BETWEEN TWO FEELINGS
Women Are Unique

Although Laila and Al, there is no place. But, they know everything. Finally finished too, with this problem.

Laila, feeling relieved from being detached from this matter. But on the other hand, he felt heartache because Ustadz Zulkifli also liked him. "Hafizah, it turns out that you are the barrier to our love.so much hate, are you to me? so as to keep away the one who loves me,".he immediately wiped away his tears, which had already flowed.

Al, agitated by the fact that Ustadz Zulkifli also liked Laila. He was very afraid of losing Laila, who knew Ustadz Zulkifli divorced his wife and asked Laila. ""shit, it's a disaster for me". Al grumbled, "because of them, everything is so messed up. it won't be me, it won't be me. "it's a disaster, let go of you. They must be taught a lesson, already dare to hurt Laila ".

Al, just rubbed his face violently. The thought became chaotic, he closed his eyes and leaned on the sofa.

Laila, immediately prepared her belongings to go to the house and leave Al's apartment. "Thank you, Allah. You open the door of truth, thank you to others. Who's been helping me, including you Al". Mumbled Laila, she smiled slightly.

A few minutes later. Laila, out of the room and carrying a suitcase filled with clothes that Al bought.

Actually, Laila, refused to bring the clothes. However Al, forced himself constantly.

"There's a lot, over everything. I owe it to your family, I also left some clothes. I promise you, once a week clean your apartment. Thanks yeah, Al". Laila's sweet smile, plastered on her face.she also sat on the side and shifted position to be closer to Al.

Laila, too, touched Al's palm and held it tightly. Al's heart, touched and warm. He also smiled slightly, looking at Laila.

"Do you love Ustadz Zulkifli,". Tanya Al, to Laila. Making Laila, shock at Al's question. He immediately let go of his hand, but Al even tightened his grip.

Laila,hanga nodded slowly. His mouth seemed to be unable to speak. Laila, stare at Al's beads.

Al, just exhale his heavy breath. "Had Ustadz Zulkifli divorced his wife, and then he asked you to be his wife, would you want Lai". Feeling tight in Al's chest, while reflecting on the question. He wanted to quickly find out Laila's answer, so that she could quickly take off Laila's name in her heart.

There is no way Al, constantly struggling and trying but his love claps one hand. Love cannot be forced, even in a bad way.

Laila, just a little smile. "Sorry, I can't answer your question". Why Al, ask such a matter. Isn't Al, the guy's not stupid.

"Why Laila, why? Please tell me,". Now Al, staring at the marked is very serious. He also shifted his seat, to be closer to Laila.

Nervous, that is how Laila felt. he was so close to Al, what else they were just alone.but fully convinced, if Al could not cross the line.

"Hhammm.I want to answer your question, with no answer. Fear, someday. I'll be paired with Ustadz Zulkifli. If I, answer yes. Fear me and Ustadz Zulkifli, not a match. Let it go with time, for the soul mate is still the secret of God Al. There are even people who love each other. But, not a matchmaker. There are also people, who do not love each other will mate. So I'm confused, we'll see how it goes". Laila, explained that she could not guess how it would go.

Al, feeling disappointed with Laila's reply. He is not firm in his stance and choice. Automatic Laila, still saving space in her heart for Ustadz Zulkifli. Al, only the mangosteen heard Laila's answer.

"What Hamzah and Wulan, brought to the police station. Aisss.I was very angry with them, but I was lucky. If Aunt Ayunda, had slapped Wulan's face. If I were, it would be his hijab-wash". Laila's grouse, look at the bars.

Of course Al, narrowed his eyes. "Ck, you're going to want to thrash people. Yesterday the two of them set you up. Even mewek and resigned, sook belagu". Ejek Al, with her lips pursed.

Of course Laila, was angry...... "Aaaakkhh.... Lai..auuuhh.. sakiiiitt. Don't pinch lai, in delicious elus-elus ". Al's chuckle, she grimaced in pain. His stomach ran out in Laila's pinch, then in the thick of it.

Laila, get involved pouting and face-disposing. Although Laila, poking his arm, still ignored Laila.

"Ck,pink. Fortunately, my friend, if I don't finish my lips *****". Muttered Al,pelan .

"What the hell was it, by the way.hemm...". Laila, faintly heard Al muttering. But, it's not clear at all. It was also ready to pinch Al's stomach, despite being blocked by his shirt.

"I just said, what is it right to the hijab of Wulan and all the slaps of Hamzah's face. He's a jerk, a raya man". Al asked, making Laila's eyes sparkle for a moment.

"Hemm.I've been furious with them. They've made a terrible mistake, against me. Want me to finish you all off, even though I'm scared. Because of them, I can't sleep well, eat no lust and my mind is not careless. I'd love to, to put out these emotions in front of him. They don't know, if I hurt because of them". Laila, take out all her junk.

Are you sure you can't sleep and have no appetite? To my knowledge, Laila sleeps at night snoring mulu. Every time I check, into his room. Even eating, very good. Just this morning eat soto chicken, intermittent a few minutes later. He asked for food again, and satay was the same snack. Do not realize, in front of just a lot of snacks that I buy. Even ask martabak again, fortunately I am rich Laila. If it's just a somay man, it could go bankrupt. Is right well, be careful of women upset but the mouth of mangap continuessss. It turned out that the woman was unique, not the same as what was said.Inner Al, she shook her head.

Al, still loyal to Laila, took out every strand of her. she steadied the pretty face of Laila, who was muttering at Hamzah and wulan.Sometimes Al, felt a gurgle at Laila. he smiled and chuckled without turning his eyes towards Laila.

plaques....

Laila, hit Al. "why hit me, Laila. I'm not Hamzah lo, this kdrt". Al, mutilate his exhausted arm at Laila's hit.

"you anyway? rich is not serious that, listen I vent my unek-yunek ngeluarin". Laila grumbled, while staring at Al with annoyance.

Well, it's wrong to sing me. whereas I, the horror of curhatan him. Still, I was wrong.

"Alright, we meet Hamzah and wulan. It's up to you to say what they are, all be a peddler or a bakwan. Monggo in please...." Al said, he got up and pulled Laila's hand. "don't ask much, be quiet and obedient".

Laila, like a child obedient to her mother, let Al, holding her hand, get out of the apartment and down the stairs, then leave the apartment. Where's Al gone, taking Laila?