
"Hasbi, now how's your family doing?" ask Ali.
"As you can see, thank God I'm fine." Hasbi replied.
"If you encounter difficulties, you should not hesitate to ask for help" said Ali.
"Yes, just calm down. God willing!" answer Hasbi.
"If so, tomorrow we go to the house of Filda." said Ali.
"So soon, it turns out you want to marry her" replied Hasbi.
The next day, Ali accompanied Hasbi to Filda's house. Along with Fiha too, who accompanied him. This time they both herded a friend, to go up to the guarantee. Although already three heads, but Ali also need a companion. The name is life, not always comfortable alone. Sometimes, I want to build a family.
"What's this, the tumbens are coming in crowds?" ask Qalam.
"Like this Uncle, I came here to propose to Filda" replied Ali.
"God willing, if that is the case, we will decide only on Filda." said Qalam.
"All right, Uncle." replied Ali.
Qalam said goodbye for a moment, to call Filda. He knocked on the door of his daughter's room, then spoke a little. Filda came out of the room, headed to the living room.
"Filda, there's a man who proposes to you, do you want to accept it?" ask Qalam.
"Yes Dad, I want to." Filda answered, smiling fluffily.
Eventually Ali will soon have a wife, and end her long bachelor. Not expecting, that would be a match with Filda. The girl used to be a boy, who was considered like a sister herself.
The next day, Fiha left early in the morning. Today he will submit a picture of the snack brand design, which was discussed at that time.
"Honey, I'll see you at lunch" Hasbi said.
"Dear, I'll see you again" replied Fiha.
"You were carefully scolded by the boss yes" Hasbi said.
"Yes, you too." replied Fiha.
After waving hands, they went to their respective rooms. Must be doing work, which has not been completed. Tris brings coffee to enjoy, while doing her job.
"Eh Fiha, look at the picture dong." said Tris.
"It's also a scary picture, unimaginable if I'm in it." Tris shuddered in horror.
"Well, that's why there's a design for dessert." Fiha showed a painting of a light, in a beautiful garden.
"So it's called a level 30 repentance?" Tris nudged the paper Fiha was holding.
Fiha nodded with a smile. "To be precise, very suitable and special."
Fiha was in the boss room, after his footsteps that exceeded that of a leisurely walking cat. The boss nosily made a joke, glued a magnifying glass to the paper.
"What's the less big picture?" Reflex asked.
"Actually enough to catch a glimpse, but to make it clearer I raised her" replied the boss.
Suddenly the door opened, it turned out that it was Gus' manager. Like an active child, aligning footsteps. The boss would just serve him dancing, then their hands compute the tos in the air.
"New breakthroughs, from our cool female employees" said the boss.
"Moruahaha..." Laughing curled up, not caring about the astonished gaze of Fiha.
"Eh Fiha, why don't you come along?" ask boss.
"It's okay, I want to be mediocre." replied Fiha as if. "If it's over, and there's nothing to talk about. I want to get out of this room." Choose yourself to say goodbye, staring at the freedom of your own work space.
"Please, go and do your duty." The boss feels like flying in space, only this time there are responsible women.
On the other side is also seen Syansa, who moves the handle white. Keep maintaining the roundabout of the rainbow, which is in the mouth. His tongue continues to be agile, until the sweetness is felt many times.
Kichi did not pat the friend next to him, nor did he disperse what was in his daydream. Now his eyes were on Aliya, who was in the field seat. He was busy giving food to Umar, telling him to open his mouth. Laughs sometimes, when his hands feed.
"Eh, do you like Umar?" kichi asked boldly, because he was very curious.
"Oh no, what wind brings you to conclude so." replied Syansa evasively, but still looks relaxed.
Kichi was still guessing, while looking at the blazing sun. Now the reflection of the light moved towards their gray white sleeves. "Not just once, but you pay attention to them often."
"We've been friends for a long time, it's only natural to pay attention to each other." explains Syansa.
By carrying a friend's appendage, it will reduce the suspicion of his friends.
Still can't believe it, because his own heart says something else. "No, you're looking for an excuse." Keep guessing, because you are too curious. Perhaps the seventh heaven is a counterpoint, the height of curiosity in Kichi. "Already, I admit to losing in a landslide, you are indeed good at hiding feelings." Kichi rambles at will, no matter what reaction Syansa refuses.