AMONG THE 3A
CHAPTERS 119. DA3A

Amir was stunned where he saw something beyond reason. He wanted to approach the couple but logic scuttle his steps forward.

"Ga, I have to find out first .. he may just be similar."

Although the heart refused to turn, the whisper of lust reminded him of a consciousness that he did not want to accept.

Mir, keep your eyes on me.

Alex, waiting for him, was astonished when his employer returned with a facial expression that suggested something was bothering him.

"Den Mas, why?"

"Ga apa Bang, to Naya yuk," he asked.

When he arrived at the location of Queeny, Naya caught an uncomfortable gurgle on the sister's face. Still with millions of questions printed clearly on Amir's face, Naya approached when the stand situation began to be quiet.

"Sister, are you ok? I'll talk to you for a minute but not here."

"Where's maira? invite and Nduk," he said in response to his sister as if he felt the same way that he also needed someone who was willing to listen to his brain abnormalities now.

They then headed to an ice-shop in a stand of food and beverage. Sit on a bench near the entrance.

"At first, I was like hearing the voice of Aiswa .. it was a bit hoarse and maybe he was flu but the accent I still remember .. sorry Brother, I'm not provoking but it's probably just my race."

"Sir, you know?. in Singapore, I also saw the same thing... The watch you used to want to see, one of the black series with circular blue ocean strips ... it was actually a couple with Aiswa, I've reconfirmed that the design is indeed only one at my request first."

"Then?"

"The girl I saw in Singapore, wearing a watch similar to mine and Aiswa ... Nduk, what?"

"Aiswa is alive? could it? ... Sis, I'm asking for your help, yes" Naya is excited.

"Don't, I'm sure even if Mas Panji finds out something this time he won't tell you the truth.

"Sister, but .. This is just a guess, right?"

"True, I'll make sure Nduk, pray for me yes," he looked at his sister.

"I doain Brother, be excited." His grip was tightly on the palm of his brother's hand that was clenched on the table.

There's a lot I have to make sure, if that's really you, baby, wait for me to pick you up.

After a serious conversation with Naya. His sister asked permission to go to the toilet for a while. Maira who in her carrying was he entrusted to the brother.

That adorable plump baby Amir brought around. Maira asks the uwa to take her to a cotton candy stand with a funny shape that attracts her attention.

"Maira wants? later the same permission mother first yes, may or not, patient darling," kiss on the hand fat trying to reach the candy on the display.

This scene did not escape the attention of someone across whom he did not realize until a voice surprised him.

Is that your son Bii?

"Loh, Mas Amir meet again .. eh this is his son huh?" doctor Rayyan's Voice.

"Doctor Rayyan, is here too? alone?"

"With Aeyza, somewhere he was, like the crossbreeds," he replied while looking for Aiswa who was hiding behind a stand not far from there.

Netra shade Amir shimmering around. His gaze caught the silhouette of the girl wearing a navy dress, which he had chased this afternoon.

For a moment he turned his face when Amir realized his existence.

"Sorry Doctor, this is not my son, precisely this is my nephew," he said out loud hoping Aiswa heard.

"This is my real mother Doctor, meet my sister."

"Oh I think, because it looks like .. let's join, I'm forcing him to fill his stomach because after this he is busy," he said to invite Amir to join and.

"Thanks Doctor, we'll prepare stand Queeny back for the season after the show tonight .. Excuse me." Naya rejects Doctor Rayyan's subtle invitation.

After their departure, Aiswa returned to her seat.

"Who was that? husband and wife?" the fishing rod wants to know if his ears are hearing wrong or vice versa.

"Tweet my patients in Singapore, they're brother and baby brother's sister's child .. you go anywhere anyway, eat first quickly, you want the event."

My hearing isn't wrong, I thought he was Bii's son. His smile spread out from behind the mask.

"I'm fasting, you're the Doctor."

"Where there's a fasting weekend, don't nag."

"My throat hurts to swallow, instead of eating ga mood mending fasting, I first want to be ready." Aiswa got up and left Rayyan there who was eating her dish.

"Your luck, Aey .. I'm hungry, fighting also needs energy," this time he was indifferent to Aiswa's reaction.

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Amir chose to remain in the stand Naya while her sister returned to the hotel with her baby sitter to rest.

Before long, Mega returned to the location of the stand carrying a change of clothes owned by Amir because his employer was going to attend the event at night. While he and Alex remain at the Queeny stand.

Ba'da maghrib, through loudspeakers, invited guests who have been present are welcome one by one to the ballroom, still in the same location.

The show has been opened by the performance of the local band that entertained when Amir arrived.

The atmosphere of the ballroom that had indeed been dimmed so that the audience focused on the catwalk began to display a row of models with a slim body all the way, walking to show off the design of the designers who participated in the event.

Reportedly Travelaja invited some talented beginner designers from various well-known campuses in the country of fashion trend printers, one of which is the UK. The two famous Queen Elizabeth state campuses attract five of their best students from various levels. No exception Aiswa, one of the scholarship candidates at the central Saint Martin london.

When the models of these designers showcase their design work, the designer accompanied by the MC expressed the hidden intent of the theme of the dress they are carrying.

When it was Aiswa's turn, she advanced to the podium next to the stage when one by one her draft dress came out. Still with a mask covered face and a slightly discordant voice.

"I call it pure like a zamzam, inspired by the persistence of Siti Hajar who seven times back and forth hill sofa marwah looking for water to sourced spring zamzam under the feet of Prophet Ismail, when his hopes began to thin and depend only on God."

"Pure, I used the color dyeing technique up to seven times to get the white gradation I wanted. Detail accent swaroski stone as well as other pure rocks that also make it sparkle."

"Pure, like love, purity of love, thinning hope sometimes without us noticing, this persistence has brought a miracle to open a new story, like my journey."

Amir could not be seen the face covered with masks in front of him, from his stool. Intentionally the net was washed away.

Aiswa could it be you? God don't let himself wallow in sin if he's not for me anymore.

He then asked the officer for a piece of paper to give it to Aiswa later during the question and answer session.

I'll assemble them all one by one.

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