WHEN I MISS PRAYER

Episode 65 - Ikhlas Chestplated

Morning again greet the people who are still given the pleasure to breathe. Return to activities on a happy weekend. Ihsan chose to visit his parents in one of the cities known as the city of rain. Missing the sister is also the main desire to return home.

Salwa enjoyed her morning with a cup of tea on the terrace of her house. While sitting and looking at the sheet that was given last night by Asham. Before long, a cute little creature approached him and greeted him.

"mba salwa." Say it with a smile.

"hey, noha.. " Reply while stroking Noah's cheek.

"the sponge cake from mas assyam. " Nuha said as she set her eyes on the kaka who was waiting in front of the house.

Asyam threw a smile as Salwa's eyes looked towards him.

"thank you as much as noha. Her cake mba salwa mingka eat for a friend to drink tea. " Salwa said to Noah.

Noah just shook his head with a happy face and ran straight towards Asham, then whispered a message from Salwa. Asyam immediately lifted his body and looked back at Salwa, shaking his head as a telling gesture to go back inside the house.

"o Allah, this time strengthen my heart so as not to waver over whatever attitude he has towards me. I'll leave my heart to You if you don't put him for me." Salwa prayer in his heart.

Given the pain of his love rejection, Salwa did not want to treat the same wound a second time. This time he will only surrender with God's decree on his soul mate, although it will still hurt if he sees it with others. Little pain, pain caused because there was once love for him.

Spend the days loving yourself. Carry out their duties and obligations at work and teaching, make friends with the people who visit in their lives and also improve themselves from time to time.

True said Asma, love yourself first in order to shower love for the loved one. We should be happy because of love. Love yourself to be happy, to love happily.

"mas...today you went to work ?" Ask Asma.

"yes. Sorry, I can't spend my weekend today. " Farhan answered while holding Asthma's head.

"i .. can you come with me ? nemenin's in room ?" Asma asked while tidying up Farhan's collar.

"sure to ? not bosen ?" Ask Farhan.

"yes. Can you please ?" Pinta Asthma.

"yes baby. Today I briefly doang ko. I want to check my patients. If there are no new patients, I go home. " obviously.

"yuk.. " She said while carrying her bag.

Farhan hugs her out of the room to get to the garage and bids Papa and Mama.

Ihsan spent time with her sister while walking and eating together. In one of the cafes, Ihsan talked with his sister while enjoying a snack he ordered.

"so how's your ta'aruf ?" Ask Ihsan.

"raine is not suitable bang." The answer.

"cancel again ?" Tanya Ihsan who replied nod by Raina.

"how does my brother relate to asthma ?" Ask Raina.

"yes. like that.. " Reply Ihsan while enjoying his drink.

"branch.. Stop expecting something we can't possibly have. In the past, although it felt impossible, but asthma is still alone. He belongs to someone else now." Raina.

"yes, brother knows. " Reply.

"but you know, removing it is not as easy as presenting it. " Ihsan.

Raina was just speechless looking at Ihsan who in her eyes still held a lot of hope with Asma. The impossibility that he always imposed. The path of destiny is still being fought against. Even though he said he would take it off with sincerity. But not as easy as a boneless tongue, of course the heart will feel the weight of loss.

Farhan arrived at his room. Again he found a box at his desk. His hand came up and touched him. Asthma is still cool looking around the workspace of the husband while putting his bag on the sofa.

Farhan quickly walked over, opened the door and looked around. Asthma is confused by the husband's attitude and approaches.

"mas.. " She said while holding Farhan's shoulder.

"what's up ?" Ask Asma.

Farhan did not reply and just stared at the box full of annoyance.

"why, mas ?" Ask Asma who took hold of the box and moved to her hand.

Farhan left Asma and leaned against the disofa. Asthma followed him and slowly unfolded the lid of the brown box decorated with pink ribbons. Asthma takes the paper and reads it.

...Let me try and keep showering you with love....

He saw the box behind the paper. There was a box of beautifully arranged fruit salads inside a transparent box.

"from your fans yes.." Asma said without burden, looking at the husband.

Farhan looked at him in surprise, finding Asthma so calm without jealousy.

"that's why you ask, asthma." Said Farhan lifting his back that was attached to the sofa.

Asma moved to sit next to her husband while showing his soothing smile.

"mas.he will send this food to you. Food is one of the windfalls. Yesterday I did not seneng my husband dapet fortune. " Reply Asthma.

"asthma. This is the windfall of people who intend not to be good with our relationship." Said Farhan while staring at Asma.

"from Xena, right ?" Ask Asma.

Farhan just looked at him, not replying with a word.

"xena, let me take care of her if she's still bothering you. The important thing is that you don't give her the slightest gap to get close to you. " Obviously Asthma.

Asthma then stretched out her hand for Farhan to enter her soothing embrace.

"thank you baby, you've always been a soothing wife and always given me peace. " Said Farhan.

"youdh, now you're on duty first. I want to push ya. If you want to go home, I will tell you. " Obviously Asma stroked both cheeks of the husband.

Farhan also landed a sweet kiss of Asthma with a happy feeling. Farhan is grateful to this place that has brought him to Asma who once lay weak, but felt full of love.

Asyam did his job in the room with a chaotic mind. An agitated heart and a mind that is always remembered by its treatment of Salwa. How the woman bore shame on her attitude. The shadows have continued to be disturbing since Asyam was determined to treat Salwa well like other friends.

With a chaotic mood, Asham exited the room to the terrace to look for freshness. But in fact what was found was the figure of the girl who disturbed his mind, who was gracefully drying clothes.

His eyes could not take his eyes off the figure of Salwa that he hated. A beautiful girl who only follows the feelings in her heart. How can he hurt the feelings of those who love him, who sincerely give love to a new person.

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