Ramadhan Imamku (Accomplishing the Love of Allah)

Prayer Is Romantic

"Huge ...! See Boby's picture, right? Cann't fuck me, please don't bully me Sa ...." With flushed red cheeks resisting the embarrassment of Fitria clamoring.

"Why panic so anyway .. I just don't watch Boby's picture on Wallpaper, why are you so rich in panic?"

Phitria several times tried to regulate his breathing and spent the white water that had accompanied him.

"I'm just not used to losing me Sa, everything needs a process, right? Boby was very sudden for me. So ...." The words that Fitria spoke just hung in the air.

"Why are you so busy explaining to me, dear Fitria? Wh-wh-what for? Just to make me believe that you don't love Boby anymore? No need to Fit, just keep your reviews and reasons. As your best friend I can only remind you, do not wrestle too long in the past. Life goes on Fit, as well as me .. who is now struggling against the memory of Kak Ramadhan who is still struggling in his past." A small smile expands from Khansa's sweet lips.

The mirror parable of a good friend and a bad friend is like a perfumed oil salesman with a blacksmith. If you are friends with a seller of fragrant oil, you will contract the fragrance. But if you are friends with a blacksmith you will also breathe a distinctive smell of burning iron.

"Each of the prayer is very romantic, though every pronunciation should be adorned with tears. But I'm sure one day it will bear sweet fruit. To the former lover of my heart who has opened the cry."

_By; Busty

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It did not take long, indeed, a plate of rice and a side dish of chicken opor that had circled the rice, has now moved to the stomach of Fitria.

"Sa, if abis eat gini .. kanya delicious if bobo first, hehehe. But the rice hasn't come down yet either,"

"I take a shower first Yes Fit, you wait for Azka to come first for a while. Abis that replace you who take a shower, do not sleep after eating. Later your stomach acid can go up, less good."

"Every boss," a smile emanated from Fitria's lips.

"But don't forget to delete the former from all memories."

"Yes Khansa, O Allah .. don't use death glance also say, I'm at it."

"You if you don't get it don't understand later, yeah I've taken a shower ...."

"Ready princess,"

The only five minutes Azka came, with her stomach that had been rumbling immediately ate the food that had been prepared by Khansa. After reading the prayer after eating, Azka cleaned the tableware she was wearing.

"Ga Azka, I'll just wash the dishes. You are a man," said Fitria while playing her fingers on her favorite phone. It was seen that Fitria started deleting some of the photos from the gallery album.

"Why? Because I can't do that dish? One of the times, the job of cleaning household appliances is not only the obligation of women, men as well. Does he eat at home? Eat too, right?"

"God willing, Hafiz is also very thoughtful, he is also the type of man who is responsible."

"Then to Hafiz anyway?" The lips of the Phitria pursed in annoyance. Azka always cornered herself about Hafiz.

Finished by cleaning the dishes and glasses, Azka dried her hands using a hand dryer.

"Fit, where's Khansa?"

"Mandi,"

"Are you busy?"

"Santuy, yes,"

"That's what scrol-scrol Fb mulu is? Stalking-stalking ex huh?" This time Phitria turned her head full to Azka.

"You looking for a storm?"

"Ye, I'll ask .. If you're angry, that's really my question, hahahaha."

"Mending on them, it's not cool."

"Fit, I'm going to take it seriously."

"By the way, I must have shaken."

"Gue is weak if in a position like this, want to be up anytime. The love and affection I make for Khansa is always there, but if you look at Ramadan deket same Kinara again. I feel there is a chance to go back ma Khansa, I feel that God still wants to be kind to me Fit," said Azka with a very serious mimic.

"Why am I getting sick, Azka?"

"Fit, please .. I'm serious. Only Khansa is in the heart of ak-u ...." Azka's voice choked when she saw the person she loved was already standing in the doorway with such a sharp gaze.

"Azka," Khansa's voice rattled.

Azka's heart rhythm was beating so fast, cold sweat instantly poured down. Azka's heart was agitated, would Khansa be so angry with her? Moreover, he listened to every word he said to Fitria about himself.

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