The Bullet of Love of General Hafidz

Diam

Despite grumbling, obeyed also the will of his parents .

"Alright Pa," he answered half-forced. He passed by, entered the house, shortly returning with a small man smiling happily.

"Ashiiiik, go for a walk," he shouted with a cheerful face.

Who else is he. This cute and funny creature ... Gemes. Unfortunately, this is not the right time to participate. It's adult business. But baby I'm helpless. That's what camer's will is. Which makes me gemeeees .... To the man I called Papa. Never mind, just take the lesson. That cute guy could be a sweetener on the way. Sabaaa ....

"Don't take my daughter for long. Half an hour should have you delivered home."

Half hour?!

Where is possible ... Ah, dizzy-dizziness is so. What matters is that I can take it with me. The problem later exceeds the deadline, can be negotiated when it is back. Hehe ....

I nodded and smiled, imagining a plan circling through this head.

"Se ... te .. ngah .. hour!" He said with a half-threatening face.

I have to be made to smile again. Why did Papa Hasan know my head. Experience may be ...? Just give up dech. What say later. If it accidentally exceeds, don't blame me. Because it was completely unintentional,. There is no intention to deny. Okay fine!

"We're leaving, Pa. Assalamualaikum," our fare together.

We set off, accompanied by a smile of pride and satisfaction from Papa Hasan. He looked so excited looking at us who felt strange about this state of affairs. Go with the krucil, too. You can imagine a lot and a lot of excitement. Really heart.

But come to think of it, it's true as well. We are not halal. Even if you just want to get to know more deeply. Still it entered the catagory ihtilat. It can be a sin.

I should be grateful, have a very considerate candidate-in-law. Do not hesitate to direct us who sometimes want to things that can make us complacent on the things that nyrempet-nyer sin.

It's not just me who feels weird about this atmosphere. Mang Umar laughed to see us coming in a group.

"Where are we going on a picnic, Den?"

"Don't ngledek, Mang. I'm also dizzy ... Bye, let's go!" I said half-cocky. While Malika and Jamilah laughed a little enjoy my mood was a bit upset. Only one creature looked happy, unaffected by this atmosphere, the little man.

Once in the car, the little guy played around for a moment with Jamilah. Looks warm and pleasant. Satisfied with that, He played the car window glass, started looking around out. Almost had her little head come out, if Malika hadn't prevented it.

"Come, Abid. Can't be that."

His behavior that can not be silent, makes Kak Malika feel awkward.

"Abid, sit!"

The one who was warned, heeded nothing. Even he passed through the sidelines of my seat with Mang Umar.

"Abid!" He said a little louder.

"Already, Brother. Let it. His name is also children."

It's also true that Papa Hasan's idea, including this little creature, came along. Could be my entertainer. Because I see Jamilah and Malika are still reluctant to talk.

"Here yuk!"

He's not worried about me. Standing in front of me while counting the cars that cross paths with us.

"here, yuk. Sit the same Om."

I grabbed her tiny body in my lap.

"No, Ah. Abid wants to see the car."

"Later to buy me some ice cream," I said.

"Benel you know, Om." He looked at me with a happy smile.

Mempan also seduction me with ice cream mode. He is no longer rebelling. He sat quietly with me, though still counting the cars on the streets. Maybe he aspires to have a car showroom. Now it is calculated how many cars will be put in it. Hehe ....

Actually it's just a distraction of my mind that's confused how. Not yet able to open a conversation with the woman who is beside Kak Malika. He seemed silent, ever since Abid moved. Wanted to rebuke him, but couldn't bear it. Never mind, if there's a chance I'll talk. I was curious, a moment ago looking cheerful, on this journey why silence. What ....

"Sister. Where's the jewelry shop?"

I try to focus on the original goal.

He handed me his handpone. He marked the place we were going.

"Mang, come here."

"Good, Den."

Mang Umar immediately turned his car in the direction that I showed. Quite a modern shopping complex in the area.

"It's Brother. Thank you." Thank you." I hand him back his phone.

As soon as the car stopped, the little guy opened the car door himself and ran out to the ice cream shop. In a panic Malika chased after him.

"Eh ... I'll stay, yeah."

"Eh .. Yes Brother." I haven't taken my wallet out of my pocket. They've disappeared. Want to chase, but remember the word Papa Hasan. I just throw it out to follow him. Worrying my time is up. His recent totals with Malika about Abid's ice cream.

I glanced for a moment at Jamilah who was seen laughing watching the behavior of the little one who teased Sister Malika.

"Yok, we'll pick a ring. I'm afraid Papa's time isn't enough for us."

"Hehehe ... Brother Bara, there's just nothing." That's all the sound that comes out. After that silence there was no more conversation. I think it's better than that.

We walked to the jewelry store right in front of us. Leaving Mang Umar who also followed out to the coffee shop.

"What do you think, from that moment on, was silent?"

"Relg ... Confused," he said in a somewhat sad voice. Until it makes me squint.

"Think of anything. Are you still in doubt?"

"Reg ... Doubt is taught, brother. That's not what I think."

For a moment he looked at me. Then lowered his gaze back on the window containing jewelry.

"just teach. Especially about something like this. Not yet bismillah?"

"From the beginning."

"Thank God. Then what do you think."

He was silent for a moment, hesitating to say it. After taking a deep breath and letting go of her, she stopped choosing jewelry. He turned to look at me.

"If you're married, do you have to come with Brother."

Ooo ... Turns out this is what I was thinking. Good ... good.

"Oh that ... How yes ...."

If I could be honest, I would like it to be like that. But when he heard the way he spoke, it seemed like he was still hard to leave the people who loved him all this time.

"We'll think about it later. Now we enjoy the process. Let your parents go to your house first. Apply for you officially ... Okay." Okay."

"Thank you, Brother."

He now seems more excited. Seen from his sparkling eyes. And looks enthusiastic about choosing the jewelry he wants.

Maybe if Ayu already knew the meaning of longing, she would follow me with her consciousness. No need to force me for any reason.

"So it's tonight?"

"Yes, inshaallah. I hope there are no more obstacles."

"Aamiin's."

AYUU ...

It was like the voice of a child calling out Ayu's name. From the glass on the wall of the shop, I saw a small hand flailing out of the door of the speeding black jeep

I jerked. Don't-don't ....