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No one knows what Nuril's heart is, because it all looks ordinary at Nuril. Indeed, Nuril is not typical of people who like to spread stories to and fro, especially his personal story. Even Nuril is famous for being closed to colleagues, although he never limited his association.
If, it is likened. Nuril is like coffee. No matter how much a person enjoys a cup of coffee, he will never know where his wedding coffee is. Because one of the others said that Coffee is nikamt because of the sugar, while the other said that coffee is delicious because of its bitterness. And Nuril can look like both.
Nuril thought that as time passed, Nuril would easily forget everything. Everything about Ustadz Salamnya. But in fact it is not as easy as turning the palm of the hand from the palm to the back of the hand. Even all the activities he did during this month, also not enough to make him forget the Salman Ustadz.
Salah Nuril too, because the intention to erase the memory of Ustadz Salman is not entirely he did. And look now at what Nuril did tonight. Nuril still kept the small object and continued to take it to accompany him in the course of the day.
"I didn't know it would be this much to part with someone. Maybe it's because I love my Robb less." Murmured Lirih Nuril, then quickly swung his steps towards the bathroom.
Forgetting his Salman Ustadz with his various official duties. Then drown himself in his creeping. Nuril's been doing this for a month, and it's still the same. His heart is still like a crumble when remembering his love not until his love Robb.
It was not Nuril enjoying this pain, as bitter unsweetened coffee, who could never stop to enjoy it even though it was bitter. Nuril, also can not control himself who continues to remember Ustadz Salmanya when he was alone.
Drop by drop of clear crystal sometimes still accompany Nuril in each hand looking up to ask his heart willing to forget. And the regret that adds to the droplet the more swift is. Her tears were still wasted by crying over the human child.
Nuril should have realized that it would hurt this much if she split up. Because, Nuril had felt how he separated from someone who was considered to be like half of him. Even though he's a bitch. But, this is why it is so much more skait again. Because it involves the heart and the heart. A woman's heart, no longer the heart of a little girl like Mas Ai's.
The fragments of memories of Mas Ai were crammed into Nuril's mind and added to the tears that flowed in the eye patch that further caved the river splitting Nuril's white cheeks. And Nuril's decision to choose Perfect Boyfriend as a man who never disappoints him is considered appropriate. It was her Perfect Boyfriend who never got her hurt.
But, ahir ahir this compulsion of Perfect Boyfriend Nuril really makes himself a beard. Because Perfect Boyfriend Nuril who knows the duty of Nuril's service who wants to be passionate, forced him to meet with Mas Ainya. What else fitting Mas Ainya came for a second time to Jogja, making Nuril feel uncomfortable and lazy to lift a phone from Her Perfect Boyfriend.
Consideration for the sake of consideration Nuril had thought, and finally Nuril chose to accept his Perfect Boyfriend's proposal to meet with Mas Ainya. Provided the Perfect Girlfriend accepts the conditions proposed by Nuril. Namely, must approve the transfer of the Nuril service. And all now depends on Nuril's Perfect Boyfriend.
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Several letters have been prepared Nuril, just waiting for the signature of Perfect Girlfriend on the matrai. And today her perfect boyfriend Nuril will come to the Commander of the Nuril unit for approval as well as receiving some advice as a debriefing, before Nuril begins his service training for the next three months.
Nuril is also ready to prepare to listen to a long lecture from Perfect Boyfriend and Mama of course, if they know where Nuril will be assigned. And of course it will not be enough time for them to nag Nuril later. Ahh, but Nuril's ready for that. This was the final decision for him. If, his parents insist on telling him to immediately meet with Mas Anya.
Nuril's pride uniform clung snugly and slickly to Nuril's body, with a smile that did not recede from her lips. Nuril, welcomed the arrival of his parents to Polda along with his colleagues who also received official summons like him one month ago.
The smiles of the perfectly curved elders were full of pride as they one by one walked out of the sealed room. However, not for both of Nuril's parents. The smiles of the two were not as bright as the time they had come earlier. That smile seemed stiff to Nuril, although almost every step they approached Nuril always got a greeting and praise for the achievements of Nuril who joined in his ranks as the youngest Policewoman and a qualified talent.
And this is where Nuril is now. In a VIP hotel room, his parents sit him down without saying anything. Just kept staring at Nuril with a look of disbelief, that their daughter exchanged her freedom with the planned engagement.
