Fake Love's
Apply Rima

"Well, why don't you stay here, Aline? Tomorrow morning 'we can play again, '" protested Naima one of the foster children who was about seven years old when Galen invited Aline to come home.

"Yes Kak, Tomorrow is our holiday morning walk to the city park, it must be exciting to leave together," Zizi chimed.

"Yes. yeah... Come on, Aline's sister just stay here!" Raine also persuaded Aline to stay at the Asuh House.

Aline simply smiled in response to their request.

"Later Aline played again here, promise me!" Aline pointed her index and middle fingers.

"really right? Promise?"

"Promise," While linking the index finger with the thumb.

Aline and Galen had not been to that place for a long time. Now they come with married status. First to that place, Aline and Galen often quarrel. As usual, Galen's ignorance continues to dominate.

Aline loves children because she is an only child at home. Therefore it is very easy for him to interact with small children, making every child close to him unwilling if they separate.

Galen who noticed the behavior of his wife from afar also smiled at the joy of Aline and the children. He was with Ustad Arifin talking in the gazebo not far from where Aline was.

"Baarakallahu laka wa baaraka 'alaika wa jama'a bainakumaa fii khair. (May God bless you in all things (good ones) and unite you both in kindness)" Ustadz Arifin said in a statement.

Galen looked back at Ustad Arifin. "Amiy ... Thank you for praying, Mr. Ustadz. Pray for me to always be confident in my duties as a good husband to him, Ustadz!"

"God willing, I will always pray for good people like you, son!"

The conversation continued until Aline finally approached the two.

Almost two hours Aline played with the children inside their study room, and Galen chatted with ustadz Arifin in the rear gazebo.

Galen's invitation to visit the Asuh House tonight turned out to make Aline's cheer and smile back.

Galen took his wife there because free in the apartment could not do anything, when Aline was able to receive a touch from him there was something that stood in his way.

"Well to play with them?" galen asked Aline when his wife arrived nearby.

Aline was sleepy with a smile. "Unfortunately we come at night, try it during the day. Must be a lot of time." Aline sat down next to Galen.

Galen touched the head of his wife and stroked her slowly. "Other times we come in the morning, let's take them to the city park or to the playground."

"True Mas," Aline looked at her husband.

Galen nodded confidently.

"Can you, after the leave is finished it's possible that Mas will be busy with work in the office?" aline asked doubtfully.

"I was busy at the office. The time for my wife will always be there, whenever you need her." Galen sweetly told Aline.

Aline smiled happily. "Thank you, Mum."

"We're home?" bring Galen.

"Mas is done talking to Mr. Ustad." asked Aline turned to look at Ustadz Arifin and smiled stiffly, feeling bad to interrupt his conversation with Galen.

"There won't be enough time to talk to him, a lot of knowledge in every conversation with him. It will take me a long time to learn from him." Galen made Ustadz Arifin smile at him.

Ustad Arifin always gave wise counsel to Galen. It is not wrong if Galen placed himself in the Foster House to guide street children to get religious knowledge for the provision of his life later. Because they don't have any parents anymore.

Galen did not want them to fall back into the hands of people who only use the results of their work like Ferdi. Can't be sure on the streets are free from the rogues like that bastard.

From that incident Galen set up a foster home for street children. Financing education and giving a life that is kayak for them too.

Fruits fall not far from the tree that is the nature of Galen which is not much different from Mr. Wijaya. If Galen channeled the fortune he had to fellow humans, different things with Mr. Wijaya. He shifted his fortune to build mosques in several villages, especially in remote areas.

Ustadz Arifin commented on the smile seeing Galen's affectionate attitude and gentle speech of the man. It turned out that the man he knew as a thug on the street had a gentle and affectionate attitude towards the people he loved. Galen will be harsh and fierce when he sees evil and injustice as the children and himself used to be.

"Ustadz .., Thank you for the advice and prayers that have been given to me. It's late, we're going home?" said Galen.

The three of them came down from the gazebo.

"You're not staying?" ask Ustadz Arifin.

"The kids are also ngajak nginep anyway?" aline.

"You want to go, Yang?" Galen asked.

Aline shook her head slowly. Though not unwilling, but Aline felt uncomfortable because of menstruation. It's uncomfortable to sleep in someone else's place. Afraid that the night penetrates into the bedsheets that he sleeps.

Galen and Aline finally broke down. Ustad Arifin called his wife briefly who was in the room. Ustad Arifin's wife happened to be feeling bad, so she could not accompany Aline to play with the children.

"Sorry Nak Aline, I can't accompany you from earlier" said Ms Rahma as she arrived in front of Aline and Galen. "Ohuk... "Bu Rahma continued to cough until she made her breath tight.

