Polwan Beautiful Vs Gus Sweet..

What a sweet medicine.

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"I'm willing to be your slave. A slave is lawful to you. The child who will always be loyal to you. A slave who would never want anything for myself, except your smile of happiness. I am willing to be your slave by Allah's permission, and because Allah also made you my lover." Because of the sweet sentence sent by Gus Ali in the middle of the night yesterday, in the morning blind Nuril was already as comfortable as an unclear smile.

Even it lasted until the afternoon before night, although after Gus Ali no longer sent him chat. Have not eaten yet, again. Or any other word of concern. However, Nuril still felt her chest burst out happily, like millions of flowers blooming in her chest.

Countless times Nuril had read the seduction sentence written for him, or maybe even hundreds of times. And no matter how many times Nuril read it, every time it was his chest just kept pounding violently. Ahh, it turns out it will be this sweet in gombalin with love, and in the care of her marwah as a woman.

Until three days passed, the sentence did not increase at all. But, Nuril never thought at all to reply, although deep in the heart Nuril wanted to crochet each other words with his soul grip. Nuril just doesn't want to rush. Because, it will definitely be a lot of time after this to be together. The sender was never active again after that night.

The fog that came back this afternoon along with a slightly blackened cloud, reported that it might rain again. Nuril hastily collected the corn from Mbah Kakungya yesterday morning. Together with Mbah Ibuknya and several people who helped at the residence of Si Mbah, Nuril shoulder to shoulder to set aside Corn to the storage warehouse.

Nuril's agility and physical strength, made the people who helped his Mbah astonished, even some who reprimanded him brightly. Masya'Allah, his grandson Mbah Asoh is very strong. And a lot of other words that are only responded to a smile knot by Nuril.

Nuril had just put a bag of Corn into the storage shed, and the crystal tub sweat drops racing a row of wetting the brown veil she wore.

"Pill order is so quiet in front. Everyone is here." Nuril immediately turned her head to the origin of the voice, and carved out her smile as soon as she found her second cousin walking in the lead of her daughter.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Sapa Mas Naufal's.

"Wa'alaikumussalam." Answer everything.

"Come on, come on here." Said Mbah Ibuk Nuril while walking towards Gazebo where usually people who help break.

"Enggeh, Mbah Asoh." Answer Mas Naufal. "How come I told you to help lift Maize Mbah." Aware of his words that will ignite Nuril's irritation, Mas Naufal deliberately chose a place a little far from Nuril.

"Ning-Nong." Reply Nuril with a flat expression. "Beautiful, it's the same Aunty." Nuril continued while extending his hand towards the little Princess Mas Nuafal.

"Pale." He held his hand against his father's arm as soon as Nuril greeted Princess Mas Naufal.

"Wangsul Kok. (When I'm home.) Mbah Asoh has not yet said to eat the fish Mbah Asoh." Mbah Ibuk Nuril. "Lha her mother where tho, Fik. How come you come once you come just the same Mayang."

"Dek Fiza, is replacing Mother Ikah, Mbah. That should be Juju's job." Mas Naufal smiled towards Nuril who was linking his eyebrows towards Mas Naufal.

Mbah Ibuk Nuril did not say anything, only a sigh was heard in his old blind gaze bethitubruk with Nuril's eyes. And seeing that, Nuril felt bad on her own.

"Fiza, what time is it.?" Nuril switched the conversation to dilute the atmosphere that arrived awkwardly.

"It seems a bit late, because Mother is in the Hospital." Mas Naufal answered as if giving a code to Nuril. However, Nuril did not know what code was given to him.

"Sia.."

"Who's sick.?" Tanya Mbah Ibuk Nuril, and Nuril lost quickly with him.

Mas Naufal did not immediately answer, but looked at Nuril with questioners. And Nuril was confused by Mas Naufal's gaze as if asking Nuril. Nuril shrugged her shoulders softly in response to her ignorance.

"The one who is sick is Mbah Asoh."

"What..!" Nuril's startled voice accompanied by a worried look was so clearly seen in Mas Nuafal's eyes. And it managed to make Mas Naufal smile that somehow must be interpreted like what.

"It's been three days, Ali's in the hospital. Mother also continues to be there." Said Mas Naufal again.

"Lha, how about tho, Wi." Mbah Ibuk Nuril also looks worried. "Come, hurry and accompany your husband at the Hospital." A small blow to Nuril's shoulder made Nuril wake up with a strange thought about the state of Gus Ali.

Without speaking Nuril immediately got up from his seat, and was already willing to walk away from his place. However, soon it was realized that Nuril did not know where Gus Ali was treated.

"Which Hospital is it.?" Ask Nuril heart.

