Hazimah and Aqlan
Stealing attention 2

"What is this" the baritone voice from their side stopped the middle-aged woman who wanted to reply to the words of Zimah

It looked at the three young men who were already standing beside the Zimah and the middle-aged woman "What is this?" ask her once again who had not received a response from two people of different ages

from around that can be said is not the sound of whispers anymore because it is still heard in those who are the center of attention

"that's ustadz harith right"

"yes, that's just that ugly harith ustadz"

"he is a very handsome god"

"why did ustadz harith come here?"

"want to stop this"

There are many more whispers that are still heard, various expressions on their faces, between gales and disbelief can see directly the young ustadz who is in the idol of everyone

Meanwhile, the topic of conversation is not exciting because it is still focused on the people in front of him

Zimah is still surprised by the arrival of the man who used to see her on social media now in front of her

But Zimah quickly regained her facial expression before seeing people

"He defended this thief ustadz" the mother pointed to the zimah and to the two young children in a soft tone unlike when talking to the zimah

Zimah gave her flat expression "I will not defend if you judge without hearing an explanation from them" bela Zimah looked towards the middle-aged woman and the little boy who was still lowered his head

"Explain" the command of the man called ustadz harith was to the teenager who looked sadly at the two children beside him

The teenager immediately equated his height with two small children "Dek," said slowly while rubbing the heads of his two sisters "Clearly to sister ya" he continued, which made the two little children raised their heads to look terrified expression that was already in the flood of tears "Don't be afraid, there's an older brother" her words gently calm down while rubbing the cheeks of her sisters who are wet

"Ta,,, in li,ta sama al,,, again looking for goods be, kas in tem,, pat sam, pah" obviously stammered trying to get everyone to hear right

From the beginning of the teenager asked his sisters explanation it was not spared from the eyesight of people who some were filled to see their interaction including the zima that held back his tears did not fall

Zimah continued to look towards the sister with a gaze that she had once been in their position and it was her pain.

"Keep alvin see there is plastic near the trash and alvin take it turns the contents of his many delicious cakes" continued the little girl named Lita who can already master her

"There?" point the brother towards the trash can not far from them and in reply nod by his sisters "So where are the cakes?" ask sisangka brother without angling

"it's been eating the same lita and alvin" her great-granddaughter slowly, afraid to make her sister angry

He rubbed his brothers' heads and immediately stood facing the people in front of him

"What did my brother say you stole?" his timpal was cynical when he saw the teenage girl who was about to talk

"We all heard the explanation of the little boy" he continued, seeing the middle-aged woman who cut off the explanation of the little boy's sister "So here no one steals, no one steals, they found in a place that was indeed a waste of profit" continued another who got a cynical look from the middle-aged woman

"Is that mom's?" ask ustadz harith who invites the full gaze of everyone

"Yes" she replied convinced "i was wrong to keep the plastic, the actual plastic that contained the cake for my son and the plastic that I brought to throw in the trash" continue to defend again

"So here there's no stealing his name, but they found out that they believe his owner had dumped him to where he should have been" it was clearly harith who got the nod from everyone except the middle-aged woman

"They are still small mothers," said the man behind the gemes harith "again in the plastic was not the identity of the mother, how to look for her, how to find her, if the mother wants to be in search just the identity of the mother or family in the plastic" he continued again without the burden of inviting laughter from everyone including zimah and harith who held back laughter

"Ekhem" deheman harith stopped everyone's laughter "This matter is the mother's care and did not know them" said Harith looking at the middle-aged woman and two young children "So I asked the mother's invitation for the food for them and I would replace all of them, let my two friends who will accompany the shopping mother." explained harith

"I don't want to shop, I just ask for a change of money" he asked without guilt

Without knowing how much to change harith immediately took the wallet and wanted to release some red money sheets and immediately held by his friend the other one

"How much are all the cakes they eat?" ask harith's best friend

"Fifty thousand" the middle-aged woman replied casually which made them shake their heads

In his take money a piece of color in the harith jump immediately gave up on the middle-aged woman in front of him "That's a hundred thousand more money take a mother consider alja alma from my best friend to the mother in need" said his relaxed look at the middle-aged woman who held the shame and immediately left

"Thank God, thank you brother for helping me and my sisters" he said approaching Zimah and harith who looked at the three brothers with a smile

"Sama-sama" replied the gentle zimah "You are her sister lita and alvin yes" he continued

"Do you know my brothers?" ask her confused

"And earlier brother Denger lita mentioned his name and your little brother" clearly zimah laughed softly

"Oh yes, yes," his ringist shy "I ghaziyah call aja ziyah this Thalita my first sister and this is my second calvin my sister" he explained familiar "Whose name is this brother?" her question looked towards Zimah and three men who had seen the interaction of different age girls in front of her

"My name is Zimah" his reply kindly extended a hand to the three brothers and was greeted with pleasure by them with a smile

"I rafaeel, put his e two yes" put his hand on his chest as a polite sign and move two fingers when explaining his two-letter name

And it made the two kids laugh as if forgetting that they were crying

"And it was that spicy mouth of his name kak farzan" obviously his who got a sharp gaze from farzan "But good really" he continued after seeing a hostile look

"This is harith's brother who spoke to the old mother" clearly rafaeel with a sane smile saw the two children who were still laughing at his explanation that somehow located his funny

"It's ustadz harith yan usual on tv huh?"

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