Tagged in Ikhtiar love

Twilight

"Yes, what you're saying might have a point. Not many of them have high dreams." Commentary lightly. In his heart Bryan added, "Moreover who dreams of editing Princess Dubes as spectacular as you and can make a good Muslimah must be very very few in number."

"Because the youth do not have many high and big dreams, then country X is not advanced. What have you been dreaming about all this time? Not that one just now. What you've been dreaming of." Ask kirana.

"About what, try, you can guess not?" Bryan Sahut.

"Mm.. might set up a pesantren."

“Salah.”

“Terus what?" So the rich pa ling people in Java island he he he he..."

"Wow..crazy! It's a great dream, man! I never thought Mas Bryan had such a dream. My own dreams did not reach him. Crazy one! May... Can be! This time I can salute Mas Bryan."

The BMW continued to drive quietly and elegantly. A few minutes later the car stopped in front of a spice shop on El Hurriya Street. Quickly and meticulously Bryan bought the seasoning. Bryan did not forget to take him to the vegetable store.

"Luckily I remember, the grilled fish had to be in default." ABryan said to kirana. He rushed into the vegetable store and bought cucumbers, cabbage, and tomatoes to make vegetables. After that they glided back to the hotel with a feeling of relief. And the most relieved of course is kirana. If the raw materials had been obtained, the seasoning had been obtained, and the chef who would be working on it could be relied upon, was it not worth it for him to feel relieved.

In the celebration to the hotel, Mr. Ali chose to explore El Hurriya Street. Continue to the northeast. They passed the United States Consulate. Keep going quiet. Arrive in the Ibrahimiya area before Sporting Club turns left. Turn right on El Amir Ibrahim Street. From inside the car, Bryan sees an electric tram full of passengers . The train was headed towards El Manshiya. Egyptian girls were standing on the tram. Their right hand held tightly to the handle like a bracelet, while their left hand held a book.

“It looks like the girls just came home from campus ya." Kirana said back to open her voice. kirana seemed to know what Bryan noticed.

"Yes." replied Slowly Bryan.

“Girl here it's pretty - beautiful huh. Slim slim slim." "Yes." Yeah."

"But I see that I'm a mother - why are you so fat?"

“Iya. As far as I know it is customary here that a husband is ashamed that his wife is not fat. Embarrassed to be considered unable to feed and unable to prosper his wife."

"Squeaky. Does that mean you have to be fat?"

"Not really. There are also people who languish, stressed people even fat. But modern society seems to have started to leave the custom. We're also easy to meet the mothers here who remain slim."

“By the way did Mas Engineer have a dream of marrying a Negra P girl?"

"Married to country girl P ?" Spontaneous Bryan repeated Kirana's question.

"Yes. Ever been caught in the heart of ?” "Either."

“Cantics?”

“Pasti.”

"Wow. I-i couldn't believe. Mas Engineer turned out to be really a tasteful young man. Eh Mas, honestly yes, if a girl like me is according to Mas pretty no?"

Bryan's face turned red upon hearing the question. Had there been such a bright light, his change in face would have seemed. But the circumstances of the night covered the change in his face. He had not expected to get such a question. Suddenly a feeling of high heart appeared. He did not want to just acknowledge the beauty of the Ambassador's Princess. He did not want to flatter her as many people adored him.

"Then silent, Mommy? How come Mas, this guy like me doesn't think Mas is beautiful?" kirana repeated her question.

"Say it's pretty! That's what I think!" Sir, Ali continued to concentrate on running the car towards El Ghaish Street. They will arrive soon.

“Don't be influenced sir. Let him honestly judge her. Beautiful no?" Ask kirana a third time.

“No! " Answer replied with a smile. Bryan then looked at the full moon shining brightly over the sea. The full moon was smiling and glistening with the stars and the night wind. Bryan didn't want to know what Kirana was feeling at the time, the important thing was that she felt victorious.

"Ah. You're not being honest, Mom! Let's be honest!" Mr. Ali protested in a rather loud voice.

Bryan just smiled. And silent. Quite by silence he won. Kirana was silent. He has not found the right words to speak. So he chose silence. Bryan and Kirana were silent for a moment. The car keeps moving forward. They did not feel they had reached the courtyard of the Hotel El Haram.

The dinner took place in a park located on the El Muntazah Coastline. A famous beach of beauty in Alexandria. Bryan could not enjoy the event at all, because he was busy preparing a special request fish Mr. Ambassador, Kirana's father. Bryan who wanted to rest the last night felt unable to rest. He who is a little want to feel the romantic nuances in El Muntazah that is very famous al it can not feel it at all.

Bryan burned all the fish that Mr. Ali bought. He mixes the seasonings as detailed as possible. He asked Mr. Ali to help him fan the charcoal to stay awake, while he made the sauce. Finally he can serve the fish burning desire in front of two Ambassadors, namely the father of Kirana.

Ambassador of State X to Country P and his friend Ambassador of country X to Turkey. The two Ambassadors sat in separate places from the rest of the staff. They just want to reminisce alone. In front of them was a tray of hot rice that was still puffing smoke. Trays with grilled fish. Two small plates containing chili. Two rather large plates containing the default. Then two bowls of water to wash your hands. And two large plates that are still empty. Bryan invited the two to enjoy the meal.

"Thank you, yeah." Said Mr. Nature, Kirana's father to Bryan. Bryan smiled and nodded in a friendly manner while again inviting to eat. Then he excused himself.

"This grilled fish dish is to remind us of the time we studied at university xx first. Even though we're in Alexandria, but here I prepare grilled fish as we felt in Parangtritis first." Said Mr. Nature.

"It's nothing to lose that I came here to see an old friend. Really, I'm so honored to receive this surprise." Mr. Juneidi said with a big smile.

"Come straight away, Jun. Smelling it was already impatient the taste of this stomach. Let's just use our hands it feels better." Mr. Alam said while taking one empty plate and filling it with rice. Then he washed his right hand into a bowl of water and lime.

“Ya right Mr. Alam.Pulu'an with hands is indeed more delicious." Tukas Pak Juneidi did the same.