Aline approached Ms. Rahma who came in a pale face condition, with a scarf covering her neck. His condition is really sick at the moment. "No pa-pa ma'am, don't bother to come here. Just rest in the room. Have you checked the pain thoroughly, sir?" aline asked as she stroked the back of Bu Rahma, so that her cough subsided a little.

Aline also helped him to sit on a wooden bench not far from where he was standing at the moment.

"Oh, yesterday! Aldo's son took his father's wife to Soedibyo Hospital. It is likely that tomorrow there will be further examination." replied Ustadz Arifin.

"Aldo?" Aline furrowed her brows hearing him. Then looking at Galen, her husband just shrugged his shoulders.

Before long the person Aline thought of came with a beautiful woman who was veiled. Aldo and Rima came from the entrance.

"Assalamu'alaikum," said Rima who immediately greeted Ustad Arifin, cupped his hands in his chest to Galen and approached Aline and regretted it. Turn to Rahma. "Mother why? recurrence, huh?" rima asked worriedly after kissing her hands in reverence.

"Every time you cough, the tightness is felt," said Bu Rahma.

"This Rima has taken a prescription written by the doctor if the cough is still there. But if it's still tarus like this we go to the hospital again huh, ma'am?" persuade Rima to worry.

Madam Rahma shook her head slowly. "No need, take the medicine also Mother healed, really!" his elbow.

"Young master... " Aldo bowed respectfully to his boss.

"We're out of work, acting as usual." Galen said.

"I'm used to this! Sorry, Master!" Aldo still chuckled with his respectful attitude.

"Sorry, Son Galen, Aldo. You want to take me to the room again" said Ustad Arifin.

"Oh, yes Ustadz please. But my advice should be that Ms. Rahma be taken to the hospital as soon as possible to get quick treatment. Let Aldo take care of everything." Galen suggested.

"Yes, thank you, son! Excuse me first, sorry I couldn't get you to the front.

" Oh .. not pa-pa Ustadz." Reply Galen.

Ustadz Arifin grabbed the body of Ms. Winda and then swept her back to her room. "Rim, please check the children later, in the room. Now accompany them, they are here." he told Rima.

"Yes, sir." replied Rima.

The momentary silent atmosphere. Rima was silent to be with people he respected a lot. He also felt awkward after the expression of feelings that Aldo said on the trip earlier.

Aldo expresses his feelings to Rima. Sweet girl 23 years old. The girl did not continue her schooling.

Since moving to the Foster House, Rima more often help her mother take care and educate the children Galen entrusted to them to be guided. After school the children were given additional knowledge such as teaching and reading the Quran by Ustadz Arifin. Aided by Rima. While Ms Rahma helped prepare their daily meals.

Initially Aldo came to paint the condition of the children but see the innocence and beauty of Rima, Aldo so more frequent visit there with the reason of sending for their needs directly from his boss.

"Where are Pram and Wendi?" galen asked firmly breaking the silence.

"Mas Pram and Mas Wendi usually come home at night from the store. Sometimes they rarely go home, he said, too cape if back and forth here, while now they are pursuing the exam as well." Rima.

"Thank God that they are still eager to go to college. Why don't you continue your school?" ask him to Rima.

Rina looked up at Galen then bowed back. "I'm helping you and Mom here, sir!" answer Rima.

"Master ...," calls Aldo.

"Hm."

"I'm going to propose to Rima!" aldo's chirps made Rima, Galen and Aline startled and looked at Aldo at the same time.

Rima did give Aldo the green light by telling him to speak directly to his father.

Rima does not want to date, she wants to feel the courtship period after marriage. And Aldo too. Looking at his Master's experience, Aldo thought courting was so complicated. So when feelings of love arise in Aldo it is better to continue it to the serious level of marriage.

Lucky Aldo one principle with Rima. Rima was increasingly bowed by Aldo's words to his boss.

"You, seriously?" galen asked in disbelief.

His assistant surprised Galen. Never seen near any woman. Once close to being serious. Good than the hurt he had just been.

"Yes, Sir. I have spoken this with Rima just to convey it to Ustadz Arifin for his blessing.

"Well, you guys are great. Very good decision, Do. I support your good intentions. "Aline. "Hopefully the good intentions go well" he told Rima.

"Thank you, Brother." Rima smiled then turned to Aldo who was looking at her. Rima lowered back her face hiding a tinge of red on her cheeks.

"When did you officially propose to Rima?" ask Galen again.

"Quickly, Sir!" aldo said firmly.

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CONNECT>>>>>

Don't want to lose dong certainly in Aldo same Galen.

Hayoo, who's gonna start this first night. Galen first not the same Aldo. Aldo gricep without going out...