The Doctor of the Widow 2

Stepping Money

Not felt a week already Fatihah in the countryside in the Bandung area

A week too, Fatihah's family contacted him in turn

His father was clearly number one, and in second place, must have been his lover, Naufal. And in the next step, the whole family was busy sending messages or phones even though it was rare

As of now, Imran contacted him

"Imraaaaaan...." Fatihah's shout drew the two of her friends closer

[Woi Barbie, are you?]

"Ah, you. Seneng really said so. I look alike"

[Haha.. Banget. How's it there, at home? ]

"It doesn't have to be salted"

[Haha the spirit dong. Just moved city, I don't have the power and effort, that is. For example, Ghoziya, he also lives in the UK]

"Ish, I'm different Imran. Uh, where is he"

[Not yet home. Usually just a little more]

"Oh.., Imran.." Call Fatihah

[Yes]

"When do you come home"

[Semendnight break. Wh why? You want to get married? Find a fitting time for vacation dong, hold. Ntar I pull the twin Fawas and Ghoziya, must come]

"Ish, that's not what I meant. I just miss you guys"

[Ck]

"Over time we rarely get together"

[Haha.. We are both busy looking for knowledge. Is it family like it used to be? That get-together]

"Still anyway. But less fun because it is filled the same parents"

[Haha.. The patient. Didn't you go around kayak first?]

"Rarely. Gepa is no longer willing to travel far. So often gather at my house. Uh, the gepa house means, forgot" Fatihah chuckled

[Haha. I was still in good health]

"He's healthy, but he doesn't want to go far. He wants to be at doang's"

[Oh.. May you always be healthy, yes.. Oh yes Fat, my battery is low]

"Okay Jugal Hansraj.."

[Ish, Jugal's already gray hair. Old old old. Yes, yes, bye]

Imran closed the connection, and Fatihah began to fall again

"Who's Fat" asked April

Fatihah showed Imran's profile on her phone "Imran"

"Wih, saucy real Fat" said April "Dec, des. Cute guy Des"

Desy approached "Wih, what a dream. The red lips, the thin fur that was on her face, added to the sexy. Who was Fat. Your boyfriend?"

"Who was his name?" Ask April

"Yes, where do you live??" Saut Desy is back

Fatihah pulled her phone "Just ask one-on-one"

Desy pulls Fatihah's phone and grabs her "Beuh Pril, look at it" Desy points to an image of Imran in April, then looks at Fatihah "Not your boyfriend Fat?"

Fatihah shakes "He's younger than us. Do you want to have a younger girlfriend like her?"

"Oh, but.. Doesn't look young to us. Just so" Desy compared Imran's photo to Fatihah's "Suitable. View Pril. Fits right?"

"Yes.. Doi lu Fat?" Ask April

"Not" Says Desy "My girlfriend. What was his name Fat ?" Ask Desy forgot

"Imranian"

"Not your girlfriend, but that's familiar. Call him who you were"

"Barbie. Sucks"

"Cie, the Imran means the guy who sneaks at you Fat. Just darn it anyway. This saucy" April Saut made Desy protest

"The Fatihah people don't want to. I know you as Fat"

Fatihah laughed "If you want to be with Imran, where the stepping money, the stepping money" Fatihah asked the stepping money on her two friends

"Ish, my cousin's a lot of Des"

"You mean, Imran is your cousin, is that it?"

Fatihah nodded "His age is also younger than mine. Hayo, who wants to be with him, love me the stepping money" replied Fatihah as she moved her fingers asking for money

"Ish, your duitan eyes. It's not clear he wants to. Uh, I lost first to pay to you"

"It's important we're Pril's business"

"That's really good about Des"

"Udah-ud. His son also does not necessarily want, you are Pril. Busy thinking about her studies. And father Hanan, forbid his sons to date. So, you guys don't think about him just yet, yeah. Tired"

"Yes, it was like the spirit of being a matchmaker. Turn there is interest, the matchmaking bureau is closed. Not good for you ah"

Fatihah laughed seeing Desy disappointed "Find a guy here. He's far from home. You are disappointed"

"Where does he live?" Ask April forgot

"UK. Do you know where the UK is?" Saut Desy is upset

"Laughter" Fatihah said with a laugh

"Look. England, right" April sat with a face that has been bent "Mobile phone rame bener Fat, every day alternately so that there are those who contact. Not like me. Since I went KKN, even though bokap or nyokap, have not even contacted me"

Fatihah and Desy hugged April's body

"Pril Sabar. Even if your parents didn't ask you about it, that doesn't mean they don't care about you"

"Maybe looking for a lot of money pril. Let you add a penny" said Desy whose parents' economy is mediocre

April stared at Fatihah and Desy alternately "Udah ah. Don't think sad. We go to the village field. I wonder the same entertainment that is in the village"

"Well, I'm tired. I'm gonna take a break. You go"

"You really don't want to come out Fat?"

"No"

And tonight this week, 10 other friends, all will go out to find entertainment in the field beside this village hall

"Right Fat, you're not coming with us out" asked April who was on the doorstep

"I'm a little less well Pril. I want to rest" Lies, while deliberately waiting for the idol to call him

Fatihah was hiding in her papa's holster

After the departure of all his friends, Naufal contacted Fatihah via video call

Fatihah's heart is happy. The kangennya is healed

Fatihah came out of her room, and sat on the weaving behind the house owned by Mr. Lurah

He daydreamed as he looked at the photo of Naufal stored on his phone, until he was unconscious, if someone noticed

The man had just returned home from his company which was in the city of Bandung. And tonight, as usual, home like the last few weeks

The man frowned "Who is that girl. Alone" He looked at it from a distance, then the man approached

"Hi, who ??" He said as he circled around Fatihah who was busy swinging her swing

Fatihah looked at him and hid the picture of her lover that Fatihah had been looking at

"You're wearing a sarong? Sarong who is. Not my dad's holster, is it?" Point the man at the scabbard that Fatihah wears for subordinates

Fatihah did not answer. He instead moved away from the young man whose face was as romantic as Imran's Handsome face. But rese"

Fatihah had moved and sat in the back seat, and was busy with her cell phone again

The young man looked at him from a distance, then approached Fatihah again

Fatihah looked at him with annoyance, but still kept busy with Naufal's photo, as if showing off that she had a lover

The man approached, then raised one leg to the chair, then pulled out his wallet and opened it like looking at a picture of a girlfriend in the wallet

Fatihah looked at him annoyedly "Heh, go along" Then, Fatihah stayed away from the man earlier to enter the house

The man approached, twisting Fatihah's body "You're the son of KKN?" The man stretched out his hand to shake hands

Fatihah did not welcome him

"introduce. I'm Typhoon. The son of the owner of this house" Then, Typhoon showed his empty wallet without any photos of anyone

Fatihah.

Typhoon left Fatihah alone

"Oh.. Why I just realized. Kirain is someone else's fad. Waduh, lurah's son??" Fatihah smiled wryly "There are, people want to get acquainted, muters first" Fatihah bells

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