The Best Choice

Lovebirds

The disappearance of Harviza's car, adds embarrassment to Samantha's mind. The girl who was still dressed as a cowboy-style woman got into the car while sighing. He really did not expect Harviza that he hit yesterday with a broom handle because so his gang said something surprising.

He could not imagine the male sholeh that is as tough as the nyebelin said Samira really wished him a match with Aslan.

Samantha gulps. Suddenly he felt anxious. His heart almost stopped beating when a satisfied Aslan looked at Samira's house getting into the car.

"Go to your house, Sam?" Aslan.

Samantha nodded, in her mind thinking far away. I don't know what Robby planned on him yesterday in the midst of a boisterous job fair event, sweet promises to get a good job, fantastic salary and good-natured boss until he finally understood his point. Robby is trying to make it the best option and solution for Aslan. Presenting her as a replacement for Samira who turned out to be a pious girl who could not possibly be with Samira because there is no concept of dating in Islam. It knows. So clearly the departure of the two families was very great opportunity to bring Samira and Harviza closer better in the house of God, a holy place, a place to offer the most powerful and calm prayer.

Samantha rubbed her two moist palms. He believes the prayers of a sincere person can be granted easily, he is nervous if he has to fall in love with Aslan. He wants to vanish now, or just borrow a birdcage cover to hide his head. Samantha gerogi, even looking at Aslan's face she can't afford.

Aslan glanced at him, then grimaced. Harviza's talk seems to be able to make his personal assistant misbehave. Not usually Samantha who used to play songs and then follow the rhythm is silent a thousand languages in her car.

"Thinking?" ask Aslan.

"A..." Samantha had trouble finding the right words to answer while her house, which was still far from Samira's house, made it much more difficult to speak.

Aslan cleared his throat loudly, jerking Samantha's daydream.

"I'm just anu, afraid to disturb Aslan's imagination" said Samantha hurriedly.

"What imagination? Not you, Sam!" sergeant Aslan's fast. Both of his eyes were wide. "What am I thinking?"

"He." Samantha threw her face into the outside view. The vehicles alternated overtaking Aslan's car as silence froze the atmosphere for a few moments.

Aslan enjoyed the journey until he understood if not explained can be a fruit simalakama.

"It looks like Harviza's prayer shook you enough?" aslan fishing rod.

Samantha. "The prayer is too far!" obviously solid.

Aslan nodded. "I agree, there is nothing more precious than a good prayer from a good man. Samira said, Prayer is the support of many things. Our lives. Prayer is hope. Can be accomplished can be no, time answered."

Samantha amazes. Their story is beautiful and courageous. Believe that when people are able to defeat the ego and let go of something that is clearly handsome and beautiful for the peace of a family, they already know the logic and the reality that collide does not dominate them especially in the name of love. They are not selfish. And that path is the chosen one. Be distant, but close in prayer.

"Cool you guys. I salute you very much. But I agree anyway because of one thing I know from the classic proverb. When you love someone, let them go. If he comes back, he'll be yours. If he doesn't come back, he's not yours."

Aslan answered him with a meaningful smile.

"Keep if you may know brother, brother himself accepted his prayer brother Harviza earlier?" samantha.

"That's it." Aslan grinned widely. "I have answered, it is not good to refuse a good prayer. Well, that-count if not granted, we can be a working partner and friend. It's so much better than being nothing."

"Related brother?" ask Samantha.

"I'm almost desperate, and too lazy to look for women out there." Aslan chuckled. "Frightened? Take it easy, Sam. You're not necessarily going through job training."

"Ah brother." Samantha grunts. "Use in the discussion again, again effort also."

"But I'm serious, Sam." said Aslan, "Your efforts in achieving the title of personal assistant of an Aslan can also include your efforts in being close to me!"

"Oh my God!" Samantha rolled down the windshield, the air outside was hot enough to warm the atmosphere. He pulled the cowboy woman's hat off her head and then pulled the vehicle's pollution into her lungs. It's ridiculous how he now forgets the land.

Samantha is hovering on either the fate of a windfall or the miraculous fate she is living through now.

"I don't know yet what to answer, but for my work I try my best. I am different from Samira."

Samantha smiled sweetly. "I can accompany my sister to worship together."

Aslan pulled the handbrake. For a big boss who sometimes does not care about the address of the employee, today and yesterday the situation is different. He knew too well the ins and outs of Samantha without needing to be explained where she came from.

"Retell the schedule." Aslan. "If I could be morning I'd rather."

"okay."

The two lowered the birdcage carefully. Aslan who got rationed took him snorting while Samantha brought her hamster.

"No wonder, of the many types of animals why he chose to buy birds rather than cats or rabbits that are cute that" protested Aslan. "Birds are usually a man's hobby."

"Love bird belongs to the parrot species. Birds are active, curious, and like to joke. The symbol of true love and compassion. If I deduce from the problems that have occurred lately, why Samira keeps two pairs at once, maybe he means trying to illustrate that the right pair will make a beautiful atmosphere. Like the sound of this bird." said Samantha. He put the hamster cage on the table, then extended his hand up to hang the cage cantolan.

"Papa's still outside, only I've been telling you that the animal's care friend has come."

"Why would you accept Samira's request, Sam? There-there's!" Aslan sat down, his eyes looking at the beautiful and neatly arranged garden.

"He believed in me, he helped me with pleasure. So what's wrong with helping Samira. Funny son, and maybe we can be bestie."

Oh no's.

Aslan scratched his ear. Feeling anxious if the two sam-sam become friends. But it is up to both as long as everything is fine and in fact everything will be fine when they think that everything is within limits and does not make sharp turns.

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