Tafakur Love Mualaf

Searching for Evidence

At 22:00. Fiha came out through the window, silently. He wanted to investigate, the cunning of the Spanish. Ali had been waiting for him since, but was reluctant to knock on the window.

"Did Hasbi know you were out?" ask Ali.

"No, you calm down." replied Fiha.

"You'll be ready to record it. I'm going to go inside the bar, to lure him into confessing to what he did." Ali explained the plan, which he had arranged.

"Yes, we work together." replied Fiha.

Ali began to cover his face, wearing a mask. The same with Fiha, who covered his face with a mask. He gave a little distance to Ali, so as not to invite suspicion.

"May sit down." said Ali.

"Please, let's have a drink together" replied the Spanish.

"Didn't it interrupt his time?" ask Ali, pretend.

"Of course not, the more friends the more crowded" he replied, with a typical drunken voice.

Ali smiled and sat down next to him, while Fiha prepared to record. Ali began to want to throw questions, but the Spanish told him to take off the mask.

"It is better to remove your mask young people, it is impossible to drink while wearing a mask" said the Spanish om.

"I don't drink, I just want to sit down" replied Ali.

"Then you were driven to join us. Unless, if you want to gamble." he bargained.

"I'll drink the beer, but if Om wants to answer my question." replied Ali.

Spanish oms only beards, until Ali opened a conversation that made him surprised. Why did the boy who had just come, ask about Fiha his favorite woman.

"Do you know that woman?" tanyakanya.

"Yes, I hate him so much. He took what I wanted." replied Ali.

"I'm the same, I hate him so much. I feel like I want to see it destroyed." Spanish people laugh loudly.

"Don't you, Om ruined his life. Everyone thinks, the child in Fiha's stomach is your child. Not to mention he was accused of cheating, with a college friend" replied Ali.

"Hahah.it was my doing." said the Spanish.

"Your work is amazing." praised Ali.

"I've answered your question, now drink with me." she asked.

Fiha followed Ali's footsteps, who had already run first. Arriving at the door, Ali waited for the slow-moving Fiha. It seems, Fiha's pain is relapsing again.

"Let's go, before he gets us." take Fiha.

"Yes, you go first" replied Ali.

Fiha immediately ran, and Ali confronted the barkeeper. He won't let, they catch Fiha. Ali was beaten by them, until his face was battered.

Months passed, still Fiha hid his feelings. He didn't want to, if Hasbi knew of his fragility.

"If you are always secretly with other men, Hasbi also has the right to cheat. What is necessary, he married again. Mom just feels kasian, she doesn't get the attention of her wife. His daily life is just wandering, and looking for reasons is not clear" said Yunah spontaneously.

"I know Mom, I'm self-conscious. If Hasbi wants to marry Aqila, please ma'am. I will not forbid it nor restrain it, for I will not last long either." replied Fiha.

"Oh, you said soon, because you intend to get divorced from Hasbi. What kind of wife are you, who come only when needed." said Yunah.

"Mom, don't be rude like that. Later his heart will feel uncomfortable, and will affect the grandson of Mother." Hasbi answered.

"He did not consider us to be Hasbi, but we did not forget about Fiha after his departure. We've been waiting for him so we can be together like we used to. When Fiha comes back, we're very happy. Therefore, I told you to marry Fiha." said Yunah.

"Mother, don't be angry. Please be patient a little more, even if it is actually difficult." Hasbi replied.

Yunah did not speak anymore, she immediately stepped her feet away from Fiha. The woman pecked, for all the flavors that were mixed in the heart.

Yuck! Yuck!

Fiha immediately ran towards the bathroom, to spit out a clear liquid from his mouth. This time, he really felt tired impromptu. Please be advised, the age of the content is also increasing.

"Fiha, you take a break. Don't be tired, let me do everything." Hasbi said.

"Yes Hasbi, thank you" replied Fiha.

Hasbi gently rubbed Fiha's stomach, while kissing her right and left cheeks. Fiha smiled, feeling Hasbi's affection like he used to.

"Dad's son, you don't be naughty." Hasbi spoke like a child.

Fiha laughed softly. "Yes Dad, I'll obey."

"Mother is laughing again, mother is not sad anymore" said Hasbi.

"This is all because of God, and also because of your Father" replied Fiha.