The True Love of Isha
#CTI Part 40
After finishing bathing Isyah immediately changed pads and she immediately put on clothes, after finishing she wore a hijab and then she walked to Mr. Ben's room because she wanted to see the state of her Papa. After he got inside. "Papa .."call Isha from the doorstep and she goes straight in as Mr. Ben smiles at her.
"What, Papa's getting better?"ask Isyah while approaching Mr. Ben. "Already, after Papa has a grandson Papa will soon improve," replied Mr. Ben while stroking the head of Isyah wearing a hijab. "What a pity Papa, should I give Papa a grandson. But I also still want to go to school and graduate first .."in Isyah.
"Sa, maybe Mr. Salam misses you should just meet them today" said Mr. Ben made Isyah aware and smiled.
"Good, Pa. Then Isha left first." said Isyah who rushed away from Mr. Ben's room, when he arrived outside he met with Aril and he immediately lowered his head. "Hey, wait!"yelled Aril and Isha instantly stopped her steps. "What the hell else, he. It was enough of this heartache and he still added it again .." said Isyah in his heart.
"I want to talk." said Aril very coldly. "Can't, because Isa wants to go to the father's house." refused Isha very quickly and he immediately walked towards the house of Mr. Salam.
Aril just stared at Isyah's departure and he went straight into his room because he and Erla were getting married, a few weeks away and their wedding would be held very luxurious as Erla requested.
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Now Isha had reached the house of Mr. Salam and he went inside without knocking on the door first. "Assalamualaikum." said Isha but no one answered him, so he immediately looked for the existence of his exit but. It seems like Pak Salam's family has been on the move as usual in this Mr. Salam and Fia working in Self-Service. While Bu Jima takes care of the car and motorcycle washing business. "It seems they've gone everything .. "said Isyah who was sitting in the living room and she heard a snoring and she immediately rushed off towards her brother's room.
Isyah saw Nyia sleeping like a buffalo who was snoring loudly and he immediately approached Nyia. "Nlila!"yelled Isyah and Nyia immediately woke up.
"Ohhhhkk!"yelled Nyia who was very surprised to scream Isyah earlier and Isyah immediately laughed. "It's Sunday, Nyia wants to sleep" Nyia said as she rubbed her eyes because she was still sleepy.
"Yes, Brother went home first continue your sleep .. "said Isyah who stroked Nyia's hair and he rushed away from Nyia's room.
"Did I just come to Swalayan, ah. It will be night when they all come home." - Isha in his heart.
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Fia was arranging the items onto the shelf and she glanced at Gilang who was constantly staring at her face. Fia did not care about Gilang's gaze he continued his work until it was finished, he returned to Karis' desk and Gilang approached him while carrying his groceries.
"May I have your phone number?"tanya Gilang very gently made Fia smile.
"Come," answered Fia who wrote down her mobile number on the paper and she gave it to Gilang, after she finished counting Gilang's groceries she smiled at Gilang.
"Thank you, for the phone number." said Gilang who rushed to leave Fia and leave from Self-service.
"He seems like a good man, for there are no mafia faces in him." - Inner Fia.
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"How is it, I don't like her because she's a dark-skinned girl and I can't possibly cancel this plan. Because papa will be angry with me later on whether papa there is a disease, somehow he will last longer .. "said Amit lirih.
Amit closed his Leptop and then he began to walk towards Isyah's room after until he went straight inside, seen Isyah was studying in his sleep companion while watching his favorite funny cartoon slowly Amit approached him.
"Sah .. "call Amit just contact Isyah immediately wearing his hijab and he immediately got up and sat down. "I'm sorry, I didn't knock on the door first." added Amit and Isyah just smiled.
"I actually want to say something. After we get married you'll pretend to be pregnant and we'll adopt a child." explained Amit made Isyah raise her eyebrows next to her. "Understand me?"ask Amit, for Isha is silent.
"Why don't you do it, Bang?"isha's reply made Amit pat her on the forehead. "Oh, it's not like that, it means we are married why do not have children just why should take care of people's children." added Isyah made Amit think hard about Isha's speech.
"True, if papa lives a long life and makes my adopted son as the heir to the meal I will lose. Uh, why do I pray for bad papa anyway."Amit's in his heart.
"Very much to say, I left first .. "said Amit who rushed away from Isha's room and Isha resumed his lessons. Because next week he has a class exam and he has to study hard in order to be able to go to class.
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Amit walked outside and he immediately rode his motor sport to the black mafia house, because he wanted to stop being the boss there because he wanted to repent no longer made a crime. After arriving he went straight inside and was welcomed warmly by the children of the black Mafia.
"It's not been a long time, Boss." said Ken with a smile knotted to Amit and Amit just silent. "Dissolve the black mafia, because I won't want to be boss anymore. Because I want to focus on looking after my dad and my wife later." said Amit to surprise the black Mafia kids.
Because Amit was a mafia for a long time even they always did evil and good. "What about us?"ask Ken who represents the voice of the black Mafia children.
"I have prepared three workshops, in one workshop consisting of ten people and all that for you ... We'll be together even if we're no longer mafia, I don't want to see papa unhappy because his son became a mafia."amit said as he stared at the living room ceiling and the black Mafia children were silent.
"You know what, Ken? The doctor said that if papa has a step disease and there is no cure for it," Amit revealed to make Ken sad and immediately approached Amit.
"Patience, our boss will help papa Boss get well." promised Ken and the black Mafia boys who will be the boys of the black workshop. Amit smiled and they all hugged each other while putting back their work into a black mafia.
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