Polwan Beautiful Vs Gus Sweet..

Happy Juwahirku Road.

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Adisucjipto Airport in the morning before noon is quite crowded, even the parking lot is also not quiet from the back and forth of the vehicle that continues to change. Large suitcases, small suitcases to bags, become a very lumprah sight at the sight of the eye. It was also what was seen in the eyes of others for Nuril. Only, what makes it different is the uniform that binds Nuril's body.

In the dress of the nation's pride uniform, Nuril looks different from Nuril who last night. Even Nuril's attitude this afternoon did not reflect at all that Nuril was a spoiled child. Added to the blue beret perched on his head makes Nuril look more fierce again.

The face without Nuril's sparkling makeup, immediately dimmed with the approaching group that was met last night by Nuril at a Hotel. What's more when Nuril's clear eyes catch the heart maker Nuril upset, Nuril increasingly feels uncomfortable in his place. Of course it was because of the gaze placed on Nuril by Gus Ali.

Plain black t-shirt combined with a typical Madurese woven sarong worn by Gus Ali, makes Gus Ali look more stunning if Nuril does not choose to throw his gaze quickly.

Nuril's ambiguous face turned blustery as Mother Ikah praised Nuril's new appearance this time seen by Mother Ikah wearing her uniform. What else when Mother Ikah continues to praise her as Ipda Nuril who admired Ustadz Salman. Nuril blushed even more without being able to say anything. And Nuril can only look down while listening to the talk of the parents.

"Be careful there, Ju." Said Mother Ikah slowly while touching the cheeks blushing Nuril. The soft and warm hands spread to the heart of Nuril which was warmed by the attitude of Mother Ikah.

"Enggeh, Mother. Pandongane." Nuril answered, raising her face. And accidentally Nuril's eyes were in a row with the shady netra Gus Ali who was also staring at Nuril. The thin smile reviewed by Gus Ali made Nuril again bow his head.

All the awkwardness felt by Nuril immediately turned a relief when the sound of an announcement that the plane that will take Nuril and his family to Jakarta will be flown, he said, and it signaled that Nuril and his family had to get on the plane immediately.

"It's in good care huh, Ju." Mother Ikah said while raising Nuril's left hand and wearing a bracelet made of black rope, and there is gold in the middle of which is in the form of love a number of three.

For a moment Nuril was still amazed by the bracelet that was being pinned by Mother Ikah, she said, until Nuril realized that in browsing the task this time Nuril could not wear goods that were not properly needed to support his task.

"But, Nda. Juju can't use stuff like this there." Nuril said without taking her eyes off the slick circular bracelet in her hand.

"No need to wear it, just keep it. That origin is with you. Someone will be calm." Answer Mother with a smile that is growing.

Either because of being too amazed or too focused on the bracelet in his hand, until Nuril did not respond to the intention of Mother Ikah's last words, which were very important, and just muttering thank you then let Mother Ikah again reach the Nuril tubub in her decapitation.

After all the farewells, Nuril's turn came face to face with Gus Ali and there were not many words that came out of the two, just a good-bye as usual exactly as Ustadz Salman said to Nuril a few months ago. That, made something pinch Nuril's heart.

The big step Nuril tried to take, so that something that stuck in his chest was immediately replaced with a run of Nuril from his place. And all immediately replaced with all the tasks and do not have to worry about the affairs of the heart anymore. Because, obviously when it gets there there will be no struggle to think about the heart. Everyone will get used to the passage of time. Or it will even grow other flavors in the narrow recesses of the heart. And it's called Missing.

Gus Ali and his family continued to look at Nuril's departure along with Papa and Mama until it disappeared behind the glass door and left a silhouette that was getting smaller and then really invisible again from the outside the reach of their eyes.

"Mas, come on." Said Mother Ikah while touching the shoulder of her favorite son.

Gus Ali turned to his mother with a smile not as bright as earlier. "That's it, Nda."

"Samples have the right to prevent it if they don't want to be left behind." Said Mother again.

"Love will not be selfish, Nda. It was all for the sake of the noble mind that had been in his dream since long before Ali came. Ali won't be a hindrance and prevent what he wants." Gus Ali answered while embracing his mother's shoulder.

"Take it off in danger and don't explain anything about the two of you."

"Not all truth will be well conveyed if the time is not right. Ali just didn't want Juju to think too much there. Just focus on the task, and it'll all work out there." Gus Ali answered wisely. Obviously, Gus Ali did to calm the heart of his mother who was actually worried about the departure of Nuril.

The heart of who will not worry when the nearest person goes to run the task in a country that is in conflict. Even Gus Ali was worried about it. It's just that Gus Ali is trying to be very calm so that everything seems fine.

"That year won't be long, Nda. After that, everything will be as you want." The Gus Ali.

"It's not just a Mother's wish, Mas. But, Mommy asks that also be a wish until." Answer Mother Ikah.

"Of course, of course. All thanks do'a Abi and Mommy." Gus Ali said by grabbing Mother Ikah's hand and kissing her repeatedly.

Mother Ikah smiled warmly with the attitude of Gus Ali. "Mas, Abi is concerned about being there." Immediately Mother Ikah pulled her hand from the gang of Gus Ali and pointed towards Abi Farid who was watching the two by shaking his head.

"Abi likes the same kind of spray, Ali." Said Gus Ali then deliberately actually closer his body towards Mother Ikah while eroding the distance with Abi Farid.

Gus Ali stood in the large glass window of the plane waiting room that would take them back to the Land of Blambangan. His eyes under the black glasses were not at all diverted from the plane that was about to take off in the middle of the field, and with a distant look ahead, his mind also wandered far into time.

"A year won't be long. Goodbye my Juwahir. I'll wait for you to come back and meet with an increasingly passionate feeling of love in the middle of the longing space that divides us." Reveal Gus Ali in the heart when the plane that was noticed from earlier was completely airborne leaving a trail of dust flying.

While Nuril who was sitting in the toilet cabin just kept looking at the small glass that showed the wings of the plane that was splitting the clouds in a cluster. His mind was fixed on the flat face of Gus Ali who did not use the word for him at all, until Nuril thought that his departure would not mean anything to Gus Ali.

"Why not ask, what reason would make me dare to go far. And neither did he say that he would wait for my return." Nuril's noisy heart in the face of the deep breath that he took many times.

Fly everything through the do'a and sooner or later everything will find its way. Like the taste of Nuril that reached the path, but Nuril still did not feel satisfied. Because there is no road that goes through. Nuril only wants to be fought as Nuril by Ustadz Salman. It was not Juju who agreed to his match with Mas Anya. Until Mas Ainya easily took his heart from Uatadz Salman. Even if it's the same guy.

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Departure to Africa Ipda Nuril. Be careful there, Ippa Nuril, I really hope that until good. If, something happens to the side, it is clear that Mother will be in the demo..🤣🤣🤣

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