Destiny For Aqila
Self-conscious
Ting
One message went to Aqila's phone, though,
...• _Via Chat •...
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+62 82******** _____________________________________________
...Today....
- Don't GR, he just
posted in SW and not
at IG, remember that you are married. 13.43//
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often do not height yes,
it falls down, uppps-. 13.43//
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I swear it was very irritated Aqila with the foreign number, he had blocked and removed there was still more, what the hell the sender wanted.
Having been unable to bear it and upset Aqila decided to reply to her message,
^^^_____________________________________________^^^
^^^ - Who exactly is Lo?-. 13.44//^^
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^^^- You want what the hell, huh?-. 13.44//^^
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^^^-What not cape send chat which^^^
^^^ is useless. 13.44//^^
^^^ ____________________________________^^^
^^^ - There is no real work. 13.44//^^
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After sending a message containing his uneg-unegnya Aqila immediately turned off his cellphone and intend to take a nap after he had prayed dzuhur.
“Sucks once” mutters Aqila and lays her body down.
“Mending sleep, than the mind of useless things” he continued.
“You bang Iqbal already have a wife or not it is no longer my business” somehow after muttering like that there is a strange feeling.
His mouth said yes, but his heart seemed to say no, more or less like that, and it was very strange in his opinion.
“Have forgotten” did not want to think too long Aqila also began to close her eyes.
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Just a few minutes Aqila closed her eyes she was already disturbed by the sound of the notification again on her phone.
Ahhh, can he sleep quietly without anyone bothering him, even if only the sound of notifications.
Aqila reopened her eyes and she picked up her phone with a feeling of annoyance.
Aqila could have ignored him, but from that moment the voice disturbed him and never stopped, so inevitably he had to see it.
Aqila frowned when she saw so many illegible messages from Fauzan not only from Fauzan but also from Juna and Fira, and before long Fauzan called her.
“Waalaikummussalam, what?” aqila replied when it was connected.
“Who is he?” ask Fauzan to the point.
“Cowok who is in SW?” tanya Fauzan and Aqila could hear that tone, tone was upset.
Aqila exhaled violently, “Nobody, um why the hell?” ask Aqila again.
“Lo know not me tuh tuh keluh see face tuh guy, want it feels like I mocked deh” scolding Fauzan annoyed.
“Terus?” ask Aqila lazily.
“Continue? Yes there is no continue, anyway I am very upset, anyways why you uploaded, delete now” Fauzan said.
“Who are you rousing” cynical Aqila.
“Lagian why the hell lo kesel very, it's just a photo and I uploaded also because I get punishment” explained Aqila.
“Means?” ask Fauzan.
“Yes I lost in the game game, kept the punishment yes it was uploaded photo” Aqila replied.
“Why should a photo of a guy anyway? Why open me aja” ask again Fauzan.
“Emang his person should be him, why?” ask Aqila.
“Ya no papa, anyways guys who you really use should be uploaded everything, it's not guys who's lo” replied Fauzan.
The answer given by Fauzan can make Aqila speechless, now he accepts the bitter reality again, that indeed Iqbal is not his, has been given a warning how many times by different people.
Okeh Aqila, there are already some words that say he IS NOT YOURS, you should be aware, remember consciously and do not repeat again.
“Aqila, Aqila” call Fauzan when not hearing back Aqila's voice.
“Ahh yes, why?” ask Aqila who just woke up.
“Lo why? You're not papa, are you? How silent?” tanya Fauzan in succession.
“Iya no papa, uh already yes I cape want bobo” said Aqila.
“Ohh yes, sorry I disturb you, take care of yourself well until I return to Jakarta” reply Fauzan.
“Iya, assalamualaikum” greetings Aqila and shut down unilaterally.
Aqila sighed softly, and putting her phone on the nightstand, Aqila again laid her body down and looked at the ceiling of her room.
“Huhh, the doang speech that came out of the mulu lo Aqilah, proof that there is no” Aqila murmured to herself before closing her eyes again.
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“Anaan anyway, this is my ya” said a girl upset and took a plate containing fried noodles in the hands of the man.
“This boy's got me” reply the guy and back take it
“Gak, what the hell, lo if you want to make your own whisper, have hands have feet, time to make fried noodles doang can not” scolding the girl and take it back.
“Can, but I'm already very hungry, so you make it again and this is my” saut and back take.
“Enak aja, earlier you have eaten a lot, was I mah dikit” denied the girl did not accept.
“So our meal portions equal” reply the guy ketus and start eating fried noodles.
“Damn lo, it's got me” shouted the girl and took her fried noodles and did not forget to cut the noodles that were still stuck on the lips of the man.
“It is not polite like that, especially to husband” he said staring flat.
“Biarin, since when did you become my husband?” ask the girl and eat her fried noodles.
“It is not good if the wife does not consider the husband, it is a sin, now you choose heaven or hell?” tanyanya cold.
The girl looked at the man who was looking at her with her cold gaze, she swallowed her hard-earned saliva, “Hh nih, eat tuh fried noodles, he said, basic threats doang that can be used” his scolding and give fried noodles to the man.
The man smiles triumphantly, “It is so dong, this is the name of a good wife to the husband and will get Paradise Paradise Paradise, aamiin” said the man guaranteed his own prayers, and smiled and then returned to eating.
The girl snorted annoyedly, “Mending buy meatball noodles, more delicious and much, bye... Don't forget to wash his dishes” his nagging and go with stomping his legs pissed.
The man stared at his departure, “Biarin aja, whose sales were also back in the new village yesterday, most soon home and nagged unclear. Before he goes home must quickly run out nih sleep” he said long accompanied by stiffness and returned to eating in a hurry.
......**To Be Continued.... ......
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...Wahhh turns out that in addition to Aqila who is self-conscious, we also have to be self-conscious guys remember the doi is not necessarily ours. Who is the sender of this mysterious message? And who are the married couples who argue? Curious? Watch the continuation of the story... ...
...Thank you for ending and happy reading in the next chapter, bye-bye**..... ...