The Ojek That's My Soul

Euy proposal, euy,

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Since that night Rojali almost every day visited the house of the girl.

Unsatisfied to keep looking at the idol.

Although he often chatted with Rojak's father, he heard useful advice and advice for his future.

Talking from heart to heart among this fellow man, never once met him even with his own papa.

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That afternoon it seemed his long hair was unraveled by a fairly strong wind.

In the backyard sits cross-legged on a wooden pendopo or we can call it the cool language, gazebo.

Both with a man the same age as the father, with short hair behind his round skull.

A firm jaw with a smooth sideburn, as well as a rather long thin beard.

Abi Fatih with his charisma, and his warm smile.

His skin was not very white, but clean and did not look wrinkled at all.

Yes, this is where Rojali again asked for permission and invited the teacher and his guardian angel.

"Beneng Abi was horrified, now all you are handing over to God,"

"Your task is enough until here aje, stay doain, hopefully babe you still in love opportunity for penance."

Such was the wise speech of the teacher.

"Alhamdulillah, nemu nemu mate juge,"

abi Fatih said as he patted Rojali on the shoulder.

They both chuckle together.

Then came Uma Khumairoh Abi's wife, with hot black coffee, and a plate of warm fried bananas.

Really supportive in a slightly cloudy afternoon weather.

"Syukron Uma syantik,"

Tempting this gondrong man with his rancid style.

"Here is it, the coffee napkin ame pisgor aje Uma spelled syantik,hu!"

a woman who has been considered her own mother.

With a thread that landed softly on the end of Rojali's head.

"Ish, Uma's sick," Rojali's ringis as he rubs his head.

Abi Fatih only shook his head with an occasional smile, looking at the interaction of the two.

"Ente do not menggeledekin Uma continue,Abi fear entar lipnye dislodged,eh,"

Hurriedly Abi feeds the fried banana pieces into Uma's mouth.

Because those round eyes had already swerved towards her.

While chewing Uma continued to glare at the joke towards the two men who were chuckling in front of her.

"The two of you are always compact if you sneak,"

the protest was still with funny frowning lips.

"That's because we're terlope-lope with Uma Khumairoh whose cheeks are this red,"

rayu Abi to his cute wife.

And sure enough the reddish tinge appeared on both cheeks Uma.

"The aje's date continues!"

"So Ali is a kebon mosquito!"

sulek Rojali while feeding the fried banana pieces for the umpteenth time.

The day of the proposal also arrived.

A bright morning with the sound of a sparrow.

The sun was shining warmly, and the occasional wind was blowing gently.

Rojali has arrived, he got off an old antelope.

With some friends from his business partners.

Also some neighbors in his residence such as erte Udin and Pok Minah as bu erte.

Also the Endin and Haji Duloh the babe, alias the contract manager.

Rojali also brought Abi Fatih and Uma Khumairoh.

As a representative of her to propose the special girl.

They all went hand in hand through a small alley fortunately not muddled.

Because the rain was just a trickle early today.

Nature seems to approve.

To outwit the enemy who incidentally is the mafia who are still curious.

Because the movement of his family is always watching.

Adi plans to place several guards or bodyguards.

But Mirna refused firmly, because it would only attract the attention of the citizens.

Adiguna still insisted on placing guards secretly.

As for Jihan, she had already planned their disguise.

It turned out that a few days before the application day arrived they had moved away, and lived in a village with a simple appearance.

Mirna and Jihan have dressed up as Muslim women, with a dress and hijab that stall to the chest.

With a face without excessive makeup polish also without jewelry and branded goods.

They both got down gracefully from the online taxi that was booked through the app.

Rojali who was shocked by the new appearance of mama and Jihan, lantas hugged them tightly .

In his heart he prayed, hoping that it would be the way and the door of guidance for both.

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Adi also lost track of his wife and daughter.

And, it's all according to Mirna's wishes so that everything goes as natural as it should.

At first Adiguna was furious, gradually he let his son and wife happen as they pleased.

He thought, Mirna the socialite queen will not feel at home like a commoner.

"We'll see, until when do you feel at home in that slum!"

"You're used to the treasure from me!"

"Haha...!"

Adiguna was blown away even his voice echoed in his spacious study.

After that, he threw his body on the sofa, then held his head with both hands.

He drowned his head to his knees.

The little Isaac was heartbreaking to anyone who saw.

His shoulders were shaken slowly up and down.

The fragility that he hid from his world.

Keep yuk until halal.