Polwan Beautiful Vs Gus Sweet..
Nuril Maydina Juwahir's
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The red hue still adorned on Nuril's white cheeks, it seemed to be a natural blouse-on, and also had abundant stock. The proof from this morning the red tinge still lingers on Nuril's cheek every time he remembers the incident this morning.
Orange orchards, Naga fruit gardens, Papaya, Avocado, Even his favorite Durian fruit is also on the hill above. Not because the fruit is thick, to make Nuril continue to smile and redden himself every time he saw his reflection in front of the mirror, but the incident involving himself and Ustadz Salman.
It happened accidentally and was a little embarrassing. But, for people who are in love, it can make the chest of the thumb erratic, or even the salto is also as small as 180 drajat. Falling down beautifully, say it like that. And the fall in the arms of Ustadz Salman who turns his chest is also hard like a razor-washing board. And Nuril's wild brain actually imagines how the muscle shape if using a tight T-shirt like a young Police Officer.
Aih, uh, Nuril. Wherever the brain goes before, Nuril never thought of such a ngaco, and it's all because Ustadz Salman who has really made her a crazy woman. Crazy for love, crazy for the charm of Ustadz Salman, also crazy because Ustadz Salman in fact did not ripple at all afterwards.
Ustadz Salman's demeanor troubled Nuril's heart, and it was only natural that for a man like Ustadz Salman, it was obvious that such a thing was wrong and even wrong. Although not dikiruri it was also for Nuril, because it was the first akli Nuril embraced other Men apart from Her Perfect Boyfriend.
The existence of a small house in the middle of a garden that covers an area of about 12 hectares, really makes Nuril fall in love and want to go back there again. However, what reasons make Nuril can return there, it will certainly feel bad. Given that Ustadz Salman will soon be engaged, it could even be that he was engaged yesterday or yesterday again, I don't know, Nuril also does not know exactly. Because neither Ustadz Salman nor Bang Jo said anything about it.
There was also tightness, as Nuril recalled the small house in the middle of the garden belonging to Ustadz Salman on the hill. And it gets even more claustrophobic to imagine that there will be a woman smiling happily with Ustadz Salman there, enjoying the day surrounded by their children who continue to run around happily, he said, while calling Father and Mother.
Nuril's dream of becoming Polwan has been realized, and lives to develop his wings in the profession in his gelutinya. Like its original purpose, Iklas dutiful to help with the talent and the position in his possession. However, no one knew far at the bottom of Nuril's little heart, his dream was just simple, as simple as his daily captivity.
Being a dutiful wife for her husband, being a Mother who can always be relied on by her children, such as Mama also Mother of Sarungan Temple. And when Nuril has met his soul mate, Nuril is very sure willing to leave everything for his family. However, the whole family had assumed, that Nuril was a girl who was consistent with what he had held at this time.
Therefore, the whole family agreed to his stupid match with his arch-enemy as a child. With reason, only the Sarungan Temple can make Nuril obedient and settle in his place and not installments anymore. And without it all, Nuril also did not think much about the household.
"Nuril Maydina Juwahir." Screeched a voice while fending at Nuril's ears slowly.
"What the hell, Ma. Shouts screamed indistinctly." With a sinless face Nuril corrected his long Khimar and twisted his body in front of a large mirror.
"You're the one that's not clear. Mama's called you ten times, until your mama's mouth froths." Mama Nuril replied by flicking her head. "From that half hour in front of the mirror, it's still not finished." Mama Nuril's hand had already grabbed her daughter's face to face her.
"What the hell, Ma." Nuril said wrongly, because his mother looked at him intensely.
"You're wearing a blouse-on.?" Tanya Mama Nuril arrived. "You deliberately make-up, let me meet you later Mas Aimu look different."
Nuril rolled her eyeballs a beard. "Who also wants to meet the Sarungan Temple. If not Mama who asked Uwi to come home, Uwi also will not go home." Gerrutu Nurils. "This Mama uses the size of who the hell sews her clothes, in use kok rather loose." Nuril shifted the discussion by commenting on the uniform he wore.
"Even, later if you meet the real must be another one in the talk." Mama Nuril said as she looked at the clothes that she said were loose. "It's just the one you're getting a little thin, so it's loose."
"Mama underlines yes, Uwi came home for Fahri, for Bulek Rany, Uncle Hanan. So there's nothing to do with that shit." Nuril said in an upset tone.
"What you said for Fahri, for Bulek Rany, for Uncle Hanan, it was also Mas Aimu's family, Ju. So don't want you to meet him later." Mama Nuril replied again.
"Yes, Uwi does not need to come, just wait at Bulek Rany's house." Ketus Nuril has already grabbed Khimarya until it is released from his head, along with the door of the room that opens and shows the figure of Perfect Boyfriend Nuril who has been standing in front of the mirror.
"What's up, fight again. Wonderful, met also just a few hours ago, already fighting." Speak perfect girlfriend Nuril while stepping in and followed by Mbah Uti Nuril.
"Lho, Cah Ayu. Why is the hijab on the loose again." Said Mbah Uti Nuril in haste to come to Nuril who was pouting while bending her face.
"Mama is looking for a cause." Answer Nuril.
"False Mama, let Uti be your Mama's country. Already in use Hijabnya, soon to be leaving kok Hijabnya not yet in use." Persuade Uti Nuril while reaching for Khimar who was in the hands of Nuril.
