Ustadz It's my Imam
The Return of Part of the Company
After Windy's departure, Breena looked at her usual sister.
"Sir, are you okay?" ask Breena doubtfully.
"I'm okay princess" Ansel said with a sweet smile.
"Sister I heard all that, right?"
"Yes dear. Thank you for helping Brother" said Ansel sincerely.
"Ooohh it's not free, sister" Breena denied.
Ansel furrowed his brows until they fused together.
"You mean baby?"
"Breena means it, it's not free. Breena wants to ask for her reward" Breena said with a careless smile.
"Ooohh jeez I forgot that there is a sultan's pregnant here who could have an impromptu craving" complained Ansel dramatized.
"What does my sister want?"
"Uncle cars. Uncle uda promised" Breena said to collect Ansel's promise yesterday.
"Quiet darling. The car is still being searched for by Raihan" Ansel casually said, bringing Breena into his arms.
"Yyeeehhhhh thanks Uncle. Dear Uncle a lot" said Breena like a child.
Dayyan who saw the behavior of his wife and cousin brother could only sigh and shake his head.
She is Breena's husband but Ansel is the one who hugs Breena more often in public. It is not Dayyan who does not want to show off his affection in public. But it was Dayyan who could not do such a thing. He will feel awkward every time showing off intimacy in front of people. She had enough fun in the room and together with Breena.
If asked if Dayyan is jealous of Ansel? Of course the answer is no. How they are cousins.
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The evening was again made BBQ event for a farewell event because there are several groups who will return first to Jakarta. One of them is Selvi and Windy.
Selvi asks to return first for reasons of her work that cannot be abandoned. While Windy gave her reason, her mother asked her to return to her village, because there was business.
And the fhotographer team turns out tomorrow also has to return to Jakarta. Because they will print photos of Ani Brian and Anggi Dion.
"Hey you CEOs, aren't you going home tomorrow?" ask Juan.
"Nooo we still want to be here" Breena refused.
"Princess goes home yuk. When you come home is not the same princess anyway" persuaded Juan pouting like a five-year-old child.
"No. Dedek is still here. Still want to enjoy Daddy Brian's beloved island" Breena joked with her mocking smile.
"Princess doesn't love your brother?" rayu Juan's.
"Honey. But more affectionate with Abi" said Breena while looking at Dayyan who was beside her full of love.
"Yes, you know. But yuk's home? Princess didn't miss Mama Ratih?" juan said he tried to persuade Breena to go home too.
"Hey brother. The one you persuaded was someone's wife. Why did you take him home? Her husband is a goatee" said Brian who began to be careless with Juan's words.
"Bioh biarin. The one who was persuaded by her husband did not protest. Why is the former protesting" joked Juan with his dismissive smile.
"Waahhh ngajak fight this guy. All bring status again" Brian scolded.
"Casual Brother. Remember only status. Look who wears the blue hijab of the dream wife" said Juan while staring at Ani who was feeding Quin.
"Yes you're right brother, he is indeed the ideal wife candidate" Brian said confirming Juan's remarks.
"Remember the eye. The eyes can also be zina eyes if what is seen is not the mahram" Dayyan said.
"Hahahha is patient Bro. 3 weeks away" said Juan laughing satisfied to see the listless Brian.
"Princess so he wants to go home tomorrow" Juan again.
"Noo Brother. My brother came home. I was waiting for Daddy there. Brother has to take Daddy to England" Breena refused again.
"How will the Princess go home?"
"Bao. Breena can get home on another plane"
"Well my brother cringed" said Juan lethargic for not being able to persuade Breena to go home with him.
Some people enjoyed the last night on the island. Especially Windy. It stands on the beach. Looked at the dark-looking ocean.
"Well, is it all alone?" ansel asked as he put his jacket on Windy's body.
Windy was surprised to find Ansel who was standing next to him. Windy's glassy eyes looked at Ansel who was smiling at him.
