Friendship with Forbidden Love
preparation for lunch
"Dif," call dania who's sitting next to the table.
"I want permission to go home well, I like to rest first at home," said Dania again.
"Would you like to transfer mba ?" ask nadifa.
"Think about it, I'll take a grab" replied Dania. Then he squeezed the no ex room into the room Malik.
"Dania's permission, sir, to take a break at home,"
"It's okay, rest, yeah,"
"Thank you, sir" replied Daniel. He hung up the phone and stood up while holding a bag.
"I came home yes, the food was made Dif, where I brought the supplies first yes," said Dania.
"Be careful Mba, tell me if you're home" Dania nodded and passed with her limp steps. Carrying the burden of life that he is now living.
Nadifa looked back at Malik, and Malik was still looking at him from afar. A smile full of love surrounded them.
Malik kept looking at the clock and waiting for his computer to be fixed, he could not wait to go to lunch with Nadifa.
Sometimes there is an appeal on the right side of his heart, saying he must stop the feeling of being increasingly foamy, but still he is consumed by the journey of wrong love that has already been done, he said, maybe he was curious about his puberty.
Nadifa looked at the clock, soon entering Ishoma's time. He prepared himself to wait for the Adhan time and quickly stepped into the mosque and left together.
Shortly afterwards, Malik walked out of the room to Nadifa's desk, gesturing to go to the mosque. Nadifa nodded slowly and remained as dormitory as possible so as not to look familiar with the boss of his office by a coworker friend in the room.
5 Minutes Malik left, followed by Nadifa from behind to the mosque. There are many people in Mushola. Then he took ablution and dzuhur prayer.
Malik had finished praying and walked quickly to the parking lot and waited for Nadifa there. While Nadifa was now finished and folded his face put back into the closet of mushola.
He took out a cute brown lipstick from his pocket, rubbing it thinly onto his lips. Tidying up the hair that rolled up the length of a boat. Then rise out of the mosque to the bottom floor is a car park, where their agreement.
It looks like Malik has been sitting in the driver waiting for the arrival of the idol of the heart.looks like a woman who is beautiful, sweet with unraveled brown hair who is walking to find his car.
Then brug....Nadifa bumped into people walking in front of her.
"Sorry sorry" said a man who was hit by Fajar, their office friend who accidentally met Nadifa at breakfast near the office last day.
"Ohh yes gapapa Mas..," Nadifa frowned, remembering this man.
"Hey Nadifa, I'm Dawn,"
"Oh yes mas Fajar, sorry, mas," replied Nadifa to fix his shirt.
Malik's eyes continued to look seriously at Fajar and Nadifa. He saw Nadifa as familiar with Dawn, without him knowing what conversation was going on.
"Oh yes Mas Fajar, makasi ya Mas. At that time I paid for my food. I was told the same that the sale was right to pay, but I forgot to go to Mas again to say thanks,"
"Ohh that's hahaha.iya it's okay Dif, oiya where are you going ?"
Nadifa was confused to answer what.
"My mother first yes, there will be a need" Nadifa said ending their conversation.
"alright please," replied Fajar continuing his footsteps towards the office.