya packing the goods that the customer ordered this morning so that the next day stay in the send, then after that I slept.

Tired indeed but must be enjoyed, life is about how we struggle to survive and that means we have to make friends tired, is not it?

To the next day after dropping hito to school I went to the market to shop for cooking needs for the next week, after finishing I also drove to the supermarket for monthly shopping, and then I went to the supermarket, understand this early in the month so all supplies in the house are thinning even some are already exhausted.

Arriving at the supermarket I walked with my head down because there were some men walking in front of me. I picked up a trolley to put the item I was going to buy.At that moment I experienced an unexpected event.

"Sorry, sorry." Said a man who accidentally touched my hand when we accidentally held the same trolley.

"It's okay, please take the mas first."

"For you first."

"Thank you, excuse me."

"Eh, yeah, you're together. Mba wait."

"Yes." Yeah." I looked back again.

"Can you meet?" He said while extending his hand.

"Oh, I'm Cyta mas." I answered while clenching my two hands in front of my chest.

"I'm Haris."

"Excuse me, please."

"Oh yes please. I hope we can meet again."

I just smiled wryly behind my veil, I haven't even officially divorced from mas dzaky how the man hoped to see me again.

Pov Haris's

I went shopping at the supermarket today with my personal assistant whom I consider to be my younger brother, Beni & a friend named Ricky. When I got down from the car I pegged for a moment because I saw a very graceful veiled woman, she was very beautiful even though I only saw her eyes and half her forehead.

"God is still this morning I've seen the angel." My inner. Could I be in love at first sight? Could it be that this heart was so quickly adorned with a new name?

"God why my heart, when with my wife I never felt like this. What do you think hariis, you haven't officially held the status of a widower yet but you've started planting new seeds of love?" Continue inwardly and still continue to pay attention to the cyst that is tidying up some of its shopping bags in the car.

I woke up from my daydream, and then I caught up with Beni and Ricky. Not to forget I took the trolley first, how surprised I was when I felt a smooth hand I accidentally held because we took the same trolley.

"Oh my god, this is what is called destiny." My mind as our two eyeballs met and clashed for a while.

I allowed him to take the trolley first, I watched him in silence. She passed after saying the excuse.I ventured to call her again and became acquainted afterwards. It turned out that her name was as beautiful as her brownish-black eyes. Her white skin was hidden behind her maroon red veil. I'm sure his skin is white because of his forehead and the back of his hand that I accidentally held earlier. After he was a bit away, I began to be able to regulate the rhythm of my heart that was hunting, lying erratically when it was nearby.

Cista, hopefully tomorrow we can meet again with my condition that is free alias already widowed. Hope in my heart.

I followed her, when I saw her struggling to push the trolley that seemed to be full, I ventured to help her.

"Art."

"Yes sister?"

"You follow me."

"Where are you going, bro?" Ask ricky.

"Don't follow me much."

"Well, if the boss says that we can do what?"

"Cista, heavy huh? Can I help you push?"

"Hehehe, yes mas haris. But fear of ngrepotin."

"Here I push. Why do you shop by yourself?"

"Yes, I can't visit this month."

"Oh, is this finished yet?"

"You're staying at the cashier."

"Then come on."

"Thank you, I just knew you, but I want to help you."

"If you're on the road ahead, I follow you from behind."

"Girls have to be in front of the cis, let me follow you in the back."

"Thank you for helping."

"Yes together."

Cistapun queued, while I came out first after giving beni debit card , letting beni queue at the cashier with ricky.

I waited not far from the cashier where the cysta was waiting in line because I intended to help bring her groceries to the car, hehehe.

"Here I help you again, where's your car?"

"Ngga ngrepotin mas?"

"Ngga relax. Let's go first."

"Thank you, sir." He replied with a smile and a nod of the head.

"Is this you from the market?"

"Yes, before I came here, I bought a wet one in the market to cook for the next week, then came here for monthly shopping."

"Oh."

"Yes, thanks again."

"Yes together. Be careful, see you." He smiled behind his veil visible from his narrowed eyes,hihihi. (I'm sure her face is very pretty when it hits her).

I noticed his car was getting farther away, I was getting more and more amazed at him . Seemed self-reliance in him that increasingly amazes me, he is also humble and polite and still keeps his limits on the opposite sex.

"Woi, who?" Ask ricky.

"Name cyista."

"Have a crush?"

"Hmmm. But I'm just a widower."

"Son is less." Ask beni.

"Yes that's ben."

"Don't mind bro, you're cute just a status doang duda. Pursue until dapet, I support. I'm happy because you don't dissolve in sadness because of the household problems you face." Ricky sok sage said.

"Gue is also confused why I don't have any sadness, yes split with Rima?"

"That means you're not in love with Rima."

"Say ricky, sis," sela beni.

"Maybe,hehehe. I want to focus on the divorce process first. I've only met Cya for the first time."

"No one knows you."

"Doain is the best. I believe God knows best for every servant."

"Okay, we're home."

"I'm coming to your house ya ris."

"Hmm."

"When are you the same as Nabila?" Ask beni to ricky. Ricky has long harbored a taste for my brother, but has never revealed it even though I have given him the blessing of ,hehehe.

"I know ben."

"looks."

"Hurry up let's go home, ben."

"Okay sister."