Qibla Love A

It's Not What

"Drink down, let's calm down, please,"

Arion looked up, his two sharp eyes staring deeply at Aisya. While the hijab girl was just thinning her lips. After Pramono's departure from their residence, Arion was slightly silent.

I don't know what Arion is thinking right now. What is clear is that the man was one-pouled to the point of canceling his departure to the estate and chose to remain silent in the room.

His head was throbbing again, though not too badly. However, it can make Arion lose concentration.

"Sorry," the first word that Arion let out, after being silent for quite a while.

The long-haired man looked at Aisya, as if he was expecting forgiveness from his wife. While Aisya, the hijab girl sighed softly without letting out her smile.

Slowly Aisya sat herself down by Arion's side, after she placed a glass of water on the nightstand. The two glares of Aisya's soft eyes stared meaningfully at her husband. Boldly, Aisya grabbed one of Arion's hands and grasped it gently.

"Don't why apologize. Is Bang Rimba wrong with Ais?" aisya said softly.

The gazes of the two met, unknowingly Arion reached out his hand to touch his wife's ayu face. Perfectly beautiful face, which is legally and religiously rightful - even before God.

"I'm sorry Brother, for not being able to prevent Grandpa from saying inappropriate words to you. Sorry about Brother bel-,'

"Aisha is okay. Grandpa Bang Rimba was right, Ais is just a poor girl. What does ice have? there's no right," Aisya cut quickly Arion's speech.

The girl smiled fine, Aisya did not want to mind the spicy and piercing speech of the middle-aged man whom she had just recognized as her Grandfather-in-law.

"Ais doesn't have anything Bang. Everything that Ais has is just a deposit, everything will return to its eternal owner. So Brother do not worry about Ice, now Bang Rimba breakfast first yes - Grandma Imma has been waiting for us in the kitchen," continued Aisya.

The girl reached out her hand to Arion, and of course was welcomed by her husband.

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Shaka drove the bike quite fast. Today he intends to go to the chocolate plantation, check the workers who are harvesting.

The man in the black jacket looked so focused, without wanting to look towards the surroundings. But when Shaka got to a corner, his eyes narrowed, the speed of his motorbike seemed to slow down - when Shaka saw a car parked on the shoulder of the road.

It wasn't the car that made Shaka slow down the speed of his bike - it was the man who was opening the hood.

With a stupid face, Shaka passed through. Somehow Shaka even hoped that the owner of the red Brio car called his name enthusiastically.

But his expectations turned out to be incompatible with reality. When Shaka was already a few dozen meters away, the car owner did not call him - it even seemed to turn his head not.

Isn't that weird? though usually when he passed near the owner of the car - there will be a cry of anxiety and happy to call his name.

But now what?

Somehow a sense of dislike began to appear in Shaka's heart, as he was ignored. With annoyed Shaka back turned his bike in one turn, Shaka again approached with his upset face.

"Why not call? you're not blind, are you?" Shaka suddenly jerked, after he got off his bike - making the owner of the car that was breaking down was shocked half to death.

"Why silence? not mute, right?" scared again.

"Why is Bang Shaka back? someone fell down?" instead of answering Shaka's question, the car owner asked. The girl in blue toska dress chose to re-brain her favorite car engine.

Shaka stared dislikefully at the Girl. He really did not like it, when this ordinary girl teased and chased after him seemed indifferent to him.

What what's with her? it is not that Shaka should be grateful because he is no longer pestered by the Japanese devil.

FLOWERS SMALL VERY GOODBYE 😫😫

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