So TKW
Section 67
Sorry man friend that time cut, why I like writing a little" because I was busy in the dunyat.
yuk continue!
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"Then show me the evidence!" Babah growled, her eyes red withstanding anger.
the driver who had absolutely no evidence looked pale-faced at once.
"A-anu, I'm sorry sir. I don't have one" he stammered. He was afraid that his lies would be discovered.
"The evidence is here, Babah" Noah wiped the tears on his cheek that had now turned smooth but covered in a black veil. Immediately he handed the phone in his hand to ummi who was sitting on the sofa. The woman couldn't believe what she saw. The man in the phone looks that Jerold sent some blue videos played by Caucasians, and there is a chat that says invite Noorah to do the same. He also accused the woman of being the mistress of his employer's son, Abdul Rouf.
Apparently Noah's phone left in the car seat when he met his uncle was used by the driver to compartmentalize Noorah's phone.
Ummi gave the phone to Babah, the others also read the nasty chat.
And they were all furious with the driver's action.
Plaque!!!
Babah then also slapped Jerold, and expelled the man from the Philippines.
"Nonsense, how dare you lie and play us, huh? you think you'd have succeeded in inciting us, if we hadn't seen the evidence"
"I'm sorry, sir. I really like Noorah. That's why I dare to send that video"
"Basar bedabah. Once again I see your rotten face, I'll make sure you're in jail. Go!" at once Jerold went away carrying anger in his chest.
"Awas. Someday I will repay all your treatment to me" he murmured.
Shortly after the incident, all the families apologized including ummi and Babah.
Babah then asks about her son and Noah's relationship. The two sat facing each other with Babah enjoying a cup of Arabica coffee.
At first Abdul Rouf who explained about his intention to be able to make Noah his wife, followed by the explanation of Noah who had been talak a few months ago by her husband. And she also explained about her husband who was married again to someone else.
"It's up to you two now. What will you do next" Babah said more calmly this time, of course after hearing an explanation from Abdul Rouf about his intention to propose to Noah. The twenty-five-year-old woman just looked down embarrassed. But a tinge of red decorate her sweet face, even though it was covered in a veil.
"I'm not officially divorced by state law, Babah. I'm sorry I seem to have to clean it up first" Noorah replied slowly.
Babah nodded slowly as if understanding Noah's current position.
"I don't like my son going out with a woman whose status is still a wife. You'd better go back to your country and sort out all your problems immediately, and I'll have Abdul Rouf take care of your wedding files here"
Noorah and Abdul Rouf are happy to have you green from the Babahah. The two agreed to talk about this in a more private area later tonight.
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"Yes, doesn't everything have to be sorted out first, before we finally go any further" he replied softly, looking down in shame.
Abdul Rouf who was looking at him from earlier seemed anxious with Noorah. Although this was not the first time they were chatting together but somehow in the hearts of the two seemed to be stored a sense that was difficult to understand. Noorah herself who is currently a widow is not typical of women who are aggressive to the opposite sex, because when married to her husband Asep, Noorah did not experience a long courtship
"Hey, I don't want to go far, just here"
"Well, what the hell, don't connect" Noah pursed his lips, but of course it didn't seem obvious.
"But like Khan.." reply Abdul Rouf with a careless smile, naughty flick also made Noah embarrassed half to death, the two now look at each other. Smile from both. The two lovebirds who are in love are impatient with the process they will undergo in the future.
"I don't want to be far from you, Noorah" Abdul Rouf clasped Noorah's hand wrapped in black gloves in line with his abaya and veil.
"Master, don't look at this ummi" Noorah tried to release his hand from Abdul Rouf's grasp but seemed to be ignored.
"No, Noor, you have to promise me first, that you'll come back after your problems and your husband's done well, please promise" Abdul Rouf said he was afraid that Noah would leave and not return.
"Yes, insha Allah, sir" he smiled so that Abdul Rouf let go of his hand.
"Well, I hold your word, if in a month you don't come back then I'll catch up with you to Indonesia, remember that" Noorah nodded at Abdul Rouf's words.
"Norah, can I see and see your face, hm?" goda Abdul Rouf, both of them are enjoying the star and the crescent moon that is shining in the sky.
"No way" replied Noah immediately.
"You cheated"
"When did I cheat?"
"You've always enjoyed my handsome face, and I can't enjoy your pretty face, isn't that cheating, hum?" Noorah laughed for a moment. He smiled amusedly.
"Well, who enjoys your face, I'm not like that this time" she said. Contrary to his heart.
"That's how you look at me so lovingly, if I see your smile I can't"
"Please sir, there will be a time" Noah tried to convince the man.
"I hope it won't be long, Noor, I can't wait to get rid of you"
"Yes..."
"If that time comes, don't expect me to let you go, Noorah" he whispered in her ear. While Noorah only smiled meaningfully.
