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syifa stopped public transportation and went to the workshop where she worked part-time precisely the motor modification salon
"fa tumben naek angkot where's the loe motor???"
"the tires are leaking so they are patched again first." Syifa changed her clothes with a mechanic's clothes like a smooth white workshop worker stained with oil...
"motor bang Joni has loe cakepin blom fa people already nanyain mulu nih.." cried Jaka.
"staying polishing a little bit more sorted ko..."
at the ponpes house
all are ready to pray Maghrib, as usual, all will gather at home at 8 after Isha and tahsin of the Qur'an
kang sya was sitting in the yard of the house with a long teak swing with a few small pillows while occasionally strumming the strings of his guitar chanting some melow songs and he grabbed a cellphone looking at the flat object screen staring at a portrait of a person with a chin resting on the body of a guitar
"Assyifa.." he muttered softly while smiling to himself.
"hayooo...ihhh ukhti...!!!!" Rai arrived to snatch the phone kang sya and see what was in the face of his twin kaka ,
"Rai.balikin ga..." Rasya reached up to take his phone from Rai's hand
"ga says mother same yanda ahhh...."
"mother..yanda!!!!!!" instantly Rai's mouth smothered kanh sya
"mm..mmm..kangm...sya..mph.." rai murmured indistinctly.
"ihhh the artisan...."
"this is why the hell..every day the fight continues ... dizzy mother tuh.."priscil broke both.
"sponsor kakang bun.taken Rai disrespectful bun ..." brother fight.
"the end of the bun, the legs again taste good zina eyes mandangin keep the photo akhwat...."
kang sya melotototti Rai
"already.... Rai give your brother's phone back..and kakang .. Is it true Rai said???"
Rai gave Rasya's phone "nih..hati carefully tuh eyes.not makhromnya.." ketus Rai.
"rich who do not like kakang also know there are santri who chase anti kan, noh bun.... Rai in the pesantren even dating.sosa loh.." reply kang sya.
"engga ihh.kakang kali ngelantur..."
cynical Rai
"alah kakang also like to see who's name is aki santri new.ahhhh Haikal tau ga aki until martial arts entered pencak silat in order to be with Rai..." reply brother now Rai who has checkmate instead choose to go into the room with his lips were woven and stomp feet...
priscil and the remaining leg
priscil grabs the guitar and sits on the swing he plucks the guitar strings and sings a melow song but makes a baper, the leg sitting next to him
priscil knew there was something his children were hiding and they began to feel he had experienced it , it's just that Priscil will not force to know Priscil just want them to tell him themselves and sure enough now the legs start to open their voices
"bun...it's wrong if the legs start There is an interest in the opposite sex...???"
priscil smiled "funnilly, dear, it's human just a way of expressing it wrong, is this mother's child in such a state???" Priscil stopped his guitar lines
kakang nodded "yes bun it feels like ana always thought ukhti bun.always wanted to tease him happy when he was close to him , but kakang also did not quickly conclude because of his fear this is just sheer lust bun..."
" the leg knows it doesn't need a doctor." priscil smiled.
"doctor??? ana doesn't have a bun.." Here it is.
"yes doctor... doctor love it seems that the symptoms shown symptoms are gegana and miss the name of the disease falling in love ..."
hahaha ....
they laugh "assalamualaikum what the hell looks so exciting." said Azam while receiving greetings priscil and kang sya.
"nah happened to doctor Fateh Al-razzam has come.consultation and ask for a prescription mother would make tea first for yanda..." priscil goes to Azam's kitchen where he just got confused as to what his wife meant
"mother said what the hell is kang ???" Azam sat next to his son
kang Sya bowed shyly and leaned his head on the swing of the swing "you're wrong if we like someone,?"
"your answers are the same...."
"you like it is natural, but remember the limits, be sure and pray to Allah if it is your soul mate bring his name in the third of your night ,please ask Him to show you the truth if it is a match until anywhere must meet..."
"this is yanda tea..."
"syukron darling...."
priscil returned home not wanting to interrupt the chatter between father and son
" most children today are dating in the name of peddling but lurking towards adultery the answer must be sin and hell QS Al isra 32 " and do not approach adultery once, adultery is a bad way...
the sinful tyrant of holiness there are several groups including those who are dating sin and his punishment will be doubled in the last day of the Prophet Muhammad in his sermon : let not a man have intercourse with a woman except with his master, and from Ibn Mas'ud said the Messenger of Allah once said that if you are a man, you are able to marry, then marry. ..." kang Sya was very attentive to every utterance of his father
"naudzubillah himindzalik son, do not until you are like that, if indeed kang sya like in the mother's office and yanda does not forbid ,,,, if you are ,,, please just as you said earlier bring his name in each of your do'a in one third of the night beg God to give a proper soul mate ,if indeed kang sya has been steady to tell yanda and mother take us to her parents it is more gentlemen.oke bro...." claps on the shoulders of kang sya make him relieved his parents can always be spoken from heart to heart
"yanda if if the ukhti is not in accordance with the expectations of the same mother how ???" kang sya said a little louder
"nah..has begun to takabur nih son of yanda began to compare others..."
"astagfirullah..is not so yanda means that this ukhti is not religious even impressed urakan what mother and yanda will agree??"
Azam laughed as if what happened to him first now happened to his son also "then ask his question to abba yai and ummah yai ...."
kang sya fused his eyebrows together" Why??"
"anta thought what was your mother like ??" it's a challenge for the priest-to-be how to make the makmum a dream wife, don't you like yanda , like something challenging..."
" mother????" used to???" the thought of kang sya struggling is indeed the mother why, when you want to ask again Azam has entered the house
"yanda what does mother mean ???what was your mother like???" yanda ihh....." Azam just passed by wanting to enter the room following priscil but kang sya tailed
"let's yanda,,,ana's getting curious...."
"suuuttt was noisy if your group knew we were talking about it we could both be kicked out of the house and you were told to sleep outside the next week." whispered Azam.
"but tell me first ...."
Rai came out of the room to see these two men were whispering "hayo again speaking what ,ana follow dong..."
" coincidentally, Rai helped kakang urge yanda to tell her mother's past story "the leg pulled her father's arm away from her mother's room and her widow's
"oh yes, Rai had also gone to the mall in Bandung the same time we pilgrimage to the tomb opah continued to meet omah, doctor and aunt teacher ,mother looks familiar that same temen temennya maybe. but his style they tuh like a band boy who dress black black so, urakan, keep his hair rich brush wc, wc,serem serem naudzubillah deh ...." Rai recalled the incident a year ago when they visited Bandung
finally, due to the insistence of his children, he resigned and brought his two teenagers out to the gazeboo hoping that priscil had slept and not looking for them
"na'am.yanda where to start........" Azam chuckled before telling a story while rai and kakang were staring seriously while carrying snacks on their laps
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