Polwan Beautiful Vs Gus Sweet..
I'll Wait
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Some are falling, but not sick. Instead of falling with a great pounding and together with the heads that bow down to each other embarrassed. The arrow of the love of God Amor has worked so hard, that it makes the two people sitting opposite each other stuck so deep, until every beat from his chest seemed to be in rhythm even though the two did not make a sound.
The blue swimming glasses located in the middle of the round table seemed to be the eyes of the two of them who were silent in a long silence dissolved in each other's minds. It was true that no words came out of the lips of the two, but their eyes that occasionally stole a glance through the glances were already telling enough for the people around them, that their meeting this time implied a happiness.
Shame and worry, that is what can be caught from the behavior of both of them. And it will be even more adorable again when their two eyes are wired and compact to return to look down with a faint smile that looks at each other on the lips of the two of them.
"I almost forgot that I once had this Swimming Glass." Lirih Nuril gathered up the courage to break the awkwardness between the two.
Slowly Nuril took out Ustadz Salman's black-coated book along with a shabby paper bracelet belonging to a Water Park. "But, from losing I also found something." Nuril continued by placing the two objects clockwise with his Swimming Glass.
"I have nothing to lose, except from my disturbed composure with a name I can never forget. And what a beautiful secret of God. Because I finally met the owner of that name." Ustadz Salman's soft speech was able to make Nuril's face feel hot to deliver a natural reddening on both sides of his cheeks.
"Ipda Nuril, Love gives nothing, except the whole of her, full. He takes nothing but himself. Love has neither, nor has, for love is sufficient for love." Instantly the tinge of red hue on Nuril's cheeks disappeared, changing with a painful feeling perched in the recesses of his heart.
Looking at the words of Ustadz Salman just now, Nuril did not dare to think more, what else to ask for more. Because of that speech is very clear, if Ustadz Salman does not want to deify his love, and choose to let it go like flowing water. As for Nuril, he needs certainty for a relationship. At least what is the name of this relationship.?
"Yet Ipda Nuril." Back the bass voice of Ustadz Salman vibrated Nuril's eardrum, and this time Nuril ventured to raise his head to stare at the face that is now also looking at him seriously.
"Love is also a warm feeling, and one that will be able to make us realize how precious we are, and the existence of someone so precious to us to protect. Moreover to make it a reason for us to be tranquilizing in worship because of his presence."
This time Nuril was right and could only continue to stay still while continuing to bite his lower lip to centralize all the excess happiness in his chest. Indeed, in the dream, Nuril never imagined it would be as sweet as this expression that was strung together by a Salman A.R.
"It would be selfish if I asked you to always be next to me at this time. While sampean still have to pursue sampean ideals, and I do not want to be the reason for the failure of sampean ideals. Therefore, stay excited for the task of sampean." Nuril closed her eyes with a thin, ornate smile on her lips, while deep in her brain Nuril was picking and sorting out words.
"What will wait..?" The end is only that word that Nuril can take out and make the faint smile of Ustadz Salman so widened.
"What do you mind if I wait.?"
Nuril's head reflex shook his head quickly and it managed to make the smile of the two widen even though it was still in shame.
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The sun was already hiding in the other side of the world, but the warm rays were still lingering in Nuril's chest, each time recalling his conversation earlier this afternoon with Salman A.Rnya. Every set of words that came out of Salman A.Rnya's lips was imprinted like a Mantra for Nuril, to make his cheeks ceaselessly supply a natural hue.
Even the happy feeling was also read by Bu Ari who was last afternoon doing a vidio call with Nuril. It is true, if someone mentions that falling in love makes someone crazy. What else is falling in love and his love is reciprocated. More so, love is grounded in a good cause.
Indeed, there is no name in the relationship of Nuril and Ustadz Salman. Also Ustadz Salman did not name him COURAN in their relationship, like the youngster of today. But, quite firmly also said Ustadz Salman, that Ustadz Salman will wait until the end with his official bond. That doesn't mean Ustadz Salman doesn't play games about this relationship.
The problem of playing, this is him who is a burden of mind for Nuril at this time. Nuril kept thinking about how to tell her parents about her Salman A.R, and asked them to cancel her match with Mas Ainya.
If only one word comes out about Salman A.R. to His Perfect Girlfriend, it is not impossible that Nuril will be in the hearing and they will ask to be met with Salman A.R. then what happens next is to compare Salman A.R and Mas Ainya.
It can't happen, it would be better for me to shut up first, and enjoy the day with Salman A.R as my encouragement. Nuril Ahirnya.
The night was getting late, and Nuril was not able to close his eyes at all, even though he had several times he continued to flip the pillow and his body. Even Muroja'ah has also got some Juz, but his eyes are reluctant to be closed. Instead of being closed, even in a wide open state, the image of Salman A. R.'s face continues to dance in his brain.
And after a long time Nuril's eyes do not want to be closed, finally he reached the small book belonging to Salman A.Rnya, then quickly surfed in it, which in fact the contents have almost Nuril memorized everything, then quickly surfed in it, because he often reads.
But, Nuril did not have the courage to just open the chat screen with her. And can only continue to stare at the profile photo embedded there.
"Salman A.R's. Even that A.R I don't know what it means." Nuril said softly while smiling amusedly at the thought of her strange feelings. "Maybe he doesn't know my long name either.ha.ha.ha. It's funny how we. Next time I'll ask you that." Nuril continued while leaving his green application and switching to Sosmednya.
Nuril hasn't surfed to his Sosmed for long. Not because there is no time, but for Nuril such applications are only for entertainment, especially for someone like Nuril this kind of thing is always monitored. That is why Nuril has two accounts for each of his Sosmeds. Not for style, but it demands work. And also for his own self-precision.
Just now Nuril was about to leave his Sosmed, because his eyes were about to be closed. However, it soon re-opened when @maulana_sar2727 mempsoting a photo complete with the caption that makes Nuril flushed.
A photo of a new red rose will begin to bloom on the background of the sunrise, even dew is still attached to the shoots of the flower, the flower, make anyone who saw it must immediately feel fresh and excited like a flower that wants to welcome the sun with a petal.
"Minas sahl an tathruda jaisyul isti'mar min wathonika. Walakin, minas sho'b an tahruthal hubba ista' maro qolbaka."
Nuril continued to frown with it, what was another moment after so many comments were alternating making Nuril smile in shame. Embarrassed because he felt the comments seemed to make fun of him at this time who was flowering flowers. And the answer to @maulana_sar2727, also no less sweet again. It was as if the owner of the account was also feeling the same as Nuril.
@nauf_rim. Halalin.
Nuril was astonished by one of the accounts that had just appeared, because Nuril knew exactly who it belonged to. It was an account belonging to his second cousin. His son is Aunt Rany, and also his cousin Mas Ainya. But, Nuril is reluctant to think too far, because this is cyberspace, even he can also reply to comments with anyone.
Nurilpun finally closed the Sosmed application and chose to lay his body that was tired, although in the middle of the middle between the hull and his body he still mingled speech from Salman A.Rnya. "I'll wait."
It will be like anything ahir of a wait, which surely Nuril will seduce the owner of the heart so as not to be in vain what he wants. If later his appeal is not heeded, then Nuril asked to be given a breadth of heart in order to be able to be patient. For true, to Allah will all hearts return. And if all can be given and intended only because of Allah alone, then there will be no weight in the way.
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Nopo maleh tho niku Gus, added mumet Emak e lek mekaten.
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