She's Wife In Dream

Rasya's Anxiety

The twenty-eight-year-old, his face looked anxious. His heart was so shackled by disappointment. Without a second thought, he wrote a letter to his little friend. It was too easy to make a decision, to disappoint him. Really am! Why does that regret come to an end. Thought Rasya that morning, her hands ruffled her hair violently. It was clear, if Rasya was very disappointed in himself.

 

“Akh!” Frustrated screams filled his room.

 

“Stupid!”The snuff that came out of his mouth for himself. Such a thing, it seems that it is not only Rasya. Most people who have lived on earth have been angry with themselves. Rasya came out of his room, that morning he had to teach.

 

“Depart first, yes Ma!” Kiss her mother's hand gently.

 

“Sya! May Mama ask?”

 

“Ask what yes, Ma?”

“You like his son Bu Light?”

“Ah ..This mom, ask what the hell!” Put it in front of the mother.

“Sya! No matter how you are my son, I raised you myself. Mama knows, if you love Arsy!” A long sigh from Mama Irine, before continuing her words again. “If indeed, you really love her. Speak quickly! Don't let you regret it!” Rasya was silent, his mouth speechless. The fear of loss is huge. He won't, if his first love belongs to someone else.

“Sya! She is a good woman, there will be many men who want to get her. Now, it's up to you. You want to shut up. Not expressing, and ending regret. Or you, will speak and know the answer. Although the answer will disappoint you later.” Mama Irine seemed to know, what her son was worried about.

It is believed that Rasya was two men, who were close to Arsy. Rasya pensively remembered the incident while in the office. At that time, Rasya looked at Abidco who stole a glance at Arsy. After Arsy gave his opinion about the discussion that afternoon precisely in the office. His brain now turned to remember the incident at the stop, the figure of a man who had a muscular body. His face can not be said to be ugly, his exotic skin makes the West Eve more tempted than. White man as white as a shroud. Rasya remembers clearly how Arsy rejected her, and he prefers to accompany her faithfully along with his Papa friends. In the rainwater. It felt like Rasya's throat, unable to swallow his saliva. It's so funny, that's how Rasya feels.

 

 

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On the other hand, the man was already in his workplace, the heat he felt. Ah-it's nothing much. The heat of the world, not as hot as later in the end. Harjunot took off his shoes and replaced them with boots. Due to muddy land because rain often falls at the end of the year BMKG estimates heavy rain will end until the beginning of the year. But that's just an estimate. God's destiny no one knows. After that, he wears a wearpack and is knitted to install a foreman helmet.

“Ehm ..Sir Arjunot! How was his date with Bu Guru, who was there?” Pandy hinted his tongue at his favorite building.

Harjunot gaped at the ravings of the Pandy, weaved.

Pandy chuckles when he sees Harjunot's expression. Not yet, Harjunot replied to the words of his men. The familiar voice called his name.

“Kak Harjunot!”

The thirty-three-year-old man looked at the young man who was walking towards him.

“Ka! Why here?” The question sounds familiar.

“Ehem ..I was told to give this to you!” he seems flat. Different when at home, thought Harjunot judge Kafka.

“No!”

“Continue from the Bunda?” Harjunot stared confusedly because of Kafka's reply.

“Not really!”

“Well on, from whom?” A little raised his face out of curiosity.

"Dadies!" Harjunot's heart rippled because of Kafka's answer.Tak can not be denied that his heart was happy. But Harjunot immediately dodged reality, if he already had feelings. With the woman who always comes in his dreams.

"Ehem—" Harjunot tries to control himself so as not to be too GR.

"Why are you sending?" Harjunot looked around to find out.

"Dadies! He's sick from the rain maybe. Actually, he wanted to teach. But after cooking. The body is limp and vomit!" Kafka told me about his sister.

Harjunot wanted to open his mouth, but Kafka immediately ran because the bell had run. The man felt guilty, because he offered the prank to Arsy. The woman had a fever, regret clearly visible on her face.

"Ehem, from whom are you?" Pandy who had been silent again teased his superior.

"Ck! Not from anyone!" replied Harjunot looking towards his men who are passionate about working.

"Ah—I know for sure from the Master, right?" Pandy's guess was very on target not off the mark at all Harjunot thought.

"Sokay know!"

"Yes you know! The young man who had come here had the same face as Master Ma'am, who was looking for Kak Arjunot yesterday." Pandy raises both eyebrows, teasing his superior.

"Work, we get paid to work instead of ghibah. Because ghibah already has experts, we do not have the skills for such a thing!" His eyes were staring at the foundation building, he hoped that if his men. Can complete the work faster than the agreed estimate.

"Ah ..iya women if told to ghibah no doubt Adam must have lost!" Pandy chimed in Harjunot's words.

Harjunot leaves Pandy, the man prefers to sit on a chair under a mango tree. Slowly, his hand opened the food box. It's potato salad. Harjunot frowned. When looking at a piece of paper stuck in a food container. Harjunot read the writing given the keep smile picture.

"May you not fast today! Because I know it's Tuesday. If you fast David, I'm sure it's a holiday. I made this a thank you form. Because they bought clothes! Greetings Arsy Latthif!" Harjunot who read the writing, he could not hide the happiness that arose in his heart. Her cheeks were like a woman wearing a blush-on.

As to why Arsy knew that Harjunot didn't fast that day. Because the fast of David is fasting that is done intermittently, namely a day of fasting and a day of breaking. As the name implies, this fast is taught by the Prophet David AS. The Prophet Muhammad also mentioned that the fast of David taught by Prophet David is one of the main fasts.

"I haven't thanked him." Harjunot thought how to say thank you to Arsy.

Satan whispered in Harjunot's left ear, into his brain. Be inspired by the idea of the curse, the idea is to look for opportunities in narrowness.

"Astagfireullah! Satan, do not know yourself to make the brain think to the whole!" Harjunot scatters the demon who made that ridiculous idea.

"Ta—but should I do that idea. O God, give way to your Servant!" Harjunot did not want to rashly follow the idea of the biadap demon.

 

 

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What idea is it?