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the unexpected

The woman who found an empty chair sat down first. And followed by Fatimah. Qonni then realized, if he had left the hijab girl by his side all of a sudden.

"Mother Fatimah, I'm sorry that she suddenly left so soon" he regretted.

Fatimah herself just smiled. "No papa, Ma'am Ayu. Suddenly the pass with a Brotherhood must have been shocked, right? I'm also."

Qonni only responded with a wry smile.

Actually, it's not a matter of surprise. It's just that I'm not? –in heart he tried not to say the sentence of his dislike towards Ilyas. The woman is special.

"Let's eat, Mom." Invite Qonni to divert as for the girl by his side to immediately nod in spirit.

Actually Fatimah was happy when she passed by the bespectacled man who had a shady aura like Ilyas. But as a Muslim woman who is certainly obliged to keep her marwah, she can only hold in her heart until now.

Although he had tried to lure his family, in order to find a mate. Even pinning criteria like Ilyas. Yeah, I hope Dad's sensitive. That is how Fatimah hoped. Because until now I have not told you that actually the middle-aged man has conveyed it to Ilyas.

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I don't want to stay in the show for long. While the others still decided to chat with each other, Qonni said his farewell. This is the life after having children. Wanting to go a long time ago, it's not as easy as it used to be. Even if at home there is a guard, still his heart was worried. Always think of the child at home.

On a trip that is still in the Bogor area. The woman had to go the same route as when she left. The road is not so smooth, because there are several holes scattered at several points. Even the right and left sides appear to be filled with long stretches of plantation. Neti only comes home once every two weeks to his parents' house. Due to the long distance to his place of duty.

The woman who was still stunned looking at the slightly winding road began to feel the strange on the motorbike she was driving.

"Tea, the tires are deflated!" Someone who intentionally precedes him. Qonni pulled over, got off the top of the motor and checked the two wheels of the motor matic. Sure enough the wheel on the back of the deflated that he can make sure if the wheel is leaking.

Under the scorching afternoon sun, the woman was stunned for a moment. His eyes were staring around. This road area is fairly quiet, there are only motorcycles and cars and then just walk. Also, very rarely. While on the edges of the road there is no permanent stall or which is only limited to the usual tent stalls lined up.

The hijab-wearing woman slightly sighed, but she kept trying to calm down. There was no choice but to push the bike slowly. Hopefully after this he can see the tire patch workshop.

Only about ten meters the woman walked, she was bored. Not to mention he never found a single seller of services for his motorcycle problems. Qonni was a little worried, while the afternoon sunlight dimmed.

"Astaghfirullah how is this, where the road is quite quiet." The woman was still continuing her steps that began to stumble. Pushing the motor with difficulty, because the terrain is quite uphill. Hope to find tire patch repair shop soon.

If there were A'a. I certainly don't think I'm alone. And in times of trivial problems like this. A'a must have calmed me down or what will definitely be done is, we will walk together while chatting so as not to feel so tired.

Actually, he didn't intentionally walk alone. The other teachers had already discussed leaving together by car. But Qonni refuses to come along because of his intention he wants to come with his mother and Nisa, while stopping by somewhere for refreshing. While Dad is currently out of town attending another event. But unfortunately, Nisa even a little fever. Be he still set out alone because it is not good with Neti who has become his closest partner during school. Even he was busy helping Qonni when he married Aaron first.

On the sidelines of a sense that begins to show despair. A motorbike passed, one of the men who was piggybacking had turned his head back when passing the woman with a pink robe who was still using his helmet.

"Geulis euy!" said the man in the back while patting his friend's shoulder. While the one sitting in front immediately turned to the rearview mirror.

"Samperins?"

"Hahaha..hayu!"

The two adult men immediately turned towards the woman who was now back pushing her motorbike. The young widow had no thoughts when two men in shabby t-shirts typical of plantation workers approached her.

"Neng, alone? What's the motor, what's on the lead?" Ask one of them who if he looks at his face looks innocent.

"Yes, the tires are leaking. Sorry, this Akang-Akang knows the nearest tire patch?"

"Know, ouch," he replied with a mischievous smile then pointed towards his back. "Is there, Neng wants to be anterin?"

Qonni was unmoved, he realized suddenly his feelings were not good. More words in anterin.

"This is the motor let Akang lead. Nengnya follow A'a that's yes. Let's not be tired–" he suggested.

The woman smiled while shaking her head. "Sorry, Kang. Let me guide it myself. Thanks ya–"

"Wouldn't have met if I was alone. Mending in the antherin, yuk." Slightly forced, the man actually held the handlebar of Qonni's matic motorbike.

Simultaneously, Ilyas who happened to pass through the same area with four other motors squinted. From a distance, he was familiar with a pink glamorous woman who was standing with two men.

"That's a rich guest at the walimahan event, huh?" ask the man who hugged Ilyas.

"Yes, Aaron's wife. Recognize?"

"Oh.." the man who only knew his Harun figure nodded. "Please, Ust. Something is not right."

I don't want to take risks because I have to think long. Ilyas hurriedly pulled the gas to approach Qonniah who was being persuaded to follow the two foreign men. Four of his other friends pulled over. That made the two people panic a little.