UHIBBUKA!
UF X
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If your love for someone takes you away from God.
Allah will keep you from that love.
If your love for someone brings you closer and obedient to God.
Allah will bring you closer, that you may weave your hearts together in the shade of Religion.
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On a clear morning, the sun began to rise again. Performing the duties of the Creator of Nature. To provide warmth replacing the night. This morning, Rayhan was already struggling with the sheets of documents and a laptop on his desk. Indeed, every end of the month, the man always intervenes alone to check the course of the business he has pioneered.
Check sales, financial statements, and inventory of trade goods and service equipment. All of Rayhan himself will control her at the end of each month.
The man was focused on studying the documents compiled by Doni a few days ago as a routine report.
The sound of the door opening made Rayhan divert his attention, the man was astonished. Usually no one dared to enter before obtaining permission from him.
And even more astonished when he saw Clara appear from behind the door while shouting her name.
"My Han!" The girl's cry was overjoyed, making Rayhan shudder in horror. Clara ran happily closer to Rayhan. The girl with minimal clothing lacking the material wanted to reach Rayhan's body.
"Stop!" The man in the black shirt shouted as he raised his hand giving a warning.
"Morning Han, miss you so much." Without the cue Clara immediately sat on Rayhan's lap, the girl's hand coiled around her neck.
Rayhan closed his eyes, his heart slightly stunned. He's not comfortable like this!
It is true that he is a drunken man who is far from the teachings of religion, but he still clearly understands how the boundaries in religion.
Rayhan pushed Clara's body away, the man stood up and stared intently with emotion.
"Lo want to tease me?" Ask her with a furious look.
"So, you feel tempted?" Clara smiled, blinking one eye.
Rayhan looked at the girl, from head to toe. Really, Rayhan hates women like this a lot. Who does not know how to value himself.
"Not at all!" Ketusnya, then sit back and check the documents. Clara sighed, then sat down at the table. Facing himself to Rayhan. The girl rubbed Rayhan's black hair randomly.
"What really?" The girl looked down at Rayhan's face, the man closed his eyes again avoiding the unpleasant sight before his eyes. The skimpy clothes Clara wore, making her chest part clearly visible.
"Do you know where I'm from?" Rayhan was astonished, not all this time no one knew about the business he was running.
"So I went home, mama said you were just leaving so I followed. It turns out lo pinter business too huh." Clara circulated a sweeping look at this fairly spacious room.
Clara's eyes accidentally caught an object, a picture frame in the corner of the room. The girl immediately picked up and showed Rayhan.
"He who?" Asked Clara in a dislike tone, the girl looked back at the photo. In that frame, the figure of a beautiful girl smiled cheerfully with her brownish hair. Clara frowned, realizing the same photo as a girl who was in the background of Rayhan's phone.
Rayhan glanced at him, then snatched the photo. She doesn't like hers at nudging others without permission.
"Gue once said, you're not senile, are you?" Rayhan asked indifferently, staring at the photo.
The girl again exhaled, walking closer to Rayhan. There was a hint of doubt in his mind, a stronger desire made Clara solidify the intention.
Clara sat back on Rayhan's lap, but the man did not react in surprise. A warm kiss landed perfectly on his lips. Rayhan widened his eyes, the next second the man pushed roughly on Clara's body.
"Damn! Damn it." Bump her while rubbing her own rough lips.
The man was angry, for many years he had always kept the 'one' he had never done with any other woman other than Kayla before.
Clara lowered her head, at first she thought Rayhan was going to melt. But his guess was wrong, it was precisely the swearing he received.
"Damn it! Is that all you can do to steal my attention, huh?!" Rayhan shouted furiously. Makes Clara lower.
"Originally you know, I'm sickest of rich girls. Don't equate me with other men, who can be withered with seduction!" Rayhan still continued to yell, the longer his words the more hurtful he became. Believe me, Rayhan had a spicy mouth that he would use to hurt his interlocutors.
"Han." Wiry of the girl, her head was still bowed. Not daring to look at the furious Rayhan.
"Think Clara! Your behavior was even lower than that of a pel4cur!"
The deg! A single tear managed to slide on the girl's face, let alone wipe her tears. Even lifting his face he did not dare. His heart ached, from the many men he had dated. Just this time there was a man who refused, even to the point of demeaning Clara.
"Lo tau pel4cur right, they do it with a fee. While lo, do not get paid. I'm not asking!"
Clara suddenly looked up, staring at Rayhan sharply. The girl moved towards Rayhan.
Plaac! The man turned his head to the left as one slap landed on his face. Don't ask the culprit, it's definitely Clara the prime suspect.
"So, you mouth Han! I'm doing all this for you, but you're a hypocrite! I know it's no different than any other guy!" Clara wiped away the tears with the back of her hand. The girl ran away leaving Rayhan still cackling cynically.
Enough already! There was already too much pain that Rayhan had inflicted on the girl. All things Clara has done to conquer her heart, but again only rejection can she.
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Rayhan walked leisurely, with both hands nailed to his pants. Every now and then the man whistled to circulate the view, down every corner of the long-abandoned artificial lake scene. Nothing special about this place, nothing at all!
Only a lake filled with weeds around it, with some weathered park benches in the past. This artificial park has long been abandoned, along with buried memories.
"Be mine or I'll be yours" The sentence goes back to the memory. Do you know who that sentence was for?
Rayhan's steps came to a halt, upon seeing the figure of the girl standing in the distance. The veiled girl stood facing the vast expanse of greenish lake. A faint smile rose on the man's lips. Whether this is coincidence or fate, but it is beyond belief that they will meet again in this place.
But if it goes deeper. In life there is no coincidence, even if you meet someone you don't know is God's destiny. Who will know if in the future you are reunited, or even united in a deep sense.
"Assalamualaikum, ninja."
Kayla turned her head, looking for a figure who just said hello. He saw a man in a black shirt standing far away.
"Getishalight." Answer the girl, then take a look. Kayla smiled, just now she was thinking about the man. And the real thing is now in front of the eyes. What a powerful power prayer is, right? Just some time you promised, now it's been granted.
"Do you miss me, ninja?" The typical hoarse voice of the man was again heard.
Kayla chuckled, it had been her taste since the last time she heard that special call. Kayla misses that call. A call that might only be given to one.
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