Angel Surgaku (Female Halalku)
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"Thank's" muttered Rifqi then opened his futsal shoes.

"Make?"

"My wife is on"

"Ohh, Yes. I wait in the dalem yes, you take ablution first"

"Wudhu already?" ask Rifqi.

"Well at home"

"Okay, you go first. I want to start"

****

"I went to the mosque first Bil" said Adam after finishing the Isha prayer.

"Yes. I'm anter to the front of ya"

"Ga. It was cold outside" Nabila shook his head.

"Sampe the door. Yayaya"

"Yes"

Arriving in front of the door.

"I go first. Assalamualaikum" Nabila held Adam's hand, making Adam frown in confusion.

"I want to say hello to Adam" said Nabila and kissed Adam's hand.

"Tumbens?" cananda Adam's.

"Ihh, it's not my fault from yesterday not greetings. You never tell me, this is also I know from the internet" honestly Nabila.

"Yes, I'm afraid you won't Bil. Sorry yeah. Emm..."

"What?" tanya Nabila was confused because Adam hung his words. But suddenly Adam kissed Nabila's forehead gently making Nabila's body stiffen. His heart was pounding very fast.

"Waalaikumsalam Adam"

"Why are you red?" goda Adam's.

"I know ah. I've been sprawling there, chasing the mallem" quickly Nabila closed the door of the house. Instead of being disrespectful, Nabila was embarrassed and could no longer cover her red face. Nabila held her chest that was pounding happily. Out there, Adam smiled happily and gratefully. Just a few steps Adam walked, a motor stopped in front of him.

"Eh Abi's. Assalamualaikum" Adam kissed Abi's hand. Abi smiles.

"Waalaikumsalam Dam, Abi was going to your house. Sorry Abi same Risti could not join the meeting, there would be a thanksgiving event at Mr. Syahrul's house. Pa Ismail was also invited, so Adam was the same member of IRM (Ikatan Teens Masjid) other at regular meetings only. The lightning pesantren fund has melted, right?"

" Thank God, it's liquid Bi. It's okay Bi, Pa Ismain also already said yesterday in the thanksgiving. Well so ngerepotin nih, Abi same Risti sampe nyamperin me" Adam saw something changed from Risti's attitude, became a bit quiet now.

"Gak ngerepotin Dam, all the streets used to be short. 2 months more mosque that deket home renovations, will rarely come here. if every day praying here is not good with the residents there, after all the same deket house, live the road. But Abi went to Al-Iqra Mosque once a week" Adam nodded in understanding.

"His renovation is good, Bi?. Wahh later IRM members will miss Abi and Risti, because they meet him only once a week"

"Yes, Dam's request, so speed up. I'm going home first Dam. Titip greetings to Nabila ya Dam, you guys just play to the house, Kasian Ristri there is no meeting" joked Abi who answered Adam's nod.

But in another place.

Harry was putting together the right words for Nabila to believe in him tomorrow.

"Her!" The moniker sat next to Harry. Now the clothes are just black shirts and jeans, not like before.

"What's? Going home? tomorrow afternoon" Harry replied, refocusing on designing the words. The moniker wastes its breath hard.

"Not that!"

"Keep what? A payday? I give you the usual price, you fail" replied Harry quickly and then began to think again.

"Well, that's okay, okay. Oh yeah, whose name was that guy?"

"Turkey? Who owns this apartment?"

"No! Which you told me to get seduced"

"Oh Adam, why?"