"What the hell is it, Ma. I told you, we'll talk together later, don't be rash." Nuril's perfect boyfriend said by playing his eyes that signaled meaningfully. However, Nuril was reluctant to ask, because his mood was already damaged when he heard the name of Kampret called by his mother.
"Mama's just ngingetin, Pa. I could meet Ali there. Uh, the jujunya even cranky. Not really pantes so Polwan, lambekan that." Still Mama Nuril teased him, while moving from the room and gave the mess that was burdened to Husband and Mother-in-law. Because, Nuril if it has been mengambek, Nuril can only be persuaded by Her Perfect Boyfriend.
"Owow Cah Ayu, don't be like that. Gus Ali is cal.."
"Buk, Juju let's wear the hijab first. I'm the same Anne went there first, later I will be the same Juju to follow directly behind the group." The words of Papa Nuril cut off the speech of Uti Nuril, which had been short, making Nuril assume for himself about the last word spoken by Uti Nuril.
"All right." Uti Nuril replied slowly, then stepped away leaving the two of them who were still silent. And before long Papa Nuril had opened the conversation, and managed to invite Nuril out of the room with a smile back and spoiled in the arm of his Perfect Boyfriend.
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The ranks of the bridesmaids immediately make the row, as well as the Men. Dusty Purple color fashion filled the tent in front of a small house with a yard that has been conjured like a flower garden of the ancient kingdom. An all-white shade stands firmly at the end of the tent.
Candidate what.? That was the question for Nuril, because when Nuril asked her Perfect Boyfriend, her father only said that everyone would meet his soul mate, and that was right. Who and what the relationship is, only God knows. Clearly, Nuril understood about such a thing.
And what is the burden of his mind at this time, whether it refers to the matchmaking that was touched upon by his parents in recent years. And what is more Nuril can not believe is, it turns out this matchmaking has not been canceled according to Nuril's request before leaving for Surabaya a few months ago.
"Sorry, Brother." The strangulation of a child who arrived hit the tubub Nuril from behind, making Nuril stagger almost fall.
For a moment Nuril noticed the little girl who was smiling showing her white teeth, then immediately squatted to match her height by stroking the exact same curly hair owned by Nuril.
"It's okay, baby. What's her name beautiful.?" Ask Nuril.
"Lilly." Lily answered with still maintaining her sweet smile.
"Lily, what a pretty name. Which hijab..?" Nuril asked again while touching Lily's hair that was allowed to expand without poking it.
"Great, tomorrow if it's new in use." Lily replied, and wanted to run. However, Nuril immediately grabbed Lily's hand because she was about to hit the person who was passing by to see the Marriage Certificate which was located right in front of the guarantee.
"Be careful, let's go there with Brother.Tuh look at everyone all on the stand, scramble to see the bride and groom." Nuril said, and without Lily's consent, Nuril sedah led Lily away and sat in the back seat.
"Sister isn't a kidnapper, is he.?" Lily asked and made Nuril laugh crisply at Lily's words. "Abang Lily, you want to go to Army school so don't you dare kidnap Lily."
"Ahh, fear it." Nuril answered, widening his smile.
"That's look at Lily's brother." Appoint Lily to a young man sitting in the man's place. "And that's who stands his name Mas Agus." Lily pointed with her chin to the man who was walking back to them.
For a moment, Nuril continued to notice the wide back of the young man wearing the same colored clothes as himself with the subordinate of the plain black sarong cloth, and that means he includes the core family of Bulek Rany or Uncle Hanan. But, Nuril was as familiar with that back, it was exactly like the back of Ustadz Salman.
"Sister, Brother.?" Said Lily while rubbing Nuril's hand, making Nuril jingakt shocked and immediately returned focus to Lily who was in front of him. "So, I really saw Mas Agus Lily."
"Emmm, Brother is just thinking. Is.Mas Agusnya Lily is also a Soldier, or Army candidate, or the Police maybe.?"
"Not both, but Wiwi Lily's father used to be a soldier. Actually, Lily doesn't like to be a soldier, but because you want to, so Lily likes it." And just continue to tell Lily many things to make Nuril dizzy with a story that revolves around turning from one person to another, which Nuril does not know at all. But, honestly, Nuril really likes Lily who is in front of him, who became a friend to him when everyone was busy with a cellphone camera to capture the moment of his second cousin's wedding.
Seconds change to minutes, minutes change to hours. It did not feel like almost two and a half hours Nuril attended the Wedding Accad and Walimatul Usry, and really became a super soft woman. Also come smile shy shy smile like the two brides who are on the lap. Mutually bowed and occasionally stole a glance, then increasingly bowed not when Gus Nayif who filled Mauidhoh Walimatul Ursy tease them. And the show is really passionate with Do'a read by Abi Farid.
"It's Juju.The more beautiful the Mother's daughter." Greetings Mother Ikah when they all had gone out of the tent and to their respective cars, the new Nuril tau turned out to be the Perfect Boyfriend car next to the Abi Farid family car.
Nuril immediately shook the hands of Mother Ikah and Abi Farid with Takdzim, then continued to look down while answering some questions that were intended for him. And Nuril's attitude like that really looks very sweet, like some santri who are behind Mother Ikah.
"How's the rote, Ndhok.?" Abi Farid asked Nuril who did not dare to raise his head at all, because there was one worry if there was someone who had appeared among them who was talking.
"Pendongane mawon Bi. May it always be istiqomah." Answer Nuril.
"Amin, amen. God is afflicting." Mommy Ikah and Abi Farid answered, along with a voice calling Abi Farid, and it succeeded in making the work of Nuril's heart increase as it was about to get out of place..
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