The True Love of Isha
#CTI Part 17
Isyah ordered her Favorite food at the restaurant and she also ordered her orange juice, after ordering their food just silence in each other's minds.
Very expensive food here, just like that to millions. Batin Ishah's.
"Hey, why are you looking at me like that?"said Amit who saw Isha staring at him constantly.
"Ha, me?"isyah asked very nervously, while wailing.
"Geez, obviously you're the time of the father." said Amit while rubbing his face rough.
North polar base, his taunya angry constantly. He's like a chameleon sometimes nice and instantly turns into a ketus like a two-door refrigerator. Batin Ishah's.
After arriving at the order they immediately ate their own food, after finishing eating Amit immediately brought Isha home because he had a little business work.
Amit propelled his bike at high speed so that he could get home soon, Isyah felt very afraid he continued to hug Amit because he was afraid of falling.
After arriving at their home directly into their respective rooms, Amit immediately opened his laptop and he immediately checked the important files.
Why do I feel so guilty to her, my heart is a rock but. Why is it now like water melting ... Inner Amit.
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Isha let go of her hijab and she put her body on her mattress while closing her eyes, she fell asleep and she could still hear a rare foot approaching her but, her eyes seemed to not open.
The footsteps stopped right in front of him and he immediately opened his eyes very quickly.
"Bang, turn your back!"yelled Isha, who saw Amit in front of his eyes, Amit turned back quickly, but he saw Isha not wearing the hijab for the first time.
She's beautiful if she doesn't wear the hijab, Amit's inner self.
After Isyah finished wearing the hijab she sat on the lip of the bed while staring annoyed at Amit, because it had disturbed her nap.
"Say?"isha said very loudly for the first time.
"So your father came to us, he said that his daughter was already fruitful and did not want to see him again" Amit revealed, making Isha round her eyes.
"Forgotten, Bang, yes!" asked Isyah very gently and sweetly.
If I myself there must be Erla just as much Aril friendly, I can also be the same about this North Pole. Batin Ishah's.
"Alright, come." said Amit who rushed away and Isha followed Amit's footsteps from behind.
After finishing outside Amit was about to ride his motorbike but, Isyah held him back he requested that Amit and himself just walk away. Because the distance of Mr. Ben and Swalayan's house is not far just across.
When they were about to cross the road Ishaah holding Amit's hand suddenly made Amit speechless.
Actually this is my first time, being held in my hand like this by a woman. Inner Amit.
Slowly they began to cross the road after until Ishah saw that it had begun to crowded visitors, he went inside and left Amit outside.
Isha saw people shopping and she approached her father who was at the cashier.
"Assalamualaikum, "
"Wa'alaikumsalam ... Wherever the son of this father." said Mr. Salam who smiled sweetly to his son.
"So, Isa came out the same bang Amit. Sir."obviously Isyah while smiling shyly.
"Wa, there is a lot of progress from you yes, I pray that you are fooled like Aril and Erla." said Mr. Salam to make Isyah immediately changed feelings.
Stupid, does that mean they're getting married. What about my fate. Batin Ishah's.
"Son, "call Mr. Salam who sees his son suddenly daydreaming.
"Ha, Isa go home first. Sir, because there's a lot of school work." said Isyah who kissed Mr. Salam's hand and then he left.
Amit who had just entered into directly out again chasing Isyah who ran to the park, Amit saw Isyah sitting on the park bench while crying bitterly.
Amit approached Ishaah and sat down beside Isha.
"Sa, tell me what's going on?"amit said very gently.
Isha stared at Amit's face and wiped away his tears.
"Bang Amit, bang Aril wants to marry Erla and what about my fate .." Isyah said in her tears.
"meaning?"ask Amit who does not understand what Isha said.
"I am sure as long as you clearly hear my words, and how no man will marry a woman like me" Isha said in her sobs.
"Em ..."Amit patted him on the shoulder he hinted for Isha to lean on his shoulder.
Isyah directly leaned on Amit's shoulder while scavenging sob.
How is this, I will ask Aril to take responsibility for all his actions, it could be that he wants to marry a smelly child like Erla, not out of my mind. Inner Amit.
"Come, we go home today it looks like it's going to rain." said Amit who looked at the sky was getting dark.
"But, what about my fate .." said Isyah while looking at Amit's face with a cute look.
"Abang will talk about this to Aril." said Amit very gently to make Isyah smile.
Isha hugged Amit and she let go of his embrace.
"Thank you, Bang .." said Isha they started walking.
When it's on the way and it's raining, it's freaking out for Amit, "Rain, let's get there."
Amit took Isyah to the patrol station and they sat there waiting for the rain to subside.
"When are we here, Bang?"asked Isha who was starting to feel very cool.
Amit took off his jacket and put his jacket on Isha.
"If we go home, you can get sick let this be just for a moment anyway." said Amit who tried to warm Isha's body, by hugging Isha.
Just try me still virgin, maybe I prefer to be with bang Amit like what has been arranged by papa. Batin Ishah's.
After they waited for an hour the rain finally stopped and they immediately rushed home, because they were afraid the rain would fall again and make them unable to go home.
Isyah went into his room and he was still wearing Amit's jacket and he just went in, he opened the jacket and he took the jacket to the laundry room.
He slowly washed Amit's jacket because he was afraid that Amit would be angry with him if he did not wash Amit's jacket.
After he finished washing he went straight back into his room and he felt very sick in his stomach, he sat on the lip of the bed while enduring a tremendous pain until he shed his tears.
"O Allah, pain is usually not this painful." said Isha in her tears.
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