Tafakur Love Mualaf

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Hasbi and Fiha plan to apply for a job together. They want to add to the family economy, which is greatly reduced. Not that the boutique business is not enough to eat, but the effort is to meet their daily needs.

"Darling, if we've raised money. I want to, we buy a garden." said Fiha.

"Yes, being a farmer is not a hard thing. Moreover, I used to love planting. We can ask him to teach." Hasbi replied.

"Dear, I have a tutorial book" said Fiha.

"Oh, that contains how to plant roses is yes." Hasbi remembered the book.

"That's right, that's what it's '" said Fiha.

"Yes, now let's go." replied Hasbi.

The next morning they started working, after being interviewed in person yesterday.

"Honey, until we meet at rest" said Fiha.

"Yes dear." replied Hasbi.

Fiha went into his own study, and found a woman looking confused. Fiha greeted first, to ask what he was looking for.

"What's missing?" ask Fiha.

"A business card, it's a code to enter the secret room" he replied.

"Yes, let me help you find it." Fiha bargained.

"May, may, thank you." she replied.

They're both looking down the table. Not even reluctant, to check the trash. They also unpacked the papers, which had been neatly arranged in place. Fiha also lifted all the chairs, to ensure the existence of the object.

"Where was the last time you walked?" ask Fiha.

"I'm just going to the cafeteria" he replied.

"What's your name?" ask Fiha.

"My name is Tris" she replied.

They went to the cafeteria, which was around the office. To find things, which makes them nervous. It had been half an hour, finally Fiha found him in the dirty bowl.

"Here you put it yourself." Fiha lifted him up into the air.

"It seems impossible, I put on the gravy of food. It looks like it accidentally fell down." replied Tris.

Tris pulled out Fiha's hand, so that she would follow him. Tris draped the signboard, around her neck.

"Where are you taking me?" ask Fiha.

"Take me to the company's secret room" replied Tris.

"Well, we're heading for the closet line." Tris asked.

"No need, there will be lost things" replied Fiha.

"Hihah no Fiha, you do not parno that" said Tris.

"Hmmm.. alright." replied Fiha.

They walked towards the closet, then picked up some paper. After finishing stacking in the map, they took him to the front room. They work on office reports, which need to be searched for sources of funding.

"Fiha, you know not this part" Tris said.

"Oh, this is how it works." Fiha started to ink on the white paper.

Tris was finally able to understand, which Fiha explained to her. Both can finally do it themselves. When the break came, Hasbi approached Fiha.

"Fiha, let's have lunch together" Hasbi invited.

"Yes dear." replied Fiha.

Hasbi and Fiha stepped foot, heading to the meatball shop across the street. The atmosphere that afternoon, a lot of breeze. They enjoyed it, it was like eating together. Romantic like without any burden, even though it actually exists.

Syansa, Aliya, and Umar went to a tree house. Syansa only play mobile phones, while looking for surah Qur'an on the internet. He wanted to download it, to be stored inside the phone. You can listen to it when you want to sleep, or other activities.

Aliya pointed at the two flying birds. "Look, that bird is so good. Anyway like when we were kids, play together often."

"Yes right, so miss that moment." replied Umar.

"As an adult, life will not be as happy as childhood. Many burdens are getting heavier, but must still be borne." said Syansa.

"Yes, you are right." replied Umar.

They smiled, though they did not know their feelings. Actually Syansa was happy her best friend was happy, only she was not the one Umar liked. The man always told me that he really liked Aliya.

"What time's it?" ask Umar.

"I'm in half an hour" replied Aliya.

"If you were a dancer?" ask Umar again.

"I'll tell you when you'll leave this place." replied Syansa.

When Fiha and Hasbi had returned, apparently along with Syansa as well. Fiha and Hasbi still have office work, which is brought home. They will do it when there is free time.

"Syansa, you've been home since?" ask Fiha.

"Yes Mother, just went with Umar and Aliya" replied Syansa.

Syansa stepped up her legs, walking towards the room. Now he began to draw, whatever came out of his imagination.