The Samawa Till Jannah Season 3

Episode 37's

Until the night, Anin can not sleep because Aksa from noon he said promise to go home and everything is not that easy, because Aksa is willing to prepare for the departure of his parents in Singapore, he said, and Anin did not believe that Aksa's parents had heart disease.

He said it was an accident, but it's strange that his body was all blue.

Not if it was an accident.

“Huh, bosen keep here. Why yes, can not go to the same bude house pakde.” He said lethargicly and saw that the guards were tired perhaps, the less disciplined care as a result of being careless on their own. Anin is indeed being hit by turmoil because not infrequently if he can do this, pingin eat cilok.

Where it is at this hour, it may be at the intersection of the bude house and its Pakdenya if it is eight o'clock this night usually there are many young children, many young people, okay, he opened the room door and went into the room, launched his action today.

Because really pingin really, especially with chocolate sambal weuh nuts do not feel so delicious anyway, fullness and desire is achieved.

Anin took the pennies, and he wore his long sleeves and carried a wallet, desperate capital if not how.

“Yes for the sake of this kid be me superman great,”

Anin stepped out slowly so as not to make a sound, and she opened the door of the room so that she could breathe a sigh of relief, not to mention passing some challenges, and she opened the door, usually the security guard is in front of the house and the experience that is standing guard in front seems to already exist with this hour.

Anin walked on the steps slowly, and with her gaze produced every corner of the room for fear that the bodyguard her husband ordered caught her, and where to ask the question.

Just because the problem of the pegs so this, not strange anyway. But, how later if not followed by candidates for dedek utun can mengeces him. Anin had arrived at the bottom floor, and the day of ser-ser'an and the cold that surrounded his body.

Hope nothing happens.

He does not like this way, by lying because it is enough for the umpteenth time will lead to problems, Anin likes to play to the point.

Anin immediately insisted must be obeyed and Anin could not start.

Until in front of the main door of the house, he even wanted to stop the door because there was someone who opened the main door, making sure of course and Anin hid from behind the wall, it was one of his security roads.

“Hm, don't get caught!” murmuring with narrowed eyes and Anin seemed to push his heart twice, Anin saw again, there was no one and Anin just came out.

Huh, no one at all. Means safe now he, running fast approaching the gate, with automatic opening of course and profit is safe does not sound, because this gate is equipped with fingerprint facilities, rarely people who can touch it without a list.

“Allhamdulilah,” he said with gratitude for being free from the house, he floated his hands in the air as a sign of farewell to his house, the appearance of strange tones and whether he should go ahead there, he said, to find a taxi.

Okay, he walked with wide steps and did not forget his smile. Because this is really a complex that feels lonely and Anin can be said to be not okay in his heart, not felt on the road in front of the compounding alley.

He stopped the taxi because it was in plain sight, how he refused.

The taxi stopped, “You where to mbak?” ask her taxi driver so Anin comes in and puts a wallet next to her.

Anin heaved a sigh of relief, “Bang no drinking napa? Very hot,” with folds due to the heat that envelops him by running around.

“Lah mbak's. Not a complex person, why use a walking event all let alone this night. A little good,” the advice of his driver, and Anin just nodded by receiving a helping of drinking water that was already available maybe just in case.

“Yes already, can't take a taxi?” cibir Anin, and his driver run his cab.

“Hahaha, yes mbak no papa kok.”

“Now where are you going mbak?” connect the taxi driver by asking. Because if you don't ask, perverted on the road that there are muters is not clear.

“Mau to YXZ crossroad, near there.”

“Hah very far mbak, sure this?” he asked in a somewhat bidding tone, and Anin nodded. Later also he will add money to his trip, do not worry.

After traveling for approximately thirty minutes, finally arrived and there turned out to be a lot of people, Anin paid for it because later here he would walk alone rather than later use all the taxis, Anin paid for it, there's passing but most if it's night, it's time to rest.

Well, the person who delivered Anin is now there, it's just that he's troublesome again.

“Oi bang,”

“Try to look behind you, who is it!” replied his friend lazily and the man was surprised, because the man was his neighbor and his slave here. Yeah, well, not a waste of fare either.

“Well your deck to here?” awkward for not believing if Anin came here, and he looked around, there was no one to deliver.

“Dek, by yourself you?”

Anin nodded at a glance, and saw that the lilok brother was still there. He walked there, and bought the cilok he wanted, as expected now. Still there for the peek, and Anin waited with a calm face while the person who had been surprised and approached Anin.

“Dek, how come your husband didn't you invite?”

“Tanya keep bang, I'm again males want to talk!” his argument with so-called brother was anxious, menoel cheek Anin, was expected and Anin had been friends since childhood if he was in the house bude and pakdenya, it is expected, if you play with this guy always. Yes, his Pakdenya and bude neighbors have been a long time. At most pakde and bude new people if according to his parents.

“Oh yes later you go home how?”

“Mau to home pakde sama bude only,”

“Oke later brother deliver.”

“Yes yes, the use of brother here to try, adek ‘kan here want to trouble brother.” His chirps and brother grimaced, scratching the nape of his neck that did not itch.

“But if the problem is cilok, adek can pay.” Yes, because Anin already knows if his brother is always complaining to him, because he can not pay arrears costs ‘an pakdenya, yes this brother is married, but his son is still one.

Although one, the dizziness is half dead.

Megap-megap in the middle of the road it feels, and this brother always complains without being grateful. Because we are still given health, complete parents and their enjoyment is unlimited, and cannot be counted if in this world we are grateful.

After eating the cilok, Anin yawned a few times and his brother understood.

“Yuk home! Your eyes are already flickering so,”

“Yes, yuk!”

“You wait in the parking lot! Brother wants to pay first, brother's coffee was not paid.” He said by stepping towards the coffee cart that was about to close as well, because it was already night. And the park is also starting to be deserted, because people also want to go home and of course the boundary should not be violated, he said, usually there are police or what is it that checks if outside the specified hour limit can be fined, everything is transported.

Anin walked to the parking lot, but not unexpectedly the commotion that occurred there because of the noisy about the motor and Anin frowned confused, he was away but instead people approached and he fell on the spot, and he fell, it goes with a slightly mules stomach.

Anin was surprised when there was blood coming out, and penetrated it.

Until he groaned in pain, what was this? He wanted to stand up but it was difficult, whether the stone kepentok possible and rightly suspected if there were objects that stuck since. God willing if this had happened, and his brother approached him quickly.

“Dek kmu not papa?”

“Neither bang, but it hurts.”

“Ya is already city to hospital now!”

“But far away bang,” his own and his brother were shaking, with his ability. He has to take responsibility here, as well as Anin if not quickly taken to the hospital and he called his friend who is female, ordinary women are also a genk with his name is common.

“You hold! Let me drive,”

“Woke! Slow down bang! The important one is safe.” Said his friend and brother clucking, running his motorbike at medium speed finally.

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