The Amorous Two Beliefs

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Diftha stared questioningly at a woman wearing a white robe, with a white hijab as well and was currently on her back to Diftha.

'Who is this woman who looks so beautiful?'

Diftha had just finished asking herself, as the woman had already turned around and showed her face to Diftha.

"Shara?" Diftha murmured at Shara who was so graceful and charming wearing a white robe.

"I've made up my mind, Diftha." Shara said as she stared at Diftha.

"Decisions?" Diftha immediately frowned.

"The decision that I may always be with you." Shara extended her hand towards Diftha. But when Diftha hebdak welcomed the hand, the figure of Shara wearing a robe and white hijab was slowly fading, as if carried by the wind.

"Dear!" Call Diftha who is trying to grab Shara's hand.

But the more Diftha approached, the figure of Shara also eventually lost. Until finally there was a familiar voice that made Diftha awake and wake up from his broad daylight dream.

"Astagfirullahhal'adzim." Diftha immediately beristighfar while rubbing his face that was already soaked by sweat. Even with Diftha's body which is now also bathed in sweat, because Diftha just remembered that the air conditioner in his room was turned off by Shara earlier. Plus Diftha who slept with a third-tier blanket because before sleeping he was shivering cold.

But now Diftha was feeling healthy and no longer cold. Diftha's head that had been sick was also now healed. Soon Diftha pulled out the blanket covering her body, then got up and got up from the bed.

After slightly stretching the muscles in his body, Diftha continued to go to the bathroom to clean himself while performing the ashar prayer which was very late because it was now almost five in the afternoon.

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"Look, huh?"

"Eh, it doesn't seem!"

Diftha just came out of the room, when the man heard Shara's voice that was like being in Gizta's room.

Hasn't Shara come home yet?

Diftha wasted no time and chose to check directly into Gizta's room whose door was half open.

"This turned out! Holy jeez!" There was laughter from Shara who was currently putting pashmina on Gizta's head, then forming it in such a way. Duftha chose not to disturb and the man only peered from the slightly open door.

"Sparin' with a pentule needle, huh?"

"Just yell if I accidentally stab you in the head, yeah!" Shara's message to Gizta that Diftha's sister immediately responded with a small laugh.

"I stabbed you in the head?" Shara asked then after the gadus pinned one pin on the top of Gizta's head.

"Ti-dak." Reply to Gizta who is still smiling.

"All right! Continue to find the end." Shara looks around for the end of the pashmina which has now wrapped Gizta's head.

"Can!" Shara cheered then before the girl continued to attach the end of the pashmina to Gizta's shoulder.

"Ter-ba-lik-" Gizta told Shara, who immediately took her phone, then closely observed something on her phone.

What Shara put up pashmina was using a tutorial from a video on mobile.

"Left to right." Shara then muttered to herself before further confirming the pashmina Gizta.

"Left to right..."

"Eh, yes! Upside!" Shara chuckled and immediately flipped over the sampir at the end of the pashmina earlier.

"Yetoo! It's so!" Sirak Shara then held Gizta's head in front of the glass.

"You're beautiful, Gizta!" Praise Shara then the lightning-fast one took her phone.

"I'm a photo, yeah!" Shara's permission then turns on the camera on her phone.

"Th-yes!" Answer Gizta who agrees.

Soon Shara took photos of Gizta wearing a hijab from various positions.

"Beautiful!" Praise Shara again as the girl shows her shots to Gizta.

"Cell-fie-" said Gizta then to Shara who immediately frowned.

"Photo selfies? We two?" Shara asked to make sure and Gizta immediately nodded.

"Alright, come!" Shara immediately crouched down beside Gizta, and her hands clasped Gizta's shoulders.

"Smile!!" Shara gives a cue, then smiles with Gizta towards the camera. Three shots and all the results are okay.

"How's it?" Shara asked for Gizta's opinion, after the girl showed the results of the selfie.

"Can-tik-" replied Gizta who was still smiling.

"Who? You?" Cecar Shara was a little joking.

"Sister-Cha-ra-"

"Sir Shara!" Shara's correction was quick while squeezing Gizta's nose. The girl then stood up.

"Do you want me to help you remove the hijab?" Tawar Shara later.

"Ti-dak!"

