Remember Me, My Husband!

So Imam?

The challenge-pitched request from the would-be-in-law was really like a shock therapy for Arlan. How can I become a prayer priest? While Arlan's short letters have not memorized a single one.

If this continues, perhaps the struggle to get the green light from the would-be-in-law will end in vain. Arlan really hoped that there would be a helper god coming to save him.

“Why you? Pain?” doctor Allan asked after seeing the face of the young man before him suddenly pale and sweaty.

Aware of the precarious situation, Andre immediately embraced Arlan's shoulder. “So fast is again vulnerable, Om. If not a headache, back pain, yes mental illness.”

"The son of Om who made him mentally ill!" andre added in his heart.

Infuriated, Arlan moved the tip of his right elbow to Andre's left chest.

"Then you are the priest!" haggard Doctor Allan.

Spontaneous eyeball Andre bought. A little sorry why I had to save Arlan. Now he himself must find a reason to make sense.

"Actually I'm sick too, Om. Canker, chapped lips and difficulty defecating."

"Inner heat?"

"Yes, Om. So for this time it seems like Arlan and I have not been able to be good priests. Maybe the next fast can."

The reason Andre gave seemed to be quite reasonable. Doctor Allan just bearded while staring at them in turn.

“Om, let me be the priest.” Arlan and Andre turned towards the source of the voice. There was Rio who was smiling kindly.

“Oh may, please, Rio,” reply Doctor Allan. He briefly glanced at Arlan, before standing among other worshippers.

As Mario advanced forward, Arlan let out a long sigh. Relieved. Although actually he and Rio never got along, this time Rio saved his honor in the presence of the future in-laws.

Andre and Arlan then close the shaf. Rio's voice sounded very melodious echoing iqamat. Arlan even had felt defeated away from Rio in terms of religious knowledge.

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“Si Rio close also same family Maysha, yes?” whispered Arlan shortly after performing the prayer Maghrib congregation. Now Rio is seen still sitting on the prayer mat while chatting with Doctor Allan.

“It looks like that.” Andre whispered back. “Si Rio is indeed the ideal daughter-in-law criteria for Om Doctor.”

Upset at Andre's praise for Rio, Arlan elbowed his friend's stomach loudly, so Andre had to grimace.

“Ngapain praises him all?”

“At least he saved us. Partly it is the fact that Rio is the ideal ghost candidate.was you, Alfatihah aja not memorized. Think about it, Maysha would not have a priest like you?”

“Ya must want.”

Andre again nodded. "If he doesn't want to?"

A small laugh escaped from Andre's mouth. Make Arlan move immediately and choose out of the mushola. Wander around the living room and garden to look for Maysha's whereabouts. However, for a few minutes the girl was nowhere to be seen. There were only a few caterers who were cleaning the tableware.

“See, it's Maysha who's the same?” Andre points in one direction, where Maysha is seen chatting with a plontos-headed man. It made Arlan feel like his body was devoured by fire.

"That's Mr. Fred the killer lecturer!" irked Arlan to a man who is a senior lawyer and his guidance counselor.

"Don't let her get Maysha's hands on her again" Andre added.

"Would Maysha's father want to mate with her son as a weathered bachelor?"

"Nothing is impossible, Lan! Besides, we've never heard that Mr. Fred has a wife."

"Related?"

"hu-um. He's one step ahead of you. Then you can go first with him."

“Please if you want to sleep in keranda.”

Arlan is about to approach Maysha and Fred, but Andre gets in the way.

“Wait first! Patience!" Andre is somewhat traumatized if Arlan comes face to face with another man who approaches Maysha. Because a few weeks ago, Rio was battered by Arlan. Luckily Rio chose silence and did not complain about the incident to anyone.

"What else, Ndre?" pekik Arlan held back the anger.

"What do you want?"

"The duel is with Mr. Fred!"

"Don't be crazy! This is a people's house! You can get kicked by Doctor!"

"Bodo very!"

Andre breathed a long breath. I don't know how to calm down his friend anymore.

When Arlan approached Maysha and Mr. Fred with an arrogant manner, Andre just followed behind.

"Who is he, Sha?" Arlan glanced at the man with the tip of his eyes. Mr. Fred does have an age far above them, but in terms of appearance, of course, not far from young people. She looks fashionable and cool even though she is no longer young.

Maysha reviewed a faint smile while wrapping her hands around Fred's arms. "Sir Arlan, Brother Andre, know me, this is my papa."

Arlan's jaw was wide open. Eyes buying.

"Papa?"

Andre who was standing behind Arlan only pursed his lips tightly. At this point he suspects that Mr. Fred is the father Maysha continued.

Andre again whispered, "Saying would invite the killer duel lecturer. Sono duel with Maysha's papa!"

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