AMONG THE 3A
CHAPTER 85. IDENTITIES
The conversation that seems cold but is actually a place of loyalty statement, still Dewiq launched on his asprinya, Ulfara.
"You love him, Ulf?" ask again.
"No, I don't deserve her who is brilliant" Ulfa replied firmly.
"You know all about my plan, about the supply of drugs that are not yet legal, about aah ...."
"Miss, if you call me to ask for a statement of allegiance from me .. then this is my answer, when faced with a difficult situation then I prefer to bring everything I know to leave the body without opening the voice ...."
"You guarantee that, Ulf? "
"Yes, my past and my present are both equally important, Miss, I cannot sacrifice one of them so let me withdraw from both .. to die in your hands or in Mahendra's hands, to me is the same."
"Well done Ulf, I keep your promise .. At least I'm a little calm you won't turn away from me later."
Dewiq looked at Ulfa, a young woman who was several years old on top of him who looked very calm even as if she had a power veiled behind her calm face.
"Something else makes your heart worry, miss?"
"No, go Ulf ... The supply of ingredients for the mass production of the drug is everything ready?"
"I'll report the details to you, this afternoon .. I'm sorry," Ulfa got up, bowed slightly in honor of the young lady.
*
Next morning.
Dewiq was still faithful in his office when Dwiana entered there.
"Good morning, my love" she hugged her best friend who was sleeping on a big chair behind her desk.
Silent.
"Wake up, eat yuk I'm hungry" he whispered in the ear of Dewiq.
Silent, only the sound of Dwiana and the subtle roar of Dewiq's breath shimmered throughout the room.
"Goddessa, Aiswa!" shouted again.
"Where?" awakened woken.
"In the night, heaven may remember she was a sholihah woman .. Unlike you and even me." she said.
Dewiq who is still not fully aware of her eyes looked at the sexy figure beside her.
"Wow! since when are you here? "
"Since ... breakfast yuk, then we're on pilgrimage, I didn't expect him to leave so soon."
"Does your house have no food? miner's son is successful ko humpang," he chirped.
"I'm lazy, miss you especially our little sister, Aiswa," he bowed back.
"I wash my face first, then we have breakfast," put the conversation aside.
The two are still talking about their memories with Aiswa. Before long, Dwiana resigned from the luxurious residence of the friend to the center of Aiswa.
The metallic red sports BMW was galloping out of the luxurious mansion of Hermana. Along the way he still did not expect that the little girl would bring his love to leave this world.
"Amir, do you know that he still wishes you very much? but he suppresses his feelings by continuing worship and worship in order to forget you."
"He knows, his attitude, his heart harbors love not on his mahram. That's one of the reasons he fell, when he was about to return to ablution when his heart was not calm, always inviting you to remember especially you have been married."
Tazkiyas.
Dwiana opened her car glass when approaching the gate of the boarding school owned by Abuya Aiswa. He had only first entered this area, fortunately the clothes he was wearing today were polite according to him, jeans with long-sleeved shirts with a mini pattern of blue sea color. He also brought a trouser and pashmina when the clothes he was wearing were still not polite.
"Assalamu'alaikum, where are you going? and for what purpose is Mba?"
"Can enter from here, but please apologize please meet the conditions first. " The guard pointed to a notice board in front of the gate about the conditions to enter the cottage area, one of which is not tight clothing.
"I brought a long pashmina,"
"Please wear it here before entering, then straight towards the second gate to the dormitory princess .. parking inside and the road past the side of the green building to go to pusara almarhumah, "he explained.
Dwiana followed the direction of the gatekeeper, then after the iron door was opened she re-applied her car according to the directions earlier.
When he was about to get out of the car, he wore a trouser to be more polite and then slowly followed the direction of the arrow to go to the tomb of Aiswa.
There, apparently there are still some women who are teaching. As he joined, a glance flashed with the middle-aged woman, similar to his umma.
Is he umma? gorgeous exactly Aiswa.
Dwiana, who has little religion, can only follow the reading sung by some women until the end.
When going away, because it is not good to linger there considering the clothes he wears are much different to invite attention around. His hand was holding someone.
"Aiswa Friend? where's Nak from?"
Dwiana looked at the source of the voice. "Umma?"
"True .. apologize if Aiswa many mistakes that do not umma know or he realized yes, son,"
"I met him during the race first Umma, we rarely communicate via phone, just by email only. because I studied at Aussy .. until we rarely met, Umma I lost him, just by email, very." very." very." Dwiana started to clutter in anguished.
"Well, Umma never met you guys .. Thanks for being Aiswa's best friend yeah, Umma doesn't know who his friends are outside the cottage." Umma clapped the hands of those still adrift, channeling a sense of how much she sympathized with her unknown princess friend further.
Dwiana asked for permission to hug the twilight-aged woman, kissing her hands nonstop.
"Because Aiswa, my family is warmer.. Because Aiswa I am free from drinks and drugs .. Thanks Umma for educating Aiswa until she becomes an oasis for us." Cry broke.
"Greetings from Dewiq, the three of us are close .. he does not want to come here because he believes that Aiswa is still alive, for him Aiswa is very valuable." his wish again.
"Thank you very much, thank you very much, "Umma just said that word so many times until Dwiana came home.
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After Dwiana's departure, Dewiq rushed to Aiswa's room.
Today he looks fresher, starting to be able to digest food**** slowly and juice when Dewiq visited.
"Eat a lot of dear, in order to quickly recover ... after eating, we open the bandage yes."
"Yes, sister" he nodded.
"Yeah story, I'll be next to it" he asked again.
"Yes, I'll tell you the story ... Dwiana was here, she was in shock and is now going to your place .. I refused to come with her because you are still here, and that is lying there my sister, aeyza."
"Aeyza's? Umma how? "
"I'll ask my people there."
Aiswa gave him a puzzled look, there was concussion in the look in his eyes.
"You will be our Aeyza, my dearly beloved sister ... or do you want to use your old identity, dear?" ask Dewiq.
"Are you?"
"New life, new hope, Aiswa but all I give back to you .. I want you to be happier than you were a long time ago."
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