"City General Hospital." Mas Naufal replied with a mysterious smile. "VIP room."

Nuril hurried to leave his place and faintly Nuril heard his Mbah Ibuk ask about the situation of Gus Ali. But, I had not heard Mas Naufal's answer at all, because Nuril was too busy with his thoughts.

Fifteen minutes passed, Nuril was neat and rushed to find the whereabouts of Mbah Ibuknya and Mas Naufal. However, only met his mother Mbah. According to Mbah Ibuknya Mas Naufal immediately went home once Nuril left them.

Armed with his Papa's metic butut motor, Nuril drove his gas pedal mercilessly. And clearly seen on his face a sense of impatience to get to where he was headed. All fear of anything disappeared from his mind. Because, his entire mind was filled with the helpless shadow of Gus Ali, or the pain he felt.

The drizzling drizzle that was getting bigger, also not at all Nuril ignored, until Nuril found a large and magnificent building in front of him with a wet situation.

Waving a wet robe, Nuril stepped inside the Hospital after first asking where the room he was looking for was to the Receptionist. And Nuril's chest was so unwilling to be silent, as Nuril stood in front of the door of the hospital room that was closed tightly.

"Square." The sound of the open door. And make the person inside her herd a gaze towards the door. "Assalamu'alaikum's chat.." Lirih Nuril's.

"Wa'alaikumussalam." Answer Mother Ikah and immediately welcome the arrival of Nuril. "Masya'Allah, get wet like this." Say Mother again.

Nuril did not answer just a smile that looks more grimacing. What else when his eyes collide with the net of someone who is sitting in his ward.

"Yes Allah. How much rain like this. Later if you change sick how." Say Mother Ikah. "Change clothes first."

"But, Nda. I don't bring clothes." Lirih Nuril's.

Mother smiled knot. "Wear Mother's clothes."

"Ehh," Nuril felt bad.

"It's okay. Let's hurry." Mother Ikah said while holding Nuril to the bathroom where Nuril's every move was never separated from Gus Ali's gaze.

Black abaya belongs to Bunda Ikah, it is rather great in the body of Nuril. But, the length of which is only limited to Nuril's ankle, making Nuril wrong behavior. What else when Nuril came out of the bathroom did not find Mother Ikah there, making Nuril more awkward.

Conscious of Gus Ali's gaze, Nuril lowered his gaze even more and chose to walk towards the sofa. "Mom out for a while buying a warm drink." Gus Ali said in a normal tone, not weak as if he was sick.

Nuril raised her head slowly, and again her eyes were against the shady netra of Gus Ali. "Can you please.?" Gus Ali said back.

"What.?" Nuril stood up from where she sat.

Seeing Nuril who was still standing in his place Gus Ali spoke again. "I'm going to take some medicine."

Nuril circulated his gaze throughout the room, and found the pill granules that were on the nightstand not far from Gus Ali's bed.

"Only yellow is it." Said Gus Ali, as soon as Nuril was focused on reading the writing contained in the pill pack.

Two yellow pills, Nuril goosecukan towards Gus Ali. "Where do you think I'm sick.?" Gus Ali.

"Ficily." Answer Nuril slowly. "Why don't you call me if you get sick." Nuril.

"You're worried, yeah." There was a seductive tone from Gus Ali's voice and it made Nuril dare to raise his head even if only for a moment. And, even if it's just for a moment. But, successfully made Nuril's chest a thumbs up and her face reddened. Because, the smile of Gus Ali who was right in front of Nuril's face with such a close distance.

"Don't worry, I'll be home." The follow-up sentence from Gus Ali made Nuril jerked and aware of one thing, the infusion that had been released from the hands of Gus Ali. "And I'll get better, if you come home."

Nuril was unable to say anything, other than just continuing to look down embarrassed. It was love that made Nuril lose her rational mind, and suddenly become a fool. And just lumprah, because whoever it is when it is in love, it will make no sense. Even Nuril.

Love is not a shame. Especially in love, with the already memorized. So glorify and sacred it, is an obligation to a legitimate spouse, and it is a way of worship that is also beautiful.

Nuril froze even more, as his hand holding the pill was grabbed by Gus Ali. And slowly the land, Gus Ali led Nuril's hand to bribe to Gus Ali's lips. And warm lips Gus Ali left in the fingers Nuril, because Gus Ali was deliberately left a trace there that managed to make Nuril's chest blasting millions of flowers, because Gus Ali was deliberately left there, especially the words stranded by Gus Ali afterwards.

"Some people in the test can only love, without being able to marry. And my luck, is to love, to love, to marry her. Love is still a word, until someone comes to give meaning. The meaning will mean someone beside us to be guarded until the end of all relationships in this world, then back together in eternity in his Jannah."

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