"Ma-u pa-mer du-lu-"

"Sa-ma A-bang," replied Gizta who of course immediately invited the laughter of Shara and Diftha who had been peering from the doorway.

Shara and Gizta reflexively turned their heads together from hearing Diftha's laughter earlier.

"A-bang!" Sapa Gizta first.

"A healthy one?" Shara's replacement asked.

"Yes, thank God it is healthy" replied Diftha with a bright face.

"You haven't come home yet?" Diftha continued to mince words to Shara.

"It's coming home. I accompanied Gizta first while waiting for you to wake up."

"Pity that Gizta is alone and has no friends to talk to" Shara explained.

"This is who's wearing it?" Diftha asked next while pointing at the pashmina at Gizta's head.

"Sister-Cha-ra-" replied Gizta.

"Sir Shara, Giz!" Shara's correction again and again .

"She'd rather call you Chara, Sha! So you don't need to keep correcting" Diftha told Shara.

"Sort of like that pet call, huh?" Shara said guessing.

"It's like that!" Sahut Diftha who immediately chuckled.

"Mahara!"

"Not bad either" Shara muttered as she slid her phone into the bag. The girl then carried the small bag on her back.

"You're home!" Said Shara then while resting and saying goodbye to Gizta.

"Let's ask for help Brother Diftha just want to escape, yes!" Shara's message while pointing at the pashmina in Gizta's head.

"Th-yes!"

"It's hard not to take it off?" Tanya Diftha made sure.

"Just let you take off the needle one by one, Dift!" Shara said.

"okay!" Diftha immediately understood.

"OK understand or okay confused?" Shara leaned her body towards Diftha while throwing a meaningful gaze.

"OK understand!" Decak Diftha gnash that instantly shakes Shara's hair.

"Gee!" Shara pretended to glare at Diftha, before then the girl smiled sweetly.

"I want to go home!" Shara said then as she swung a step towards the door.

"You want ushered?" Tawar Diftha who has followed Shara.

"No need! Just healed up, you're looking for some more wind!" Cibir Shara who has arrived at the terrace. The girl immediately put on her sneakers, then grabbed the helmet that was on the terrace table.

"Dare to go home alone?" Ask Diftha again who looks anxious.

"It's still bright, Dift!" Shara pointed to the sky and said a little more.

"I'm pu-" Shara just raised the standard of her bike, when the girl found the rear tire of the bike that turned out to be deflated.

What leak?

"Geez!" Shara immediately clucked and was forced to lower the standard of the bike again.

"Looks like," muttered Diftha guessing.

"This time the front workshop is still open?" Shara asked Diftha who immediately shook her head.

"Related?" Shara still doesn't believe Diftha's answer.

"Related! On Sundays, the workshop is open for half a day. It's five o'clock already closed" replied Dift with a confident look.

"How do I get home?"

"I'm inter-"

"No!" Reject Shara quickly. Diftha thought for a while.

"Alright, take my bike and I'll take your bike to the workshop tomorrow" Diftha said at last.

"I don't want to!" Reject Shara once more.

"Judah just stay here!" Sergah Diftha who immediately made Shara scowl.

"Told to bring morir does not want, delivered also does not want"

"You've just recovered!" Sergeh Shara reasoned and Diftha just clucked.

"Judah, I'll just take your bike!" Shara finally breaks up while handing over the keys to Diftha. The man in front of Shara immediately commented a smile.

"But I'm here again the day after tomorrow. Is it okay for me to return your bike the day after tomorrow?" Ask Shara later.

"It's okay!" Answer Diftha relax.

"You are behind next month is also not a problem," added Diftha again remain relaxed.

"How will you work?" Shara asked again confused.

"Ck! You can have your bike, or you can ride a car. Or ride a lot of ojek too," replied Diftha who suddenly felt a little bit of a stir on Shara.

"Yes!" Shara finally just sniffed her shoulders, before continuing to pick up the key to the Diftha motorcycle.

"I'll go home first!" Pamit Shara once again, while turning on the Diftha motor engine.

Shara was just about to pull the gas, when Diftha called her back.

"Dear!"

"Yes?" Shara turned off the engine.

"Thank you for taking care of me" said Diftha sincerely.

"Together!" Shara replied with a smile. The girl then turned on the Diftha motorbike again, and not long after, Shara had driven away from Diftha's house.

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