"Papa didn't think you'd do something like this, Wi." Papa Nuril said softly, after they had been silent in silence for a while. Nuril did not dare to ask for her Papa, for Nuril's entire life had never seen her Papa's piercing gaze full of anger at him.
"Why go to Africa. If this is only for the road you avoid Mas Aimu. Better not do it." Papa Nuril.
"You deliberately didn't tell us in advance, to make it easier for your plan to escape again." Mama Nuril's.
Nuril was silent. Nuril wanted to say that Nuril actually accepted the task because he wanted to forget his heartbreak. However, Nuril's lips felt very faint just to open it.
"Didn't Papa ever say, if you have any other choice, please introduce it to us. It's not even your way. It hurt us too."
"Uwi, can not determine where Uwi should duty Pa. It's purely about business." Kilah Nurill's.
"Then go to your Ustadz Salman.?" Deg, that name is why Papa Nuril should mention. It makes a pain for Nuril, because the name is really not want Nuril mentioned again. Not because he hated her, but because he loved her so much that Nuril never dared to mention the name Ustadz Salmanannya.
"Who's Salman, Pa.?" Ask Mama Nuril by looking at the two in turn.
Nuril could only continue to duck. "Papa told people to spy on Uwi's eyes.?" Nuril said slowly.
"That's Papa needs to do. Because Papa thinks Papa..."
"Because Papa thinks Uwi is a child, and all should be under Papa's watch." Nuril.
"Till Papa's heart needs to take care of it too."
"Wi, we're just worried about you. So, what Papa did wasn't wrong either." Tears had already spread in Nuril's eyes. And before long the sobbing had also rhymed in a large room that only contained the three of them.
"Kak Nana was never treated like Uwi. Why does Uwi have to be this way, it has to be, and everything has to be under Papa's supervision.." Ari's eyes increasingly rapidly split Nuril's cheeks and made Mama Nuril switch seats next to Nuri then stroked Nuril's back gently. "Don't tell me Ustadz Salman's departure has something to do with Papa." Nuril said in a poignant tone.
"Papa doesn't know about it. Papa just told people to spy on you and find out who is close to you. The rest Papa never interfered."
"Actually who Ustadz Salman is. Salman Ali Rid.."
"It doesn't matter anymore, Ma. He's not gone Uwi said." Cut Papa Nuril.
"Yes, why did he leave."
"Because indeed he proved not the right one for our Uwi." Nuril's heart immediately heated up hearing her Papa's words.
"Because for the two of you it is only Mas Ai, and Mas Ai there is no third and fourth choice." Answer Nuril.
"No Papa ever said, tell your Uatadz Salman to come see Papa."
"For what, so that Papa can compare it with Papa's choice. Papa always forced that on Uwi. Give a reason to Uwi, what requires Uwi to accept this." After a long time and held her back, Nuril finally dared to ask what was the reason his parents forced this match.
Papa Nuril improved his way of sitting, then dehem slowly before finally telling the reason why musabab how the promise was swirling between the two friends. And Nuril could only exhale violently, knowing that he was also the one who caused all these problems.
"So. Can you get an apology from you now." Papa Nuril said in the end of the story. Nuril could not say anything, only his cheeks were really flushed to hold the shame, as well as holding a piece in his chest because Si Kampret Sarungan also had to be responsible for this problem.
And Nuril is sure, if his parents tell him about this first. So, Nuril will not cat kelingan again to run from this all then meet Si Sarungan Temple immediately so that she can be free from this ridiculous matchmaking. And it was possible that, if they had met before, Nuril would have had reason to prevent his Salman Ustadz from staying beside him.
"Uwi is willing to meet with Mas Ai. But, after Uwi finished from training." Nuril said slowly.
"That means before you go to Africa."
Mama Nuril. And only answered a nod of the head by Nuril.
Both of Nuril's parents smiled meaningfully. "Hopefully after meeting you will change your mind about your assessment of Mas Aimu, Wi." Papa Nuril.
"It depends on the attitude of the Sarungan Temple. Does he still suck like he used to." Nuril answered with a distant mind somewhere. But, for sure it's not about Mas Anya. The Ustadz Salman. But, it was all too late to do so if Nuril stepped up at this time.
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