Ramadhan Imamku (Accomplishing the Love of Allah)
Who Him?
Happy re-show, happy-tu
"Where do I want to go?" Hafiz asked so coldly and kept looking straight ahead behind his wheel.
Fitria still remains silent, she looks still in shock to experience this. Intention to defend someone, but he actually fell and hit the stairs. On the sharp thorns, maybe it was enough figurative words to describe the state of his heart.
Seeing Fitria daydreaming and kept silent, Yuta decided, "Close to my house first time yes Hafiz, let Fitri change clothes first wear my clothes. Not nice to see aunt Sera, later must arise strange questions from her."
Hafiz nodded and drove the Fitria car at moderate speed.
"After 100 meters, turn right to go to Yuta's house because if you turn left towards the former house, hahahahaha." Yuta gave Hafiz the direction of the road with a joke but ended up in a spray.
"Ga's funny!" Tymphal Phitria brief.
"I'll talk to Hafiz again, you pretend you can't be. Well that's Fiz's big brown fence is Boby xixixixi's house."
At first glance Hafiz glanced at him, but his gaze refocused on the road ahead of him.
Finally, they arrived at Azka's house. Greeted by the security guard who always faithfully keep.
"Assalamualaikum, Wa'alaikumsalam. Funny, you know, if the house is empty like this, greetings themselves answered." Yuta did not stop chattering, but Fitria remained unmoved.
"It's beb, I'm sure my clothes fit on you, our bodies aren't much different right?"
Fitria still remained silent, only snatching a 3/4 arm peach-colored dress suit that Yuta gave her, looking to match her yellow skin color Langsat leaning white.
"Dude,"
"Yes Yuta,"
"Fitria is a gallon, a lifetime. I just saw him in there, you know for yourself, right, that he's the rameest guy?"
Drrt, drrt! Yuta's phone sings sign phone in.
π Assalamualaikum Azka's,
πWa'alaikumsalam, where are you?
πAt home, the same Fitria and Hafiz, just aja nyampe.
π Ramadhan will go to Jakarta with his sister later tonight, can you take care of Khansa first until tomorrow morning? If the guarding brother is afraid there is slander, while Aisyah must guard the cottage and house as well, mace people there.
πCertainly can dong, continue Naura how? It's not good to be in a hospital for Naura's age.
πNaura is at home, you came here first but.
πOki doki deh, I take a shower first brother. Just cus there, the same take the Hilal car that I live in minimarket already there is half a month more than one day hehehe.
πCrazy lo Yut, if that car is missing how?
πYa just check the same Cctv reported by the police, very complicated.
πHaduuuh, yes it is up, chuck yes. Don't be long, ni Naura has been sleepy, stuck still same Khansa already rich envelope same stamps. Kasian Khansa can't rest. Assalamualaikum
πWa'alaikumsalam my handsome brother but ga lak-laku, hehehehe. Tut.tut..
"What's Yuta? Khansa's fine, right?"
Hafiz asked curiously, not hearing fully what Azka had said.
"Well, kok-kak Ramadhan he said he wanted to go to Jakarta, so tonight I'm going to the hospital." Yuta clear.
"Yuta, man,"
"Hm-buju buneng is very beautiful, sohib I wear my dress. That expensive dress, help you with my shirt, hehehehe."
"Gue wants to eat compote." The words that Yuta never thought of were spoken from Fitria.
"Woi maemunah, Lu cravings what the hell? Yes, this time it has not been fasting, surely there is no selling compote. Unless you make it yourself.
Do you want sandals? Hehehehe is - you are fit, I want to take a shower, go to the hospital nemenin Khansa. Ramadhan is going to Jakarta tonight. So if you want to eat kolak, yes sorry yes Hafiz please help pregnant women this one look for kolak. Well no debate, I'm gonna take a shower, there you guys go - seriously I'm upset about this."
Fitria looked at Hafiz for a second, then she looked down again. Fitria knows she's in a position that can't force anyone.
"Let's find it, later if it's not your name we make it ourselves." Hafiz said as he passed towards the terrace, and entered a car owned by Fitria. Like a cat, Fitria tailed behind Hafiz.
"This is a restaurant that has a menu of Kolak, but quite far from here. Do you really want a compote?" Tanya Hafiz tried to make sure again.
Fitria just nodded and did not make a sound.
In the afternoon, the weather was so clear. Even the sky looks so clean, there is no visible cloud covering the sky.
Hafiz drove past the city park, feeling Dejavu with Khansa first. Because the road in the city park is one way. Forced Hafiz to go with the flow to turn back.
"Stop! Just get down here 'cause I want some ice cream." Cut a little bit of Fitria made Hafiz surprised and immediately pulled the car over.
"Remiss her, don't you think? Did it change again?" Hafiz's patient stock is being tested apparently.
