Stuck Married a Contract with a Young Arab Master

Jealous

Cars continue to drive through the road to Soekarno Hatta Airport.

After a few hours of their journey, they finally arrived at Soekarno Hatta Airport.

"Thank God, we'll finally be there. Comeondown!" tell the Sultan after they get to the airport.

Maymunah and Sultan immediately headed for the passport and visa checkpoint.

After the examination process was completed, they immediately headed for the waiting room.

In the waiting room, they sat a little far apart because they were afraid of slander.

"Sultan?" exclaimed one of the Saudi WNA, who knew the Sultan.

"Aw ... Ali's? uh hena?" replied the Sultan who recognized his friend.

Sultan also invited Ali to go to the cafe to talk without saying goodbye to Maymunah.

"Basar Sultan, I was left alone. I was thirsty, but forgot to bring water. Where does he not give you any more money?" gerutu Maymunah's.

He stepped towards the minimarket in the waiting room.

"Oh my God, I'm hungry and has, but he doesn't love money. And he forgot I was here. Even fun chatting with his friends."

Maymunah continued to grumble because she did not hold any money at all.

He checked his wallet and there was only abuse.

"O Allah, there are only ten thousand, that's a dime. How is this, when I buy at the airport rich gini use rinses gini? disgraceful. But if I don't buy water, I'm thirsty."

Maymunah was finally forced to go to the minimarket with the money.

He walked while holding a dime in his hand until he saw no one else in front of him and hit him.

Brugg's..

Brush..

Maymunah bumped into people and spilled the juice that the man was carrying.

"Well, spill the juice!" The man complained when he saw his juice spilled.

"Sorry, sorry" said Maymunah while cupping her hands together.

"What is mbak. Next time be careful. Uh.you ... You're Mae, right? Maymunah, yes, right?" ask the man who knew Maymunah.

Maymunah was flabbergasted to hear the man in front of her say his name.

He dared to look at the handsome man in front of him.

A handsome young man who was about a year old on it.

"Definitely not familiar, right? A minute!" The young man took out glasses from his pocket and put them on .

"Do you remember who I am?" ask her while taking off her glasses and raising her eyebrows.

"Ah.Kak Fawwaz? Aye right?" pekik Maymunah was full of excitement when recognizing the man in front of her.

His face flushed in memory of his past memories.

Fawwaz was his upperclassman during High School, a handsome and intelligent young man who always wore glasses and became the idol of every student in his old school.

Maymunah also had harbored a love for Fawwaz, but he never appeared in front of others like other girls.

"God, I didn't think I'd meet you here, Mae" Fawwaz said.

For her Maymunah is a special girl, in addition to being smart, Maymunah is also very polite and she has never been keen to pursue him like other girls.

"In the meantime, let me clean up this juice spill" Maymunah said while looking for a clerkship service and borrowing a cleaning tool from her.

"Eh, no need Mae, let me just clean it up, right mbak?" Fawwaz prevented Maymunah from wiping the floor. He immediately gave the mop back to the CS he called and immediately gave him a little money as a sign of apology has been troublesome.

"Mae, let's go to cafe first yu. You haven't eaten yet, have you?" Take Fawwaz.

He invited Maymunah without touching it because he knew, Maymunah anti shaking hands with men not mahram.

"Not brother. I can't, I brought a lot of stuff." Maymunah replied while showing her the suitcase.

"Yes, how do you carry so many suitcases? There are two, big mana. Who does she have?"

Maymunah just smiled knots, did not dare to answer Fawwaz's question.

He was actually upset by the attitude of the Sultan who left him with his luggage because he saw his countrymen.

" Don't worry, let's go first. I happen to be the same friend. Come on, let's go there! I'm putting your suitcase on him"

Maymunah Fawwaz.

Fawwaz pulls Maymunah's suitcase, takes her in front of her best friend.

" Akhy Ahmad, can I not nitip this suitcase? we want to eat?" He asked while putting the suitcase in front of Ahmad, his friend.

Ahmad looked up, he scrunched his forehead when he saw there was a female figure beside his friend Fawwaz, who was famous for being cold and indifferent to creatures whose names were women.

"Come, but who is this? definitely not your sister, right?"

Fawwaz blushed at his friend's question.

"Hehe, this is my underclassman. It just so happened that we met there. I'll take him to eat first. Yes, we go first. Go Mae!" Because Fawwaz did not want to be interrogated by his friend, he immediately took Maymunah away, but Ahmad prevented him.

"H wait, wait ! I think I've seen this girl..Oh yes, I remember ..If it's not wrong I always see the pot in your wallet. Aye right?"

Fawwaz looks blush while looking at Maymunah who is now bowed with a thousand feelings in his heart.

"Oh my God, my pot is always kept, brother Fawwaz, does he like me? Ah..Astagfirullah ..what is this feeling?" Maymunah muttered in his heart.

"Yes, go to the cafe! don't be so rich and I hope this time you don't lose track of him again" Ahmad said, patting Fawwaz on the shoulder.

With a thousand strange flavors shattering within their chests, the two of them stepped towards the cafe.

Because I don't know how to and worry about the taste in his heart,

Maymunah to not realize that in the Cafe there are a pair of sharp eyes that are wide open to see his idol walk hand in hand with a man he does not know.

Yes, the Sultan who had been in the Cafe had seen Maymunah enter along with Fawwaz.

His clenched hands held back the jealousy that was now burning his heart.

"Sultan, why are you..Do you have a crush, same Indonesian girl who was there?" Ali asked who saw his best friend looking at Maymunah.

"Beautiful, but she has a husband. He was the same man sitting there" added Ali made the Sultan's chest feel hot because it burned with jealous fire.

"You wait here! " His word to Ali stood up and stepped towards the table where Maymunah and Fawwaz were seated.

The Sultan stepped away from his astonished friend - astonished to see his jealous best friend.

"Well, how come he's like he's angry to see the Indonesian woman with another man?..I remember, he was near the Sultan when I saw him. What is the Sultan's relationship with the woman? Ali muttered while following his best friend.