Polwan Beautiful Vs Gus Sweet..
After the True Love
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The morning breeze brings a new day and also the first day at the beginning of the week. The green grass of the Polda field is filled with rows of brown uniforms complete with their anthributes. And it has also become a routine activity for the government intancy in Monday morning to do the morning Apple. No exception Nuril who has come to stand with his ready attitude with his pride uniform.
With solemnity all listen to the protocol of welcome delivered by Mr. Mansyahri Police. All seemed mangosteen mangosteen agreed with what was conveyed by Mr. Kapolda. Because it actually holds true, if everything is done must be with the intention of Ikhlas to do charity like the motto and oath of the apparatus.
Almost an hour Nuril was also his colleague following the morning Apple. Then back struggling with their respective tasks after the Apple activity is over. The wide step is also firmly Nuril swing so surely towards his place of duty while checking his phone to tell people closest to him, that his activities today will be quite time consuming.
Nuril was just about to deactivate his personal phone, when the chat from last night was waiting for him not to come but instead came this morning. Until last night Nuril did not go to sleep because he waited for Ustadz Salmannya to call him. Also actually because of the sense of meaning as well, about Lily and the big question mark about Mas Agus Lily why there is at the wedding of Nuril's cousin. Although Nuril concluded that it was possible that Ustadz Salmanan was a friend of Fikri.
Reviews of a thin smile on Nuril's lips, after reading a few lines of apologies of people he loved, he said, and instantly all the questions immediately evaporated along with words of encouragement for him who continued to fill the flat screen in Nuril's hands.
While stepping about to join his colleagues, Nuril's hands were not stopping, also dancing agilely on the flat object, Nuril's hands were also, in order to give a similar spirit to people who are smiling knots are also sebrang because of the word Nuril.
"A little smile from the side was enough for me. However, it's not supposed that the little ones will be considered small by your side." Moodbooster given by Ustadz Salman in the form of globals make Nuril's smile immediately widened.
"IT'S BEEN A LONG TIME TO HAVE BEEN A LONG TIME." The reply given by Nuril, and it succeeded in making Ustadz Salman frown.
"Today I'm going to have a lot of activities and it looks like it's going to be a few days."
"Today, until the next few days I will also be busy with training." Nuril Reply.
"Today what will be the activity.?"
"I'll be hot on the field today. So, later if my skin more exsotic do not pangkling well." Nuril.
"The black one will be sweet and inspiring. Like coffee. Sweet, bitter and warming."
Nuril widened her smile.
"The whole thing was Bener Bang. Nyontek where you are." Write Nuril with a laugh that just widens.
"May in the word spare, but don't cheat. Since this isn't a school exam, it's a heart test that no one else can guess.."
"Hemm, all right. About processing the word I admit to sampaio. Sorry to be skipped for later. Because I have to be on duty. Assalamu'alaikum's chat.." Reply to Nuril quickly. Indeed, in Nuril's heart did not want to end this, but what power all his colleagues had been waiting for him and noticed the behavior of Nuril who was smiling himself with a cellphone in his hand.
"Welcome to duty, Wa'alaikumussalam."
As soon as the answer to the chat appeared on his screen Nuril immediately deactivated his phone, then immediately pocketed it and joined his colleagues who had some of them mocking Nuril's slightly changed attitude. Ih, uh, Love does like no ahlaqnya, and likes him only, so sudha able to entrap someone to fall in it, he said, so with all his deceit in the making of people who are in love drunk dear.
Fortunately Nuril, not a typical person who likes to show excessive happiness to his colleagues, so the teasing does not last long. Because Nuril's face was back flat and Nuril's focus was enough to be on the thumbs to cover what he felt.
A calm and warm morning crept quickly into the afternoon with the heat of the fireball kicking with its ferociousness up there. And with the sweat that poured Nuril still sprightly with his attitude on the saddle Horse. Whether this has been the number of times Nuril rode a Morgan type Horse with jet black hair glowing.
