Qibla Love A
Slowly Back
Aisya stared blankly at the window, the girl letting the orphanage child create by herself. Today Aisya decided to visit the home, after the last two days - she rarely met her foster children.
His busy life as a wife, and his steps can't be as free as they used to be - making Aisya have to be smart to manage time.
"Mom?"
Aisya remained in her position, the girl who will be 21 years old in a few months will not say. His gaze was fixed to the outside of the window, enjoying the expanse of trees lined up neatly in the hills.
"Mom, we're done,"
Aisya flinched, the girl chuckled as she looked at the annoyed face of her foster child. For daydreaming he did not hear their call.
"Yes, what's wrong? I'm sorry Mom Ais didn't hear that," said Aisya a little unpleasant.
But the smile of the Angel Lord Ranaspatih did not fade in the slightest. What's more when he saw the orphanage child sigh slowly, Aisya sure that he had daydreamed too long ago.
"Oh yes, how can you?"
Aisya immediately switched the conversation, The Lady Ranaspatih approached to grab some picture books that had been collected on the mat.
His sweet smile continued to be imprinted, when he saw some pictures of his foster children. Looks unique and once a child once, there are pictures of scenery, houses, even flowers.
"Tomorrow, Mom Ais wants to take you on the road as her reward. How, you agree?" aisya said so excitedly.
All the children cheered happily, even they all immediately hugged Aisya's body tightly.
"Thank you Mom Ais," said the ten boys in unison.
"Same, love you guys a lot," said Aisya so sincerely.
🌴🌴🌴
Arion wiped the sweat on his forehead. This afternoon he was still helping Mr. Nyoman and Aslam on the plantation.
Even without hesitation and awkward, Arion also lifted some coconuts that had just been picked by his employees. Arion mingled with them, without highlighting that he was the owner of the plantation where his employees made their living.
For some reason, ever since she married Aisya - her authoritarian, haughty, arrogant, perfectionist, and bossy attitude slowly faded.
Even as it is too much, Arion boldly loves a hearted girl An angel belonging to the Sharief family. Loving the Angel for who it is, Arion never acts hypocritical - by displaying a pompous and kind attitude in front of the Syarief Family.
Arion always behaves as he is, because that is what he is - for what is covered by something that does not come from the heart.
"Sir Arion better rest first, let us continue,"
Arion sighed softly, the baby blue shirt he wore was dated earlier. Featuring plain white t-shirts fitting body that has been wet because of sweat.
"I'll drink first sir,"
Mr. Nyoman and Mr. Aslam nodded, both of them staring in admiration at their superiors. Apart from Pramono, make Arion behave better. In the past, Arion was so easy to fire employees - just because of a small mistake.
But now, Arion was even willing to help them directly on the plantation.
Arion sat himself on a pile of coconuts, one hand reaching for a bottle of mineral water - which Mr. Aslam had prepared before.
Arion's two eyes scanned every corner of his plantation. The plantation which was already the property of his wife-Aisya. Somehow Arion gave up this plantation into their marriage dowry at that time. Even a few acres of rice fields, which Arion had just bought, went into the dowry list of the two of them.
His brain can't remember the promise Arion made, but his instincts and heart tell you you have a promise when you marry this girl, and your promise is-, uh,
"Sorry Mr. Arion,"
Arion's daydream broke, the one-pussed man turned his head after he had finished his mineral water.
"What's wrong?" tanyanya slow.
"There's someone who wants to meet this plantation owner,"
**BIDAFROM MR. RANASPATIH😘😘😘
DON'T FORGET LIKE VOTE COMMENTS GIFTS AND FAVORITES YES
SEE YOU NEXT PART MUUUUAACCH**
