AMONG THE 3A
184. THE ANXIETY OF TWO GIRLS
"Bear."
"Yes?"
"You've always relieved me, in a different way, thanks Honey. I'm trying to make up for all the time that's been wasted. Aeyza made me realize how much service I was lacking to Papa, especially Mama. While I do not have enough time because maybe soon Papa's responsibility towards me after already ... I. I, Bear me, ðŸ˜," Dewiq wrote while holding back sobs, sobbing, he sat in a garden chair accompanied by Ulfa.
"Marsha, I will not prevent you from continuing to worship your parents. He will continue to support people who try tirelessly."
"Life is not just about getting what you want, but appreciating what you have, and patiently waiting for who will approach, the most important thing is how quickly you get up .. yes, do not force yourself again. Please look at me Sha, if you're reluctant to do it for yourself, at least you think of me or Mama, OK?"
"Mas, thank you so much for caring with Brother,🥺." Mama wrote with a sense of haru, indeed she was lucky Dewiq got a figure like Ahmad who nurtured and could dampen the ambitions of his daughter, although sometimes gesrek.
"My duty is Ma, to my Marsha...."
"I'm coming home Bear, I'm coming home. Not going to class anymore...."
"Rest first until fit yes Sha, then continue again. Your dream will be waiting for you anyway, yes 'Azizie...."
"🥺 Yes Bear."
"What does that mean?" My mother asked Ahmad.
"Secret, Mama's gonna go berserk. Yes, Ma, I want to continue working again."
"Fii amanillah, Sha, let me know if you're home."
"Today you guys bonus mama dah, say baby, honey, Mama diemin."
"More have many been tame Mama today ðŸ¤, Assalamu'alaikum." Ahmad ended the chat.
Ahmad put his phone back on the table. He put his head on the back of a chair in the travel office. The net closed, it was like flying to London, providing support for his future wife.
He knows, being a husband Dewiq certainly can not be selfish to have the whole girl even though her status is a person who is more entitled to the wife.
Dewiq was prepared by Hermana Arya as his successor. This is what makes him often self-conscious.
"You and I are both firstborn, Sha, a lot of responsibility that we carry on each other's shoulders. Hopefully Buya will never make a choice for me to choose you or the cottage because both of them I can not choose" Ahmad monologue.
"God willing, I will keep looking for ways to keep things in sync, dreams and your family and me and my family in the midst of wanting to build our own little family, stay with me, Sha." Ahmad closed some of the files that were still open. He wanted to look at the face of his girlfriend who was made into laptop wallpaper.
"Through this sweet face turns out Dewiq arzu save many stories. I need someone who has a modern vision of mission considering that Buya holds many hopes for me and God leads me to you, my little Marsha, love you dear."
Twenty minutes passed.
Ting. Incoming message notification.
Mama sent a message back to Ahmad. Said that Dewiq had arrived home and went straight to his room.
"He's kind of like you, Mom. Also, there is not much debate directly to sleep after drinking warm ginger and Mama's body to warm," said Mama gave a photo of her future wife covered on a couch.
"Alhamdulillah, I'm relieved. Honestly had worried that he was angry earlier Ma," replied Ahmad.
"Neither .. Thanks to you."
"Sama-sama Ma, I used to ashar yes, here it is four o'clock... oh yes Ma, the end of this month so right go home? I want to ask Papa something, "he asked again.
"It seems so, if Brother is healthy. Gih, go straight to Papa ya."
"Ma, want to ask about Dewiq's period how long?"
"Six to eight days, if he doesn't stress .. This is mandatory huh Mas?" rosalie asked in surprise because Amir had also asked her and umma.
"Ok Mas, Mama answered completely later."
Ahmad again ended his conversation with the future-in-law. He then rushed to perform the Ashar prayer and intended to meet Hermana Arya.
Bear, why am I missing you so much. Though only a glance but my heart is sure of you, My Bear Ahmad Hariri.
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As per Doctor Rayyan's request, Aiswa tried to contact Dwiana. Both guests were still staying at the husband's residence, deliberately detained by Amir so that Rayyan returned with an answer.
Discussion of both regarding the consideration of residence was agreed last night. Jakarta became the best choice place for now even though Mama finally relented and this time had to follow Rayyan leaving Bandung.
Trowels. Trowels.
The ringing of his phone hung in the air, unanswered until the last second.
"Hallo, Aish sorry." The voice of a girl with a breath of teesaput.
"Why Dwi? you marathon?"
"No, my phone missed in the toilet, thankfully it's still there. This is me running in a hurry earlier," he said still breathing.
"Drink, don't you take it? infuse water Dwi, you taught me how to make it."
"Yes, I brought ginger and lime pear. I want to be sane so that I can be free soon" he said.
"Married Dwi, so that your burden is divided. Marriage also forms a new world although problems will also arise over time but we are not alone" Aiswa fishing rod.
"Ck, where does anyone want to be with me Aish? see who I am? addict, outcast, no need to be a girl," he greeted again while sitting in the aisle seat of the campus.
"Who said? Doctor Rayyan, you want to kill me?"
"Student, he's very clean to me, towering is not like my world. Circle doctor Rayyan is perfect, not for a girl like me."
"What is your world, Dwi? the uracan? right then, now still? don't you, then? Allah alone is Exalted in Dwiana, and does not look down upon His creatures except by virtue of piety...."
"Yes to his site. After all, all men are the same, like Papa. Women are never one enough. I don't even know if I have a younger sister like Papa or not" Dwiana laughed bitterly at the fate of her life.
"Dwi, your parents' business is their business" persuaded Aiswa again.
"But still, they looked at the genealogy from which I came, nasab yes his name?.... what would I be when I have my own household but never know how to live a good family? what am I Aish?" exclaim Dwiana annoyed.
"Study, both learn Dwi. Find the right person who understands you. Open your heart, Dwiana," said Aiswa.
"What's? to whom?!" attack with a high tone.
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...Phenomenon like Dwiana, so the brokenhome kid is not good. Everywhere bowing their heads for fear of the actions of both parents sniffed friends or even their families which led to estrangement between friends because of the prohibition of associating with him. Hugs Dwiana. ...
...Visual Dewiq before and after hijab yes, plus Mama Rosalie. ...