When Your Love Knocks on the Door of My Heart

Meet Ibra

A young man with black eyes descended from the silver car in front of me. Standing around with a smile to decorate his face.

From his neat clothes and masculine appearance to guess must be the man in front of me is a businessman who makes money.

"Hey, Almira Rashad. Accomplished young lecturer and graduation with cumlaude. How are you?"

I frowned trying to unravel my memory of who the man in front of me seemed to have memorized who I was.

"Deliberately do you want to make others wretched?" I looked at him sharply while trying to notice the look on his face.

The man smiled coldly.

"I've estimated as much detail as possible. You won't be doomed. Oh yeah, you seem to forget me?" he said with a mocking smile.

I took off my helmet and lowered the standard of my favorite bike. I still don't remember who this masculine man is.

"Al, you have completely forgotten me" he grimly shook his hand in front of my face.

"I'm sorry for that, if you may remind me where we met" I noticed a change in his disappointed face.

The man took a breath and leaned his body against the door of his car.

"I'm Ibra your old high school friend. Forget it too?, or do I remind you how you threw me with a basketball until I fainted?"

I laughed and remembered everything. I stood up seriously and noticed Ibra's extraordinary appearance changing. His name is Ibrahim Akbar Maulana. Commonly called Ibra, a friend of other High School majors but if you gather together.

"That's right, your ugly nature has never gone away in the past. Always laughing like a kuntilanak in front of me. It is only fitting that until now you do not sell" he said.

Suddenly I grabbed her hair neat and look smooth. Ibra screaming. It does.the nature of his ngondek eliminates his male status.

"Gallot very, Al. Ilangin your nature so that the spiffy can be a mate" he said while removing my hand from his hair.

I smiled wryly every time he mentioned my status, but I was so happy to meet Ibra.

"Reduce mocking me. Uh, how do you know it was me?" I leaned back on the outskirts of Ibra's car door that looked expensive and luxurious.

Ibra fixed her hair. I couldn't help but laugh at her attitude.

"When did you become a real man?" I added making Ibra glare.

"I've been following you for the past two weeks. I wasn't sure it was you at first, but after several times searching for information and stalking I became sure it was you. How can you be in this town, Al?" Ibra put her hand in her pants pocket.

I laugh.

"Find a yuk hangout, I'll tell you everything. But as an apology because you've made me almost wretched today you pay me to eat and drink" my sword was without further ado. Ibra laughed out loud.

How handsome Ibra is if he is a real man. Ibra laughed a little, and nodded in agreement.

"I know a good place in town. Follow me, it is not good also we chat on the side of the road like this" said Ibra gallantly. I smiled in agreement.

I followed the direction of Ibra's car turning towards a spacious and luxurious restaurant.

"Welcome to Ibra. Please have the room prepared" he said politely. Ibra smiled and greeted the two men with dignity.

"Thank you Arif and Herdi. Everything is good yaaa?" sweep it elegantly. I smiled watching Ibra without blinking.

What a drastic change in an Ibra. How perfect would Ibra's life be if she truly repented.

"Huh, I know what's in your brain. Stop using me" whispered Ibra startling me.

I grinned to feel caught Ibra can guess my julid's mind. We sat in a private room that seemed to have been prepared.

"I see you are respected here. They all respect you. Don't2 this is your restaurant, huh?" I grabbed the juice glass available on the table in front of us.

Ibra smiled slightly. His female style appeared instantly.

"Yes right, I'm the owner of this restaurant. I started it 7 years ago. Thank God it's a breed, Al. Now I'm trying to open a branch in the city of R. Well.just get a soul mate there" Ibra smiled proudly. I am proud of his achievements.

"My feeling used to be that you really like things that smell of beauty, why so have a restaurant business?" I looked at Ibra's handsome and clean face.

"Accomplished, Al. In the city of Inj I have a famous salon and spa and many customers. Come and take care of yourself in my salon. Free for you when you want" Ibra laughed.

I smiled a little.

"Lucky to see you. Hey, looks like I should ask you this honestly. Already have a girlfriend?"

Ibra laughed softly.

"It's hard to find one that really can and wants my flaws, Al" he said slowly...

I smiled at his hand. Clap her hands slowly.

"You have to be sure you look normal now, Ibra. No one knows your funny background. But you're hot on women, right??"

Ibra sneered

"I'm normal, Al"

"Have you tried?" so much for general. Ibra frowned.

"You mean?"

I smiled and half whispered

"Try to fuck a woman"

Sontak Ibra flinched and murmured.

"You never change" Ibra sipped mango juice on the table. It looks upset on his face. I laughed amusedly.

When Ibra was in school it was always entertainment for our group. Besides he is very good and social he also likes to joke and broad-minded.