Qibla Love A

Targets of Many Men

Ice closed both eyes, feeling the gust of wind that hit his face. He is currently on a small hill, not far from the home. Ice deliberately to this place to invite children to play home while learning.

Taking an outdoor theme so that their teaching and learning activities are not bored, the breeze of the afternoon makes the pasmina made from soft chiffon used by Aisya fluttering. Plus the exposure of the afternoon sun, making a beautiful silhouette on his ayu face. The perfect face - just like the residents in the settlement where he lived always called Ais as the Angel of the Syarief family.

Because not only her face is beautiful - but so is her heart. Ais smiled faintly as her two ears continued to hear the voice she so longed for. Aisya knew that this was just a mirage, yet she so enjoyed every sound that whispered softly in the wind.

"Mom!"

The sound of Rizki's exclamation made both of Aisya's eyes open, the white girl turned her head as Rizki pulled the end of the shirt she was wearing. Both corners of Aisya's lips were pulled upwards, she would never dare to display a sad face on the orphanage's child. Because Aisya was sure that Rizki and the others would ask her a lot.

"Yes, are you bored?"

Aisya's eyes looked one by one at her foster children, not far from where stood the orphanage children were preparing to go home. The princess and the other girls had already tidied up the mat and the food that Ais brought earlier.

"Udah afternoon Mom," said Rizki in disbelief.

Aisya blinked at Rizki's words, the girl smiled clumsily as she glanced at the clock that was coiled around her wrist.

The time is at 15:15 p.m. How long had he closed his eyes while enjoying the wind and the longing whispers that were shackling him.

"Sorry, Mom, let's go home!" Aisya could not even say a word.

The girl heaved a sigh of relief when she saw Rizki nod obediently - not asking much. Because usually the boy will ask a lot if Aisya daydreaming or not focused.

Aisya stretched out both hands, as she saw the daughter and one 6-year-old daughter wanted to hold her. They walked casually down the hill, singing and joking. Even Aisya's laughter echoed when she saw Rizki slip. The boy was famous for being very active, Aisya and Alkan always stroked his chest when he saw how annoying Rizki was.

"Good afternoon Ice Deck,"

Aisya and the children of the orphanage stopped, when they saw a man blocking their path. While her foster children look worried, Aisya develops a faint smile at the man.

"Waalaikumsallam, Mas Jeffri," said Ais polite and friendly.

Although actually in Aisya's heart the deepest-wanted man who was one year older than her went away.

"Eh yes wrong-assalamualaikum prospective wife."

Aisya cleared her throat slowly, honestly if only there were currently no orphanage children. Aisya was already running as fast as possible - to avoid Jeffri as much as possible.

"Is there anything I can help you with, Mom?"

Aisya did not want to be stale anymore, she did not want to be stuck any longer with this handsome yet lucifer-hearted man. Jeffri is so good at playing heart to every girl, a few days ago Aisya even saw Jeffri bring Amelia-Pak Kades' son. Even their body gestures look like people are dating, hugging in a car with open glass.

Now Jeffri is acting like a single man and coming back to him.

"Nothing, I just want to see the Aisya Deck."

One corner of Aisya's eyes glanced at Rizki, the boy's face staring dislikely at Jeffri.

"Oh-I'm sorry Jeffri, we're hunting. Mother is waiting at home. Then we'll excuse us, Assalamaualaikum."

Aisya immediately dodged as best she could, quickly carrying Rizki and the other child away - away from Jeffri who was still staring deeply at Aisya's small back.

Not long after that little grin formed in one corner of the blond man.

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