There are not five steps. He felt a hug from behind his body. The hug she missed so much.
"Sorry" said Windy slowly.
"I'm sorry, baby. Sorry" said Windy, who was crying.
Ansel let go of Windy's embrace. And turned to look at her beloved girl who was crying. Her swollen eyes are getting swollen.
Without Windy noticing, Ansel took her into his arms. Suddenly, Windy's cry grew louder.
"Don't keep apologizing. I know it's hard for us. But if God says we are not a match, will until whenever we remain not a match" said Ansel softly.
"Don't cry anymore. I don't like to see your tears shed. Uda yes do not cry continuously" persuaded Ansel who replied nod by Windy.
"I hope that the soul mate that has been prepared by the late Father, is the best mate for you dear. I'm just looking for them. And they're good people. They will not love you like their own children. So accept them as sincere as your heart. Love them. Soon they will be your family" Ansel advised Windy.
"Yes dear. Sorry I wasn't honest with you. Sorry, my dear. I'm sorry" said Windy, who came back crying.
"Yes, I'm sorry you. Greetings are the same with your mother" said Ansel.
Ansel also wanted to take off his embrace. But Windy hugged him tightly.
"Let's be like this, baby. After this I can no longer feel your embrace" Windy asked.
Ansel also obeyed. He kissed the top of Windy's head dear. They just felt the pain they were experiencing.
For thirty minutes, Windy finally stopped him.
"Let's end our relationship well Win. After today think of me as just your best friend's brother. And I only consider you the best friend of my sister" Ansel asked with her sincere smile.
Windy smiled too. But Windy's smile still looks like it's forced.
"Yes Brother. Let's end our relationship" Windy said with a forced smile.
"Congratulations on your pertunanga. Hopefully smoothly until his H day" said Ansel while reaching out his hand which was immediately greeted by Windy.
"Thank you"
After that Ansel passed from the presence of Windy with his sincere smile. He is happy to take off his love well. After this he will achieve his happiness as well.
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In the morning, everyone gathered in the courtyard of the villa. They are waiting for a boat that will pick them up to deliver some groups who will return to Jakarta today.
There are only Breena, Dayyan, Ani, Brian, Quin, Anggi, Dion and Ansel. The rest will return to Jakarta today.
A different view this morning. Juan again wore his pilot uniform with the rank that was on his shoulder. He looks handsome.
Breena slowly approached her.
"Abang" call Breena spoiled.
"Yes Princess"
"Do you want a photo?" soft Breena pinta.
"Of course baby. Let's take a photo of both" invited Juan excitedly.
"No. Can't take both photos. Not his mahram" Dayyan refused firmly.
"Emm we photograph the four of us Bang. Sama Mba Selvi too" pinta Breena.
"By princess. Honey, let's take a photo of the four of us with Princess Breena" call Juan.
Selvi is approaching. With the position of two women in the middle and the men next to their respective partners.
Finished taking pictures, the boat that will take them has arrived.
"Heart on the way. Bring the plane and be careful" Breena said before Juan boarded the boat.
"Definitely princess. Come back soon. Brother is waiting for you in Jakarta" said Juan after that he went up to the boat.
Now it's Windy's turn to be alone. She hugged Breena and cried again.
"Heart on the road Win. Sorry last night I got angry with Lo and yelled at Lo" Breena said with a sorry face.
"Lo is not wrong. I was wrong, Lo. I ended my relationship with Brother Lo. Once again I'm sorry Bree" said Windy sincerely.
"Gue uda sorryin Lo Win"
Windy became the last passenger to board. After Windy had already sat down safely. The boat began to go away leaving one halal couple.2 couples headed for halal. And one single person.
"Gue go Brother. I let go of Lo. I hope that Lo will soon find a better replacement for Me. I know it's too heavy for us. God willing, this is our path to happiness. I love Lo Ansel Ivander Bagaskara" said Windy in his heart.
