Great Youth Like Gods
All Finished With Their Activities
"Aidil and Ahmad. Both of our departures, want to be kept secret publicly and later at the time of the company's surrender and the signing of inheritance rights, please do not publish to the media crew. When everything is in order with the transfer of the company. Please publish it to the media by not including my son's picture and picture." Pinta Dari Azzahra to Aidil and Ahmad as temporary holders of ISMAIL GROUP company.
"Answering You. Sister-in-law.
"All requests from you, as the birth mother of Nabil Nur Fadillah, will be followed. Are there any other conditions requested by sister-in-law.?" Ask Aidil.
"just that. Aidil's. Nothing is asked for anymore." Answer Azzahra with a sweet smile.!!
"alright. Then then. The agreement and deliberation were completed, with his brother-in-law and Nabil Nur Fadillah willing to return to his country. Ahmad now you arrange his departure." Aidil.
"Ready. Mr. Aidil.
"My child. I hope you will come to the country of Egypt to be a companion of Mother and Nabil." Azzahra Pinta.
"Hehehehe. Clouds get on planes dong." The young man's chuckle.
"Yes. My kid. Never been on a plane.?" Ask Azzahra.
"Hehehehe. Not yet Mother." The answer is, scratch his head.
"Yes. We'll get on a plane." Azzahra. The clouds nodded too.
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While in one of the different places and still one city with a young man who was having an affair at the residence of Mr. Tedi Ferdiansyah.
That afternoon was late in the afternoon. Miss Dewi who was assigned by the young man who became her master, together with Mr. Robi and Bu Risma as Finance Director of Future Nugraha Company Group, we are reviewing the location of the land that will be built by the largest shopping center in the city.
"Mother Goddess. Quite strategically his place, and our side will no longer be stale. That the land that will be made this mall is very suitable." Said Robi.
"Thank you Mr. Robi. If you and some of the company staff, already feel suitable with this land. When will the transaction start buying and selling.?" Ask Bu Dewi directly at the point.
"today. Also could. Madam Goddess, previously Young Master Excel had prepared everything." Answer Robi.
"alright. Then I permit the exit to contact first, the notary who will take care of the sale and purchase of this land." Said Miss Goddess with a sweet smile.
"Please. Madame Goddess.! Said Robi nodding.!!
"Without them noticing the chatter at the location of the land, several eyes were watching. Among people from Firmansyah's company and people from PT Bina Sakinah Group.
On the unilateral decision of the company Future Nugraha Company Group, broke the relationship with PT Bina Sakinah Group due to the actions of Bob Hidayat as Manager of the company owned by Ir Hardiansyah.
"Sir Director. The survey was conducted by Future Nugraha Company Group. But who is in control of a half-old woman." Wasttap's message was sent by Holik Simatupang to Ir Hardiansyah.
Shortly thereafter a reply was received by Holik Simatupang. You better get here, get to the office. Something we talked to someone." Reply from Ir Hardiansyah Director of PT Bina Sakinah Group.
"good. Mr. Director." Holik Reply. He left the area to return to his office.
While the Firmansyah men who followed them, finally left the location that will be made the Mall.
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Even after noon had passed, turning into afternoon, the sky began to look yellowish in a small town with a million beauties. Everyone is busy with their own activities. Bu Dewi, as well as an accomplice of Muhammad Awan Pratama, was finished with his business with Mr. Robi and the employees of Future Nugraha Company Group, witnessed by the notary of each buyer and seller. Likewise, the chatter and deliberation between Azzahra Masika Fatharani and Nabil and Mr. Aidil and Ahmad were witnessed by Tuan Besar Tedi Ferdiansyah and Tuan Muda Excel had been established agreement, between them.
The sound of the Adhan was clearly echoed in the Jami Al At-Taqwa mosque. Children and fathers flocked away wearing clothes and sarongs to go to the mosque to perform Maghrib prayer. The atmosphere of twilight was so crowded with passing vehicles on time to the employees like factories returning to their homes.
It looks like a young man with a neat appearance wearing a black shirt out of the car walking towards a sanctuary people when they want to enter the mosque.
"Religionists. Strange, let's go inside. Magrib's prayer time is very short." Take the young man to a couple who were sitting on the terrace with a bag next to him.
"Hatur nohun's. Aa teteh again. Can't go inside." Answer Polite the 22-year-old woman. While his man, just nod.!!
"Ohk.. Muhun Atuh's. Come on, akang.! Take the young man to the man beside him.
"Ready. Mango first. I want to wudhu, first." Answer her. The young man nodded. Then go inside the mosque. While akang who was asked moved to go to a sanctuary not far from him.
Twenty minutes later, the young man came out of the mosque after he was finished with the obligation, he stepped into a coffee shop to rest and wait for some of the shadow guards who were carrying out their duties.
He was, staring, fascinated by the beauty of a woman whose age was above that young man. What magic is she wearing. Until the person who came out of the Mosque his gaze did not turn to the woman who was waiting for her lover in the Mosque.
"Hmmmmmmmhmmm. The woman has a natural beauty, can make her harm to herself and people who want in lust." The young man murmured while sipping coffee poured in plastic cups by traders around the mosque.
"It's really young. The woman has the aura of beauty belonging to a Goddess like the era of the kingdom." The merchant's timpal, listening to the murmur of a young man.
The woman who was sitting on the terrace of the mosque, realized the gaze of people who downstream entered the mosque, but he ignored it. Unique is precisely the look back towards the young man who was sitting while enjoying the coffee served by street vendors. There was a magnet connected in his heart. That young man was being sought by her.
"Young People. He's staring at you.?" Said the street vendor.
"Yes. Sir I know. Then try asking after her boyfriend or husband out of the mosque." Answer the young man.
Seriate.