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"Was it from earlier beb?" Tanya Khansa who just sat down with Ramadhan.
"Assalamualaikum Fitria, Boby." Sapa Ramadhan is friendly.
"Wa'alaikumsalam," replied Fitria and Boby together.
"The wound has not healed, it has been made to go. Just be careful if the infection is later." Boby began to shine with an attitude of Ramadan that seemed to take his wounds lightly.
Meanwhile, Ramadan is silent.
"Sorry, this is all because I'm starving. So I had to eat out."
Ramadhan and Fitria were surprised a Khansa apologized.
"Ga need to apologize, baby, I've been kind of better. It is precisely my situation worsens if I see the person I love long withstanding his hunger. My responsibility is to support the inner birth of caring and caring until the end of time right."
Hem, a loved one instantly broke into the heart into the spleen into all the internal organs of this wild husband of mine. Batin Khansa grumbled.
Wild means here are liars.
"Uwuh-uwuh so sweet the two of you. I also don't want to lose sweet dong to you guys. The fruit of the cherry fruit,"
"Makeup!" Boby.
"Mas Boby is handsome, only Fitria dong has, Hehehehe."
Boby just blushed embarrassed by his girlfriend's seduction.
"Fitria who have how, sleep you are too slanted deh beb. Boby who has God and his parents, you are not necessarily the same Boby.
Who married for many years can divorce especially those who are just dating." Khansa chimed in with fiery remarks.
"Yes, I just want sweet-sweet. I must have learned from your experience." A moment later, Fitria closed her mouth. He was speechless, Fitria forgot that he was with Ramadan there.
Khansa could only lower her gaze when her best friend could not put the brakes on her speech.
Ramadhan looked at Khansa full of questions, but also full of his affection.
"Don't be too rested and hopeful with God's fellow creation, because it will inevitably lead to disappointment. Trusting and hoping in Allah, God willing, Allah will never disappoint his servant.
God always gives us what we need, what is best for us. Because sometimes what we really want is not good for us."
Then their conversation was interrupted by the arrival of the waiter who brought their respective orders.
There was no more talk after that, the four of them enjoyed the meal in silence.
Khansa really likes this rice field edge duck menu. Evidently all the dishes he ordered were left unnoticed.
"Want me to order some more for dinner tonight? Reza and Aisyah would love it too if we bring this food." Ramadhan tries to get a little closer to his stubborn wife.
"Hm-can brother, Bude and Pakde too yes. This is my ATM card." Khansa offered her atm card to pay for the food they ordered.
"You should not underestimate your husband Khansa, if he wants maybe this restaurant can also be bought now," Boby added to the strange situation after Fitria earlier.
"Don't listen to Boby baby, he's just kidding. I'm not that rich. Wealth belongs to God alone. Bob let's have a message at the cashier table together, I'm going to the toilet too." Pinta Ramadan.
Boby who knows his mistakes just follow and follow Ramadan.
"Lad?" Fitria knew something was wrong when she was in the hospital.
"Hm-" replied Khansa briefly while playing her phone.
"You're better, right now? I mean your trauma, and you're not asking for a divorce?" Fitria could not deny her curiosity.
Khansa looked at her best friend for a moment, then looked at her phone again.
"I'm going to the toilet for a while Fit, you just wait here, yeah,"
Without looking left, Khansa walked straight from her dining table and,
BRUGH!
"Auuu," Khansa's head hit the logo pin on the suit the man was wearing.
Khansa's forehead was bleeding, because the pin was sharp enough for the impact size.
"That's why if you look at li-hat" the man choked when he saw the woman he had just hit.
While Khansa held her forehead the longer it felt more and more painful.
"Ma-af," Khansa's voice was also choked when she saw the man she had just hit.
The man immediately thrust out his handkerchief.
"Smoke first, your forehead is bleeding." Said the ice-cold man.
Khansa also only saw when her hand had turned red after touching her forehead.
"Dear almaghfirullah, your forehead is hurt. Let's go to the hospital now. Bob, please take care if his father has any losses because of my wife. I'll take my wife to treat her forehead."
"Alright, be careful."
The cold man could only fall silent as he looked at the woman's back passing away, lost with her husband.
"What do I need to change?" Boby's question broke the ice cube guy's daydream.
"No need." The man replied coldly and left, followed by a few people behind him.
The surprised Fitria could also only be silent in the chair she was sitting in while holding her chest.
o Allah, what trials will you give to my friend, Rob. Please protect my best friend Rob's household.
"Darling, are you okay?"
"Well, yeah, I'm okay. We're going to the clinic yeah, I'm going to replace Khansa's schedule today."
"All right, I'll drop you off now." Boby answered without suspicion.
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"Is it still painful?" Ask Ramadan when covering his wife's body.
"Not to overdo it, my forehead just scratched. Not a battlefield wound like Ramadan's sister." Khansa jutek.
Ramadan can only smile knots, "Alright, we rest together. So that Ashar time comes later we have to wake up and pray together." No answer from his wife, Ramadhan also decided to rest his body beside his wife.
Khansa's eyes were closed, but her heart and mind wandered everywhere.
Why I've always been the subject of chaos in this family.
The family that only left me and my sister Aisyah.
And now my husband and I have always made the new household count days and months always chaotic.
Abah, Ummi if you two still exist
*Surely you can advise and provide solutions to what is happening and always befall me
Do I deserve to be happy?
Hilal, why is he showing up again in my life now
What you have planned in my life, God.
I tried to forgive my husband's lies and tried to accept his presence as my husband
You reunited me with someone who had lied to me in my past.
If I had to learn what to learn from this incident?
Who should I ask?
There is no way if I ask Aisyah.
I'm a big brother, and I asked a sister. Isn't that not funny*?
As Khansa was occupied with her raging thoughts, Ramadan's hand slowly stroked Khansa's head.
His hand also accented Khansa's eyebrows.
Khansa's lips to her chin.
Khansa must have been acting quietly. Although in fact she was very eager to deny the tacit touches of her husband.
"My wife, may Allah give you tenderness. May God show you that my love is truly deep for you. I will make amends for all my mistakes with the rest of my life to you, Khansa, my dear. And may Abi and Umi come later, you already love me with all your heart. Amiene,"
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Good people have bad pasts
Bad people have a good past too
Black will not always remain black
And not always white is white
We won't be able to
and you can never judge and hate someone.
Look back at ourselves
When we want a good soul mate.
Are we on good people?
If we always demand perfection in a partner without wanting to see ourselves.
Believe me, we'll never get it.
Couples will proceed to good if we also process towards there.
Without effort, there will be no results.
Without intention, there will be no execution.
"The best is not he who comes with all his advantages, but the best is he who never leaves because of all our shortcomings,"
"And sometimes the perfect is not always happy, but if you can accept the shortcomings as advantages, it is the perfection that actually exists."
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