From Me Who Almost Surrender
45. Be finished...
Still half an hour, at the end of the cook the little mouse made my favorite pudding and mommy chocolate flavor. And also some fruit salads, good for health. Before long, my cellphone alarm sounded indicating a reminder of the time to immediately perform prayer. In this house is only a butler's aunt who is Muslim like me. I'm interested in borrowing Mukena but it was prevented by Bei Zijin.
He threw a small bulging bag along with a mini prayer mat. And gave me his room as a place for me to pray. I just assented and tailed to the bathroom to get some water. Before the ritual my stomach wrapped around diarrhea because this morning excited eating soto aunty. Can not be held, if it smells the bathroom I'm always made to feel at home should not go.
I cleaned all the complete members from the beginning to the end. All in accordance with Islamic law, I also wiped away all the ingrained makeup on my face. So cool and fresh, actually I want to take a shower before praying. Remembering Bei Zijin's impromptu invitation made me forget everything. It was only a moment and accompanying his parents was no problem.
Towards a mobile phone where the name of the brother again that appeared as big as a pinky shoots filled the screen. After making sure both my condition and also my intentions are good, my brother agreed to it and after finishing asking me to go home immediately should not drift anywhere. A very understanding brother. I also ended the call and prayed solemnly.
Some of my mother and sister's teachings stuck in my heart. As if I were being guided by myself. Little by little I can remember memories. About the owner of the body figure I occupy. Not for a few minutes, I applied a short recitation. This is not my home and here I hitchhiked as a friend. I don't know Bei Zijin's religion yet I appreciate the differences between us.
As I prayed the voice of the middle-aged woman boomed all over the house. I also heard the sound of the door squeaking, did anyone come here. Just take off the face the top is held someone. She was both the Madam and Bei Zijin's mother. She looked at me in full search, let alone looking at me using her mukena boss and also being in her son's room. Quit me …?
Time is money but now I see him relaxing while looking at some of someone's posts. My soul appears, I see a beautiful woman on her cell phone screen. What is uncle's girlfriend who has been hiding her identity from us. At a glance, I want to make sure the woman is like the one I met at the Mall. Is she afraid of losing competitiveness afraid her lover will move on to me.
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