Polwan Beautiful Vs Gus Sweet..
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*Roses are not always red. Roses do not always express love.
At the end of having to get here, silent silence I am also hurt.
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Write Nuril on the caption of the photo uploaded in his IG account and then immediately re-insert his phone in a small bag that is on his waist and quickly out first before Iptu Jonathan, who is still in his pocket, when the car driven by Iptu Jonathan stopped perfectly in the parking lot of Bhayangkari office where Bu Ari was waiting for the arrival of the two of them.
Bu Ari's smile review welcomed Nuril's arrival and his smile became more persistent when not long Iptu Jonathan walked with his firm steps following Nuril's steps and then taught Nuril. Not enough Bu Ari alone, even some other Mother Bhayangkari also smiled towards Nuril and Iptu Jonathan after Bu Ari whispered softly.
As per her procedures, Nuril was already prepared with her duties. Escorted Bu Ari to undergo routine as the Mother of the Police, and this time the activities of Bu Ari was looking to conduct a review to the Police outside Surabaya City. Remembering what happened this morning in Polda makes us have to be more vigilant and escort Mother Mother Bhayangkari with full-hearted escort, until she arrived and returned safely.
In this trip, Bu Ari did not ask Nuril much about his personal matters. However, he actually mocked Nuril with the presence of Iptu Jonathan who came along with him. And it made Nuril not believe, that Bu Ari who he knew as a firm person could also make fun of Nuril throughout the journey.
The car that was driven by Nuril stopped at the gate of the toll road to Sidoarjo, and clad with it a car also stopped right next to the car driven by Nuril. And it instantly made Nuril focus her gaze onto the street in front of her as soon as the car glass beside her opened.
Black squat and Sunglass made his appearance actually made Nuril want to linger long continue to look at him, but because there was also a sweet girl who was sitting in the seat next to him, making Nuril did not dare to look at him because there was pain in his chest when he saw the smile of the sweet girl in reply with a warm smile by Ustadz Salmanannya.
Nuril's purist did not see Ustadz Salman who was next to the car in his vehicle, in vain. Because, Bu Ari meliahtnya and told Nuril to advance the car a little. Nuril obediently moved his car forward and heard the greeting of Bu Ari who was warmly replied by Ustadz Salman.
Nuril has warned himself not to turn to Ustadz Salman, but his head betrayed his brain and Nuril was unable to turn his gaze back towards the road after their gazes met and locked for a while.
The nod of the head and thin smile Ustadz Salman to Nuril, increasingly making Nuril unable to listen to his brain and heart to be a woman who has marwah and shame in front of people in his tribe. Until the sound of the horn of the car behind him that made Nuril wake up and refocus towards the road in front of him.
It is short, even very short. However, it managed to make a tinge of red on Nuril's cheeks, each time recalling the thin smile that was fixed for her. And gradually the tinge of red disappeared as Nuril remembered Iptu Jonathan's remarks about Ustadz Salman who would soon be engaged this month.
It would be better for everyone to get here. It was my fault for imposing my will on her every night by inserting her name in my do'a do'a. Inner Nuril, and Nuril are only able to breathe out a heavy and deep breath of what his heart is currently feeling. Silently Nuril listened to the conversation Bu Ari and his colleagues who were talking about Uatadz Salman.
"All right, Ipda Nuril.?" Bu Ari said suddenly involving Nuril in their conversation.
"Ready, right." Answer Nuril.
"Don't be too formal, we're not in unity." Ms. Ari replied with a widening smile. "According to Ipda Nuril, Ustadz Salman is pretty saucy right.?" Continue Bu Ari.
Nuril did not immediately answer, but instead frowned while looking at Bu Ari from his middle spy. "Ready, right." Nuril's reply and the oddness of the two people who were in the back seat made Nuril increasingly do not know what to answer.
Let alone to answer them, Nuril is currently unable to answer some questions that arise in his brain about how to forget Ustadz Salman who has dominated his heart.
"If I were Ipda Nuril, I would be tepe with Ustadz Salman."
"So Ustadz was still single, Mom." Said a friend of Bu Ari's.
"Rubber, Ma. In addition to filling the study in the Police, Ustadz Salman is also one of the Lecturers at UIN Sunan Ampel, Mom." Answer Ms. Ari.
"Wahh, that's great. Lucky to be his father-in-law. Just try I have a daughter who is old enough, do not hesitate I will propose first.." Nuril almost choked on her own saliva when she heard the words of her colleague Bu Ari.
"That's it, Miss Dimas. I think that way too. Just try Ines is a grown-up." Timpal Bu Ari and the two immediately chuckled softly.
"I have a nephew who just graduated from college, but what ya might want Ustadz Salman. Wong was just sitting next to her headscarf until it covered half of her body." Again, the words of Bu Ari's friend made Nuril back to realize about him.
Yes, it is true. Nuril often looks like a sweet girl next to Ustadz Salman earlier. But, if he becomes Nuril not Ipda Nuril as he is now. And obviously everyone will only see his appearance as it is now.
"Yes, if you think that's right, Miss Dimas. And that was right next to him must be someone special to Ustadz Salman."
Nuril continued to listen to the conversation of his second wife, while feeling a bit of pain in his chest when it was felt that what the two were talking about was a little true according to Nuril.
