HEARTFELT
The Asongan Traders Hugs

After buying what Timah was looking for, they explored the pavilions of different countries and enjoyed an authentic atmosphere from different parts of the world.

"Where is Zen?" tanya Timah began to get upset when they had not yet met the Prince.

"We can find the Indonesian pavilion Tan" replied zein.

"Let's go there" asked Timah.

Like the Egyptian, Algerian and Moroccan pavilions, when Timah entered the Indonesian pavilion, desert music was also heard singing songs titled romance.

"Ana the widow yes love torments the soul....".

"Yes latin romance sani..........".

"yes amorous latin sani............"

The Indobesia Pavilion has a fairly large shopping area that sells a variety of products including handicrafts, clothing, jewelry, culinary, and much more.

A hawker man tried to offer Timbah prayer beads.

"Hi Lady, can we are business?" tanyakanya.

The bule-faced man wears a shabby Indonesian-style black peci mounted transversely, a slingshot bag hanging on his right shoulder.in his hands and neck full of prayer beads. It looks muddy, like a hard man offering stuff for a bite of rice.

"How much..? tanya Timah feels kasian.

"cheap... Three selawe" he replied in Javanese, then he called the name of the wood tasbih making material which he thought was expensive.

The mothers who were in the pavilion flattened Indonesian people, showed a look of shock, then laughed. Of course it is not mocking laughter, but rather feels strange with the pronunciation of 'sawe', a word in Javanese which means twenty-five.

"Soko ndi ki uwong?"

"Learn Javanese from where this person is" said the mother who happened to be from Java.

"Ha ha ha ha "the mother of another mother laughs and passes while talking to each other.

"Ha ha ha" Zeno laughed.

Without bidding his wares Timah dragged Zeno away towards the cafeteria, taking a seat at an empty table.

Here people can enjoy a variety of drinks and delicious street dishes from various regional cuisines in Indonesia.

"I hsus we order young coconut ice first how" said Timah.

"Again" replied Zeno and Ramzan together.

"Sister Ramzan.help Zeno find something to give someone a gift" Zeno pinta.

"But we've ordered young coconut ice" Ramzan glanced at Timah.

"May but not for long yes" nods Timah agreed, understand Ramzan's objections.

"But Tan" replied Zeno.

When Zeno and Ramzan were busy looking for groceries, the merchant asonngan tasbih seller approached the table Tin, sitting next to Tin, half forced to ask Timah to buy his merchandise.

"How much one?" ask Tin.

"It's one ten Riyal, if this one's 5 Riyal" the hawker offered his prayer beads.

"Well..I bought this one" Tin bought one hoping the hawker left immediately.

"This is your order, miss" The restaurant's waiter brought four bowls of young coconut ice and placed them on the Tin table.

"This gate is a message one" replied the restaurant waiter putting a bowl of young coconut ice, in front of the peddler man.

"Damn, .... Lead grouse" when this slum guy also hangs out at his desk.

Timah's heart grew irritated and anxious when the Prince he was waiting for was not nongol, while Zeno and Ramzan died alone again.

"No need to pay, this is halal. gifts for the lady" said the hawker returned Tin money.

"Hoo" Tin gaped, his eyes glared, when he looked at the face of the hawker, a face that was no stranger to him.

"Pa. pa Prince" said Timah stammered.

"Ha ha ha you can recognize me" said the Prince.

As in command they opened both hands, then hugged.

"It's been.. babe....this is Dubai we can be in the snare of the Pornography Act" Prince immediately released the arms of Tin.

"Why did the prince do this?" ask Tin.

"From now on you have become part of the Andrik family group, with the status of Empress President Andrik group" said the prince.

"You must know and understand that the Andrik group is moving in the world of intelligence, intelligence officers must disguise themselves so as not to be suspected and accepted by the target of the operation, the intelligence officer must be undercover, most of them are more camouflaged so it is very difficult and even invisible when mingling with civil society or mingling with the enemy" explained Prince Andrik.

"Hmmmm" original lead gum.

Prince Andrik's statement "You are part of the Andrik group, with the status of Empress" made Timah feel floating above the clouds, a sense of happiness that can not be said, he said, Tin can not distinguish how happy when she received the award trophy following the international event, or when crowned as the Queen of the International was embraced by many people throughout the country.

"Intelejen have enemies, they could be our competitors from different countries and continents, maybe one day you also have to do camouflage to trick the enemy" continued Prince Andrik.

"It's ok" Tin origin replied her tears melted on her cheeks.

"You're crying, don't you like your status as Empress?" asked Prince Andrik, when he saw the tears on Timah's cheek.

"No... Prince, Tin is very happy" he added.

Along with the exchange of songs in the Indonesian pavilion, from the theme "ya Asmara" changed the theme "Ya Dana"

"Ana is poor, Dana, it's impossible to like Dana"

The lyrics of the song seem to be a stimulant in the soul of the turbulent lead happier, like he is not who has always lacked funds. Living with her widowed mother, she must help her mother fund the school of her three younger siblings.

Shadows how wonderful it is to live as an empress, a glamorous treasure. It was in her mind how the empress with her status was no matchgan, all power was in her hands.

Shown how women are envious of him, yes with three words uttered prince "You are empress" Three words that are able to make Timah happy beyond, the, happy Tin when paraded along the city of Moscow while carrying the award trophy, International Ledys Awards.

"Thank you Prince" said Timah kissing the Prince's hand cordially.

The atmosphere of the night with a desert music chant back themed Asmara, evoking a delusion that adds intimacy for couples who are in love. Likewise with Timah and Prince Andrik who just started life as lovers.

"I want you to be the mother of the child who will be my heir" whispered Prince Andrik, kissing Tin's forehead.

"Whatever the wishes of Prince Timah will come, Prince wants to have children how much?" tanya Timah can begin to master the turmoil of his soul.

"Do not think the child first, we think marriage first, honeymoon where, just had a child" said the Prince.

"Honeymoon does not need to be far away also it's a waste, in Fhadlan Island the atmosphere is also romantic" Timah said.

"Don't worry, right Prince Sulaiman, uncle Timah has promised to sell his money for our honeymoon, ha ha ha ha" Goda Prince.

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