"Yes, I don't want to run. I want that tung-tung ice cream, put some bread on." Pinta Fitria still with her jutek face.
"Well princess, but sit in the dining park yeah, your car's dirty later if we eat here."
"Yes" The answer is so short. In accordance with article 1 women if they are badmood.
Article 1 women are always right, article 2 if if women are wrong then return to article 1 & 2.
"Bang, please ice cream tung-tung two yes, use a sense of happiness ya bang. Let the people who eat come happy." Hafiz's order was complete, while Phitria's lips were bitter. Feeling that he is a satire on the topic of conversation.
"Monggo, the princess of es tung-tung, with all her sense of happiness, is ready for the princess."
"Thank you,"
"According to research ice cream can act as a mood booster because it contains Thrombonin. The content of thrombonin is a happiness hormone and helps in reducing stress levels in the body. I hope you feel better after this."
It did not take long apparently, the tung-tung ice cream layered with bread has now been toilet.
"You want to add more?" Hafiz patiently followed the game that Fitria wanted.
"I'm sorry," When the word came from Fitria's lips, Hafiz turned to her.
"I'm sorry for what, you didn't do anything wrong. "Love only those you love. It could be that the person you love one day should you hate. And hate the person you just hate, it could be one day he becomes the person you have to love.β [SV. At-Tirmidhi no.1997 and Ash-Shaikh Al-Albani in Shahih Al-Jamiβ no. 178]
So I can understand what you're feeling right now, but I hope not to overdo it."
"Thank you for all your advice, and I'm sorry that I always bother you. Lucky to know you. If not now I'm lonely and trying to kill myself again for the umpteenth time."
"I hope it never happens again."
"Amiin," Seulas a smile had started to appear from Fitria's lips.
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Sing kasa ngetel yeh peningalan
Buy nyingakin adi, ring sirep
Mesaput white yellow ragan adi ne sirep
Medaye amone tuwuh adi
Tau to buy ngeling, tau to buy sick
Dini dibabah adi ragan buy sigsigan
Yen dadi jani buy nyilurang
Depang suba ragan buy ne die
Than buying a pedidi life
Perdition without obedient tekening die
Je mejalan melahang je bawahang
You guys bought digumine's life
Cingakin je cingakin stars to sonorous
Pemargin becikang and pengalahin gumi
Suung deserted jani live buy ne
Nadak sare sky peteng keampehang gulem mesawang selem
Buy sing ngidang, buy sing can
Buy sing ngidang life without adi
Buy sing nawang, buy sing uning
Buy sing nawang amone tuwuh adi
I didn't realize this tear
Seeing you're locked in bed
Your body fell asleep covered in a yellow white cloth
I'm powerless, so short is your age
The tears of my heart
In your last bed
If only I could take my life
Just let me die
Than myself living alone
Without you I think it's like dying
Go and be calm in your peace
Leave me who lives without you
Look and feel the stars waiting for you
Find your best place after you leave the world
It feels lonely this life of mine
The sky felt dark with black clouds
I can't, I can't live without you
I don't know how to
I still don't understand
How short is your age
The songs were heard from the grand event of the city festival or can be called the night market on a large scale.
All forms of Balinese art ranging from paintings, sculptures and clothes mixed into one complete with a large food court area and playground for all ages of course.
Hustle and bustle of visitors can be seen from up here.
Hilal chose to sit on a towering wall, as a barrier between the event with a large bridge that looks beautiful and flickering lights at night.
"Woi pay your debt now! Want the cave to end here, huh?!" Said the middle-aged man with the gibberish to a girl who was more visible as a man.
Hilal heard the commotion, but he remained indifferent and chose to drink the rest of the Soju drink that he brought.
"Lo look at the guy sitting there! That's my new gig! Don't make a fuss now, he'll know and won't give me money. Please let me go tonight. I promise to pay my debt tomorrow. Promise!" Said the beautiful but tomboyish young girl.
"okay! I released you today. But if tomorrow you run away again plus can not pay your debt, I do not hesitate to kill lo! Understand?!"
"Yes bang, promise I'll pay." The srek! The grip of the t-shirt that had been pulled tight by the gungkring man and they all passed away.
"Woi handsome boy! Really lo, there are girls in the crackle you just shut up. Bantuin kek, very cruel. Ga is feminine."
Hilal turned, "Lo talking to me?"
"Who else is this handsome guy here, who is alone lamenting his fate or his turmoil? Need management?"
"Ck! No need!" Words do not fit the situation, Hilal who will move from his seat began to drift, unable to balance his body to stand and brugh!
Hilal fell weakly drooping and fell asleep on the asphalt.
"Woi ain't funny, I'm leaving."
Threaten the tomboy girl. He continued to step up, but occasionally turning his head, the handsome man remained unconscious.
"Ck! I'm the one who got fucked up anyway! Arghh!"
Seriate...
