Polwan Beautiful Vs Gus Sweet..

Polwan Beautiful Vs Gus Sweet..
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The sun is bristling in the western horizon, along with the mega that marches in groups like a lined island island separated by the ocean. The last summer sun in South Africa, also the last sun for Nuril, before tomorrow Nuril returned to Indonesia.


Nuril's beautiful eyes, constantly staring at the rays of infinity by a giant fireball behind the camp window that was left wide open. His eyes look agitated. His lips continued to commit kamit chanting verse by verse and refused to be cut off. The hand that looks usually it, is also no less agitated by continuing to squeeze small objects that are always in his guard.


Bracelet. The bracelet given by Mother God that continues to be turned around to provide a calm reason. Nuril does not know exactly the reason for continuing to keep the objects given by Mother Ikah. Until he almost died three months ago, Nuril kekeh kept the bracelet in his hands. In fact, Nuril had to get a burn on his palm, to keep the bracelet.


All of Nuril's colleagues seemed happy with the excitement of their service today. Likewise with Nuril, it's just that Nuril's feelings are a little sentimental ahir this. End of duty, it means having to return to Indonesia. Nuril wants to, Nuril wants to. But, Nuril wants to stay here. Not just a task that became his scapegoat, but to hide. Hiding from someone she loves.


Rejection for the extension of the task proposed by Nuril, made Nuril twist his brain violently. And the sighs of his deep breath seemed to be filled with tremendous pressure and pain. It is not that Nuril does not want to go back and let go of longing with all the people he loves, only that since the incident three months ago, Nuril often looks not confident just to look at his face in the mirror. Burn scars on Nuril's face, gnawing at his confident soul.


Not so obvious indeed, what else the wound will be covered in the hijab that Nuril wears. Because, the imprinted wound was extended on the cheek inside Nuril to Nuril's forehead and only looks a little if Nuril's hijab slightly tertibak. But, Nuril's feeling was not quite satisfied considering the last conversation with her Papa before releasing Nuril away.


Feeling inappropriate. That was what dominated Nuril's heart. The sense that Mas Ainya deserves to have the perfect in comparison with Nuril. Therefore, Nuril made millions of excuses to her Papa to cancel everything. Until the violent protests and wrath of his Papa, Nuril was ready to accept it, without giving any clarity as to why.


The sun had completely regained its dignity and slowly Nuril left the camp window feeling mixed into one. The night crept more and more covered with stars scattered. Nyayian, dance and laughter all become one package in front of a large bonfire in the middle of them all, as a celebration of a farewell party. Dna all seemed joyful with the hope they kept calling for.


For a moment Nuril participated in the party uforia in that title and full of joy with his colleagues. And the title as an exemplary warrior and the best Nuril also got, only that joy did not reach his heart.


Nuril, consciously right. Nothing is perfect, more eternal in this world. Even the life contained in the body, will also end when the stipulated rations are over.


The peak of the event has been berahir and everything gradually returned to each camp with a feeling of joy. Some continue to hum because they want to meet their children, wives, husbands, and parents. Some are seen spending time chatting with their mobile phones. No exception Nuril who also sent news to his parents.


Nuril looked unhappy, as her parents' phones did not respond. Indeed, both of his parents were angry with Nuril, because Nuril's bad decision to cancel his match with Mas Ainya. However, if later both of Nuril's parents see what is really the reason for Nuril, they will definitely not force again.


What Nuril did not feel tight when making a decision to reject the matchmaking, especially Nuril is well aware that Mas Ainya is Ustadz Salman, the only male name that Nuril ever gaungkan in his prayer. Lying, obviously Nuril had deceived his own heart for it. It's just that feeling of unworthiness is the reason for Nuril.


The clock on Nuril's wrist shows at 00.35 am South African time, and that means 05.35 WIB for Indonesia. And Nuril again scowled annoyed, because the love chat was absolutely no response from both his parents as well as his brother. And with a feeling of annoyance Nuril chose to relax himself by following the do'a as well as longing sentences for his loved ones.


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The welcoming ceremony at Mabes POLRI looks festive. Banners, bouquets, are also not less crowded with some of the contents of the event that has been prepared. Awarding, as well as the badge attached adds to the more festive event. Even Nuril also had the opportunity to come forward to receive a symbolic promotion badge from his superiors.


And Nuril's heartwarming became all the more. Because up to three days he was at Mabes POLRI his parents did not want to raise the call that Nuril made. Let alone raising Nuril's call, reading the chat that Nuril sent also did not. What makes Nuril even more upset is, Brother Nuril, the only defender of Nuril. Now also be on the second side of Nuril's parents, who also seiya sekata by not wanting to reply to Nuril's chat, even though it looks like the chat was read.


"Just get angry. But that doesn't mean I have to believe." Nuril protested on the Mobile Phone in his hand, while forcibly pulling his suitcase into the airport to return to his parents' home in Jogja, after following each welcoming procession at Mabes POLRI for three days.


Nuril plans to enjoy his weekly holiday in Jogja, before finally he again receives a letter of duty to transfer work in other regions of course. And Nuril is ready to accept the consequences, especially the long lecture that will be heard from his parents when Nuril presents the mandate of duty for the approval of his parents. And that's not far from Nuril's decision to cancel his match.


An hour and twenty minutes later, Nuril finally set his foot back with a knotty smile. And his nimble footwork came crammed together with several other passengers to get to his destination soon. Yes, Nuril did choose to use commercial aircraft, on the grounds that Nuril quickly arrived at his home, and did not need to follow the existing procedures.


The reason is also of course because, Nuril wants to look like a girl in general who is without a uniform. No, Nuril doesn't want to show her uniform her pride to her parents. It's just that, Nuril was too lazy in disdain and in fear of the lay people around him. Because for some ordinary people, the officers are scary.


If he says he wants to show off, obviously Nuril wants to show off. What else is the same, brother. Also at the same time showing the row of stars that have been obtained. But, for Nuril, it was not too important apart from being able to regroup with her family.


Riding in the taxi he intercepted, Nuril slammed his body in the passenger seat with a feeling of annoyance and guilt. Want to pretend like anything, Nuril still feels guilty. Although, his sense of urgency was much deeper, as he made the decision to cancel his match. And once in a while his hand groped on the wound on his face, which was the reason he lost confidence.


Half an hour passed, the taxi driven by Nuril walked ashore into the spacious courtyard of Nuril's parents' house which was wide open. And the taxi driver immediately took out Nuril's suitcase and put it on the terrace, then immediately left after receiving some money from Nuril.


Nuril looked inward at the door where both sides of the door were wide open to welcome his arrival, yet it looked as lonely as there was no life in it. And with a steady step Nuril immediately entered after his greeting no one answered him.


"Pa, Ma." Shouted Nuril while deepening his steps into the big rash. "A lot of cakes, cups of tea are still warm." Nuril muttered after arriving at the family room.


"Wi, isa ayu." Nuril's head immediately turned to the origin of her voice and smile instantly widened when she found her Grandpa and Grandma from Papa and Mama compactly stretching out her arms. Without a second thought Nuril freshly ran and landed her body in the warm embrace of all of them.


And his mood suddenly changed, when he found an unusually happy surprise from both parents, who is now smiling satisfied to see the tears as well as the smile of Nuril who became one as a form of describing the longing for his loved ones. Indeed, Nuril always denied it with speech. And in fact Nuril's parents understand very well with the word not spoken Nuril is the opposite. Therefore, Nuril's parents deliberately gave this surprise to Nuril. Although this is not a real surprise.


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Wow, not a real surprise yet. So, the main surprise is Papa Taufiq..🤭🤭🤭


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