The Best Choice

Yes Salaam

Not feeling a week passed, there was a smile in every breath, some were contemplating quietly in a third of the night.

Aslan and Samira are now on their respective paths though with determination even though they still keep the question mark is it okay?

The restless seeds were answered during a thrilling morning for Samira - a car used to taking her to classy meeting places - entering her yard in a man's car after him asking for her readiness.

Samira is very deep in heart, why can they come together. Why this destiny. Why spread this. Why are his knees weak even though his lips are perfectly glued.

Samira welcomes them on the porch of the house, wearing a veil of milk chocolate and gamis in matching colors.

Aslan and Samantha greet Harviza before taking Samira's pet out of the car. The two put it back in the same place they last met.

"Greetings, thank you for taking good care of him, boss and brother aspri." Samira kissed the right and left cheeks of Samantha who hugged her first.

"Where was it yesterday?" samantha asked after sitting down.

Aslan watched as Samira stared at Harviza who was singing lips as she sniffed her shoulders.

Arrange them?

Aslan walked to the car, opened the passenger door while reaching for the shopping bag left behind.

"Happy ex-aspri, how was your trip yesterday in Mecca?" Aslan held out a gift sign of Samira's success in completing his umrah. The gift was chosen by Samantha when they had lunch at the mall.

Samira looked at the contents and smiled embarrassedly. "Hihi, thank you. You are still a benefactor, again dong gift!"

"Sam.." - Harviza. "No drinks for that guest? Our time in winin."

"Barpak." Samira. "My guests soon." He sharpened the words of my guests in front of Harviza's face while glancing.

Samira turns around, fortunately souvenirs for Aslan and Samantha and Robby are still neatly arranged on her desk. He just needs to add a cup of coffee and brownies to his guests.

Samira presented it weakly. But it was different when he brought one by one cardboard boxes as big as instant noodles out. "Today's really good?"

Aslan thought for a moment, but Samantha did not. Samira's words seemed to insinuate the man who supposedly said he wanted to mate with him. Harviza's.

"No one's home, Sam?" ask Samantha.

"Sepi, Abah's gone." Smile expands.

"Pantes, these guys no one dares to come in to help you" Samantha said. He grimaced as Aslan stomped his foot.

"Yes Salaam." Samira grimaced, "I'm not tired because of these lift-up itself Sam, I ask you guys are tired today?" I'm gently.

"Not really, there is no fatigue for those of us who are trying. Tired can give up don't." replied Samantha. "You yourself look tired. Still jetlag?" inquiringly.

Samira shook her head, her hands allowed them to taste her banquet.

"For many of my stay up, continue to have no work so tired myself."

"Geli you yes... No way sir, I'm getting married soon. My playmate from childhood in the cottage."

Harviza was stunned and suddenly his throat was like a turban. He's hard to say. How a week he has been curious about Samira's decision. Yeah, especially since that girl's hard to guess. This week alone Harviza abstained and was not allowed to contact him. Only prayer and prayer were with him, and he continued to offer Allah, who turned the hearts of men in one third of the night.

“Will descend our Lord, Allah SWT or His mercy to the heavens of the world when it has been left the last third of the night. Then said, ‘Whoever prays to me will surely I grant, and whosoever asks for forgiveness then I forgive’.”

Harviza touched his chest while packing Samira's words with a hearty Alhamdulillah pronunciation while smiling in shame.

"Should you say it now?" ask Harviza.

Samantha grabbed one by one the souvenir boxes while piling them on Aslan's thigh.

"Retract the brother." Samantha patted Aslan's shoulder. "It's not healthy for you" she whispered slowly.

"Ngaco you, Sam." said Aslan, "I'm proud, Samira dare to talk in front of us, in front of the candidate directly. Must have been successful yesterday. Congratulations to you both." Aslan smiled. "Don't forget to spread the invitation, I'll definitely come."

Samira pursed her lips. "But I'm real, sir. Brother Harviza is more rese than you."

Aslan's eyes were glaring. He immediately imagined the harmony of the Samira and Harviza families in the house that was worth living for the heavenly angel who could not help his regret if he was with him and could not prevent him from laughing.

Harviza he recognized as a Muslim man who easily get along with anyone and not too show him where he came from. The man is modern and open, so Samira's life will not be restrained.

"Good dong, Sam. Joking doesn't strain." Aslan held back a smile, his left hand patting Harviza on the shoulder. "A lot of patient bro, a bit fierce but pinter his son."

Harviza nodded excitedly. That morning, he felt the most beautiful morning as he went to Samira's house.

"I'm used to it, from childhood so often I bother. Because like there's less if it's not so."

Samira could hardly believe her words as if she had confirmed that she had long admired him. Samira gulped, he felt all in notice of his movements and made him nervous. The way Harviza looked and smiled, as well as the way Aslan held back a smile made her want to run away. They disturbed his concentration, disturbed his calm. Samira has to end this meeting by throwing him out now, he needs time. At least after saying that he was ready for Harviza he had trouble putting on his ugly expression. Samira's shy not playing.

He's sinking. "Here at home, I've kept my promise" he said nervously.

"Cieee, who's getting married." Samantha hugged him. "For tips how to get through the first night!" the whisper made Samira blush.

Aslan who understood the situation was already beyond reasonable limits raised his hand. "Report, Sam. The bride-to-be wants a group discussion. Don't bother us."

Samira throws lips. "Not you guys are coming home, but Harviza's sister is too!"

"Not even half an hour. Fates." Harviza moved, for him to obey Samira's wishes now is proof that he is also quite obedient and can be invited to cooperate.

Aslan and Samantha chuckled. They believe Samira deliberately said this because he could not be alone with Harviza his face was not because of his expression.

"Bye, Sam. Have a good sleep!" call Aslan before turning around.

Samira grunts. There will be no good night before the wedding day and the first night. Samira goosebumps.

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