The Samawa Till Jannah Season 3

Episode 50's

Anin, he had to wait a few times here. Tired of waiting for the man to return home, no one could save him. Moreover, the three people were ahead of nowhere, there was no shortcut right now.

Anin chose to cover her face with a bag of whatever veil she had rolled up to cover her face.

Anin walked quickly, so as not to be caught could be used as barking dog bro, not self-conscious emang those people. Instead of realizing it even resuscitated others, wrong ‘kah that?

“Ngentot. Huh, basic wear very.” Murmured Anin because of his own annoyance, yes his eyes still can not be compromised to see Rifa’i who accidentally looked at him. Just passing by, what is his mistake.

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Anin arrived at the parking lot and there he sighed rough, it was certain he wanted to throw his face earlier, hunted he wanted to hit people so realized he was.

Anin looking for a taxi for her to stop, from Aksa's order the driver will pick up Anin, has been told by her husband if he wants to go home via message, type there.

“Eum, later if not the end will be unreadable by Aksa's myopic eyes. Ngeselin really use you know anyway,” said Anin with a snort of annoyance. His eyes had indicated his true anger, but he held it.

Anin rolled up her clothes, she stared at the clock that was circular in her hand it was already noon and she stared around the streets, no taxi passing ‘kah? Do not need people's work anymore, if you do not want to come here, one taxi just stop here.

“Quick or slow is the way? Keong very,” Anin who saw the taxi that was running towards him and where the road was long, made Anin just cluck annoyed.

Not using a five-star everything, he got into the taxi car and the car went perfectly, the feeling was the slow way really fast now.

“Pak, really if you go?”

“Oh that mbak, I have been ordered by the man just now keep asking to pick up his wife, mbak his wife turned out? Yes, I am wary of fearing different.” Answer the taxi driver and Anin frowned.

“Hah means how sir? Oh my husband by initials named Aksa huh, sir? What's not,” asked Anin, just afraid that he was wrong taxi. He wanted to stop the taxi, but the cab was approaching.

So, Anin tapped the gas in without asking again.

“No idea, because the guy just said pick up my wife. Later I love more money what not cost more,” said his brother was confused and Anin was surprised, later he entered there are people chasing. But, the sound of the notification made Anin shocked.

She opened her phone, and read whatsapp notifications from her husband.

That's your taxi, I ordered

Anin seemed to nod, she stared at the front street.

“Iya Sir, my husband told me.”

“OK, yes this is where mbak mauan? Where to drop by?” asked the taxi driver, Anin looked confused. He shook his head, finally the taxi turned according to directions from the intended location. Anin just kept quiet, she didn't know what he meant.

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Arriving at home, now Anin walks from the outside of the gate because he wants to walk alone does not want to be troublesome and what are the legs for? That way, there was a problem for the taxi driver earlier. It is impossible if the taxi driver had deliberately lowered Anin around this compound.

Where would it be, what else with a powerful person can be better conditioned maybe in the future.

Anin with a pale face was laying her body on the bed, after all the footrest that she passed, maybe if found her husband was most angry or told to leave. Just choose Anin, her husband wants to expel her who is pregnant. People who are no longer responsible.

Anin woke up from her sleep, where she wanted to close her eyes.

Because to be closed also this is not sleep-sleep.

“You what's good? Ngadem in refrigerator times, keep hanger.”

Anin also moved and took his flip-flops on the shelf, he stepped away from the room to feel how so the ice does not get bored what is so ice continues, the cold that there is.

Anin walked up the stairs one by one, staring around the house. No one, really not as usual sometimes there is a gathering so one, maybe even a blessing times. Think Anin, who knows who that is. The warm one, Anin can only resign if the problem of talking about a stingy employer.

“You make ice mix good times ..”

Anin now wants to make mixed ice, an experiment that is unlikely to fail if he thinks.

Anin stepped towards the kitchen, just as desolate as the atmosphere. Make goosebumps, fur kuduk Anin alone bristles and feels anxious taste. He took the materials he wanted to make, not seem to need too much material.

He opened the refrigerator, and once he clucked. Because the contents are full, without any stretch. Anin only mengademi here, because of the hot weather Anin ngadem first.

“So what do I do first?”

Anin confused made some materials that he had removed one by one from the refrigerator, actually want to make ice mix ala he himself. But, later if her husband comes home there is no food. She will be stamped as a useless wife for her husband who is tired of coming home, nothing.

“Healah, what to do. It went all the way here and there.” Enthusiast, he is lazy to think a lot should be willing to make snacks and ice mix according to his interests only.

Anin taps her arms and veil, then she throws it away so as not to interfere with the manufacturing process. Time yes want to dyed all the same mixed ice is not a fried puffer.

“OK, make delicious fried banana equal ice mix ..”

Anin sniffed the smell of the actual unpleasant aroma from earlier, until his nose twitched, feeling something strange just smell.

“Eh lo who? There are people not here, the smell is strange gini. Am I the only one who feels this air and smell huh?” Anin felt something was strange and she turned around with her eyes closed, opening little by little. It turns out that there is no one, whether it is indeed he who is just too kegeeran with a mystical smell.

“The intelligence and feeling are more concentrated huh buk? Hahaha, what the hell?” ask someone behind the wall, make Anin stop his activities and goosebumps himself.

Is there a bad guy who entered without asking permission to the people Aksa trusted to guard the house by having a security team that is more detailed.

“Hm, apparently want to execute what buk?”

“Nexecution of your eyes! Right here! I don't want to know, load ngadep not kek that way!” his challenge though heavy on the heart of the woman in the black veil, but he was sure all he gave to God the Creator and the Protector.

Seriate...

Sorry if not up😓😩... Yes because school reason 😌... So, just understand, from tomorrow onwards if there is time up continue kok🤣.

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