"Yes they were not only the two, in the back seat there was also one more girl, Miss Dimas. If any brother is possible. Because according to my husband Ustadz Salman it comes from the eastern region of East Java." As Nuril's shoulder slumped back to hearing Bu Ari's words, she chose to put Headseat on so she wouldn't have to listen to what they were talking about Ustadz Salman.
This Nuril did, as a first step to try to get her heart back where it was before she was reunited with Salman A.R. Nuril realized, even very aware this would not be easy for him, because not only did Nuril mention the name of Salman A.R in his do'a do'a, but it had been many years. And Nuril must be able to accept, if his ahirnya not the name of Salman A.R written for him in Lauhul Mahfudz.
The biggest consequence when you dare to drop your heart for someone is your willingness, if you are not the ultimate goal. Break Nuril in the heart as an effort to encourage his heart that is broken before it could connect with the heart he wanted.
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Several weeks had passed and Nuril enjoyed a period of heartbreak by continuing to pretend what had happened to him. And it was obviously very annoying for Nuril, because in the midst of his efforts to forget his feelings that could not be achieved again, he often met with Ustadz Salman accidentally.
Nuril is trying to be normal in front of Ustadz Salman. However, it is as if the whole world knows about Nuril's feelings for Ustadz Salman through to Nuril's guzzlement and Nuril's stiffness when greeted by Ustadz Salman when passing by.
The world ridiculed Nuril very deliberately, by reuniting Nuril with Ustadz Salman again when Ustadz Salman and Iptu Jonathan were about to leave for Ustadz Salman's hometown. This time it feels like Nuril's tears have been about to shed, if Nuril does not remember that he is currently using his uniform.
Nuril was about to rush to another road to avoid passing Ustadz Salman who had succeeded in breaking Nuril's heart. Eits, errata. It was not Ustadz Salman's fault, it was Nuril's own fault for having loved alone.
"Nuril's Ipda." Inevitably Nuril, stopped her steps when she heard her name in a shout by Iptu Jonathan, who had also rushed to where Nuril was standing. "Kok is around here.?" Ask Iptu Jonathan in a relaxed tone, without using the strictest order of unity.
Nuril tried to master the turmoil of his heart, when accidentally his eyes hit him with the soothing brown netra belonging to Ustadz Salman. "I'm going around here now, Iptu Jo." Lirih Nuril's.
"Yes, which side.?" Follow Iptu Jonathan with passion.
"In the row to the three left sides of the Mosque." Nuril answered still softly, while playing the rope of his pocket.
"Ohh, two blocks from here. Fun we're gonna be neighbors." Nuril again raised his head and again, his gaze met with Ustadz Salman who had just been silent. "Oh yeah, how's the cut plan, what's agreed." Iptu Jonathan.
Nuril cleared his throat slowly, to relieve his nervousness before finally answering Iptu Jonathan asked. "Yes agreed, only three days, counting from Friday tomorrow."
"Bang Jo, I take it into the car first the goods, until we continue to chat with Ipda Nuril." Ustadz Salman said with a faint smile towards the two, as if intentionally giving space to both. And it made Nuril feel more and more that it felt right to be in the wrong place.
"Oh yes Mas. I'll catch up soon." Answer Iptu Jonathan. "Actually our destination is the same to the East of Ipda Nuril, not Ipda Nuril from Bali. Don't get angry, I saw it from the CV, and it was as a form of business I approached Ipda Nuril."
"Uhuk uhuk.." Suddenly Ustadz Salman coughed violently, shortly after grabbing the bag in the clutches of Iptu Jonathan. Nuril reflex just gave the water he always carried to Ustadz Salman and accidentally the hands both touched for a moment before quickly Ustadz Salman immediately shifted his hands.
"Thank you." Ustadz Salman.
"I'm sorry if you'll excuse me, Iptu Jonathan, Ustadz Salman." Nuril said while looking at the clock on his wrist that had shown at 21:15. "Hopefully the journey is pleasant and safe until the destination." Nuril.
"Thank you, Nuril."
Nuril smiled faintly and then turned briefly towards Ustadz Salman who was standing not far from them, then nodded slowly muttering his regards to Ustadz Salman. "Assalamu'alaikum." His words slowly then immediately moved when his greetings were answered no less slowly by Ustadz Salman.
Step by step Nuril, it felt so heavy. Because, the person behind it, and if can compare themselves. Now is the time to say goodbye to his heart, for he Salman his A. R. will knit a wonderful plan for his future with the woman of his choice and may just be someone who has been written to him in Lauhul Mahfud.
Nuril's heavy steps arrived at the elite boarding house in his place just this week. Nuril immediately flattened her body on the foam mattress and slid her head in the pillow inside while continuing to sigh slowly.
"It turns out like this it feels heartbroken. Schnellop. Maggy Z prefer tooth salite that is clearly painful." Nuril muttered and immediately grabbed the phone from his bag and dialed quickly a number that was not how long it had been connected in his channel.
"Yes, Juju will be home on her H day." Nuril said with certainty and immediately turned off his phone again afterwards.
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Hemm, Nuril, Juju, it's wrong when what is it that Nuril is Juju. who is Nuril's full name..??
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