The Morgan type of horse, is very suitable for horse mounts and races. Because of its high and long posture, obviously this type of horse has a long stride. And this is certainly very helpful to the task of the Police to secure in an environmentally friendly place or tourist attractions.
More than a dozen Horses in the vast field are chasing each other and not a few also the surrounding community who are enthusiastic to see the agility of the Horse as well as its retainer which in addition to having a beautiful face is also handsome, of course the Riders have athletic bodies as well.
"Ipda Nuril is getting cool." Praise Nuril's colleagues between their breaks.
"Still cool you, AKP Arjun." Answer Nuril.
"You've been praising me too much Ipda Nuril. One day you will be better than me. Trust me the same." Follow Nuril's colleagues while giving cold water to Nuril.
Nuril's hand reached out to receive it, but not immediately upheld the drink, but put it and instead took his drinking bottle. "Sorry AKP Arjun, I don't drink cold water." Nuril said as she brandished her bottle. And only a bright smile was welcomed by AKP Arjun.
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Even the questionable feeling that had previously filled Nuril's heart, was shifted away just like that. Shifted because of forgetting, forgetting because too many sweet words are strung together by both of them while chatting. Understandably, again in the phase of the world belongs to both, the other can only ngekost. But that's not really theirs yet.
Tonight this week, gray for Nuril. Because in addition to today Nuril free of duty, tomorrow will also be the same. But also was the chat this afternoon that came from Ustadz Salmanan. Ustadz Salman is returning home. And it was actually discussed last week, but somehow it was time for Nuril to feel lonely. Maybe because they are used to the chat.
Nuril realized, could not force his desire to Ustadz Salman. Because there is no bond between the two. In the sense of a more serious bond and known by their respective families. Even Nuril himself did not dare to tell about Ustadz Salmannya to his parents. What's more, telling about Mas Ainya to Ustadz Salmanya.
How far there. Even the two people do not know each other's full names. Where they come from, what their parents are like. Because of the month they live, it is like an increased relationship from a new person to a friendship.
"If you love someone, then you should also be prepared to lose them. And to be self-serving, if not lost because of destiny that is not on your side. Then you must be better prepared, if the farewell is because God loves him more than you love him." Nuril wrote on her Medsos account.
No matter what happened to her, Nuril realized that nothing is eternal and eternal in this world. And as good as that love is, it is God's love and all will return to him.
Perhaps also Nuril wrote that because of the self-confidence that came and undermined his trust, along with the intention of the return of Uatadz Salmannya in addition to visiting his parents, but also to introduce Nuril to the parents of Ustadz Salman.
Believe what, be sure what. When faced with the parents of a loved one, it feels much more horror than meeting a demon. Though this has not been met in reality, that alone is enough to make Nuril's guts shrivel. Was was the reaction of the two, also the most feared thing is that they will compare Nuril with the girl of their choice.
Every parent's choice must have advantages and disadvantages of each. And what they think is good, will always confuse them. Like Papa and Mama Nuril, who every time called him never forget to mention a little about Mas Ainya. Although Nuril was reluctant to respond to it.
And that's what Nuril feared for Ustadz Salman's parents. And if you look at the attitude and speech of Ustadz Salman. He must have come from an environment whose understanding of Religious Science was clearly very good. While Nuril is not someone who happens to be chosen as Hafidzul Qur'an.
Simple should be. Nuril only needed to tuck her heart even more. Because the greatest consequence when one dares to drop his heart for someone is the willingness of his heart, if he is not his ultimate goal.
If Nuril is unable to match up with someone Nuril loves, then praying that he finds the best mate is the best way to let go of all tastes. Sincere love and sincere heart. But, will Nuril be able to..?.
A broken heart would be sure, but that's the process. Because before we find and are found by our ribs, then we will experience what is called a great heartbreak. So that we will know it feels like to appreciate the one in the grasp and mengikhlaskan who left.
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Kok dadak confused Mbak Nuril, kene can not misik i sopo kwi parents Mas Salman.🤭🤭🤭🤭
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