Prince Cinta Beda Religious

Reportedly!!

Along the way, Isma just quietly listened to music that was deliberately stell hard by him.

Drriyit…

His phone rang, there was a call from Teh Fitri. And Isma answered immediately.

"Mrc. . .I'm on the way to Jakarta." Excited speech.

"Only?"

"Yes. Oh yeah, where's Arsyid?"

"Follow your mas. He doesn't want to go with you."

"Well, you're working?"

"Yes. Arsyid went to the office. Almost every day."

"Didn't it bother you, mas?"

"Said no. Arsyid has always enjoyed playing with your fellow coworkers. So, no trouble at all, he said."

"Steet in the hospital?"

"Yes deck, since transferred to the Hospital Soul, work every day. And every day Teteh also interacts with patients who are disturbed psychically."

"The lady's extraordinary. Arya can recover from her trauma, what else is the patient." Praise Isma.

"But Teteh still can't cure Abi, deck." Sad speech.

"It's okay, Tea. What is important now abi suda sagat rarely discuss the matter. Abi is no longer as possessive as he once was. Now Abi allowed Isma to be friends with non-Muslims, to make tea."

"Yes the deck, but still. You worry about your happiness."

"Frighteous happiness? What does this have to do with my recovery, Tea. After all, I am sure that God prepares a soul mate who is as faithful as he is. Adek sure of that."

"Yes, you know. . . But what if a mate is a mua…"

Fitri did not continue his remarks. He did not want to break his promise to Isma to no longer ask or discuss about Prince.

"May. . . What, Teteh??" Ask Isma curious.

"Ah no, Teth yawning, sleepy." His kill.

"Yes, if that's the case, Teteh sleep just a clash." Advice Isma.

"You know, but you can't, just work. Eeh deck, a stretch of washing your face first. Don't close it yet. You still want to talk."

"Yes a little bit."

Isma still continues to drive at moderate speed. And Fitri had already run towards the toilet. His HP was placed on his desk.

As long as Fitri was in the bathroom, two other beautiful doctors entered her study.

"Mr Fitri. . ." Call 'em.

"Where is he?" Ask the Doctor 1.

"Maybe Toilet. His HP is on the table." Said Doctor 2.

They also chose to sit on the sofa right in front of the Fitri desk, while waiting.

"Eh, I went to Bogor yesterday. A vacation with my sister." Doctor 1 started to tell stories.

"Well, that must be exciting. Invite me to dong sometime." Doctor's Law 2.

"Yes, if we have time off together. But, gini. I want to tell you about the owner. . ."

"hey are. The handsome CEO. . ." Excited screams.

Without them knowing, Isma heard the conversation through HP Fitri which is still connected.

And what happened, Isma aggravated the speed of his car. I heard wonderland. Isma added the volume of calls to make it clear the two doctors were talking.

"You mean the Prince??" Ask the doctor 2.

"Yes, who else."

"Loh, isn't he in Korea?"

"Indeed, since the divorce she has moved to Korea."

Hearing the word divorce, makes Isma more curious. He also pulled his car over. Turn off the engine, and focus on hearing the two doctors talk.

"Who said they were divorced?" Ask the doctor 2.

"Loh, you missed the news. After the baby in his wife's birth was born. Prince immediately divorced her and she moved to Korea."

Isma was still listening. 'They're divorced?' His inner.

"And his ex-wife was married again to the father of his son." It is long at length.

"So right, the woman was pregnant from another man. Kasian Prince." Sad talk.

"If Prince would just look at me for a second. I'll fight to marry her." Said Doctor 1 full.

"Dream times. You want to marry a man of different faiths." Doctor's ejek 2.

"Eh frivolous. You don't know, Prince's converting now."

"Book?"

"hey are. Kamaren I accidentally saw him praying at a mosque near the hotel. I'm handsome, rich, sholeh again. . ." Praise Doctor 1 while making an expression full of hope and excitement.

"Whenever Prince wants to be with you. . ."

They ended up ridiculing each other and then laughing together. And that's when Fitri came back from the toilet.

"You have waited a long time? Sorry, I'm so sleepy. So wash your face first." Fitri.

The two doctors simply nodded while smiling in embarrassment. Meanwhile, Fitri took his HP again.

"Sir, sorry about the last few days?"

"Ta.kk a.pa kok Tea." He stutters a little.

Isma continued on her way. For some reason, hearing the news of Prince made his heart uncertain. There was a strange feeling that could not be explained.

'Oh Allah why else is this my heart. . . O heart be calm.' Inner Isma.

"Dec, it seems like we'll talk later, yeah. You have to get back to work."

"Yes, Tea. Working spirit. See you in Jakarta."

Isma ended their conversation. And his heart is still uncertain. Isma increased the speed of the car, and then something even stranger happened. A clear thread dripped from his eye patch.

"It's tears why netes, anyway. O God, calm my heart." Said Isma while wiping away her increasingly heavy tears.

The mta water even blocked his eyes from looking at the road ahead.

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