How To Love You
Fathurs

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Inside an apartment in downtown Marakas, a handsome young man was packing his belongings and stuffing them in a suitcase.

The young man was Fathur Rahman/Fathur, the son of the number one richest man of Sabangpiri sect. Currently Fathur has completed his studies at one of the prestigious universities in the city of Marakas, namely at Sahanuddin University (UNSAH).

Now the 25-year-old wants to return to his hometown to manage the businesses and large businesses owned by his parents.

In his family, Fathur is his only son. So he will be the successor to the swallow nest business and the largest farm shop owned by his parents. His sister is a woman, married to a successful businessman, has two children, and settled in the city of Marakas.

After finishing packing his goods, Fathur immediately wore a black jeans jacket plus his favorite sunglasses.  After that he immediately left.

Dret.

Fathur's phone suddenly rang as soon as he had just entered his car.

"Hello, Ma." Fathur answers the phone call which turns out to be from his mother, Susi's mother.

"Hello, Fathur." Susi's voice was heard on the other end of the phone.

"Yes Ma."

"Where are you now, baby?"

"This is Ma, Fathur is leaving" replied Fathur, wearing a safety belt.

"Oh. Yes, be careful on the road well, son," Susi said before ending their conversation on the phone.

"Yes, Ma."

After his call with the mother was closed, Fathur was immediately gas-fired to his birth village.

"Bismillah, good luck to the end."

For a long time Fathur did not return to his hometown. The last time he came back three years ago, it was just a night's stay at his parents' house and then back to the city of Marakas. He very rarely returned home because of his busy life is very crowded.

In addition to college, the young man also had many other affairs. Plus the journey from the city of Marakas to the village of Tadanpili which can only be reached by land. It took me half a day to get there.

Every Fathur misses both parents or vice versa, it is Susi who will come to visit the city of Marakas to meet her two children. Sometimes Mr. Rahman also come along, that's also if he is not busy.

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It does not feel the clock has pointed to the number at 17:00 local time. Now it was time for Tasya and Dewi to return home. This time they came home early because back then the work in the store was not so much. Usually when they are busy, they can be overtime until 9 pm.

Because today Dewi does not bring a motorbike, Tasya decided to take his best friend home first before he himself returned to his home.

"Welcome to Tadanpili village." Fathur muttered as he read the welcome letter in the border area between the village of Tadanpili and the village of Talatunra.

"Huft ... old just returned home, there have been many changes in this village, ranging from the streets to the buildings. Means the development and economy of the people in this village must have increased a lot compared to a few years ago." Fathur spoke to himself, nodding his head as he watched the state of the village where he was born 25 years ago.

"Ah ... long ago nyetir pegel also yes it turns out," complained Fathur while shaking his shoulders and occasionally he also raised his butt.

From the opposite direction, he saw a beautiful hijab girl riding a red matic scooter of the Foni brand.

That girl is so similar to Tasya, how is she doing now? He must be big by now. Fathur nodded with a smile of his own.

The last time they met during a ceremony held at the house of Mr. Ahmad, his uncle Fathur 5 years ago. After they had eaten together, Fathur took Tasya with Tania and Tantri to return home. Tania and Tantri are Tasya's siblings.

Fathur did not realize that the girl he saw just now was indeed Tasya. He did not really recognize the girl because the two of them had not met for years plus Tasya who was now hijab.

"Okay .. has arrived, Wi." Tasya stopped the speed of his motorbike right in front of the wooden gate of the Dewi residence and his family.

"Okay Tasy, thank you." Dewi said while getting off the bike.

"Ten thousand, ma'am." Tasya joked as he turned his hand towards the Goddess. The two girls laughed together.

"Almost yuk, Tasy."

"Next time, Wi. You already want a night," Tasya refused.

"Oh, yeah that's it."

"OKAY. I went back first. Bc ...!"

"Okay dada .. do not speed, kasian 'kak Hendra if you get why-why." The goddess was very happy to tease her best friend. Seeing Tasya angry made him anxious himself.

"Idih .. kok he is the kasian. Am I not the one who is kasian if I get why? What the hell are you doing, Wi?" Tasya squinted her eyes at the Goddess. He did not think the way his best friend thought. Looks like the Goddess thinks more of others than her own best friend.

"Yes, because Hendra's brother is very dear to you. Hehe. You're the one who won't open your heart."

"Ih .. It's really people. Don't you ever say that to me again, I'm tickled to hear it." Tasya shuddered.

"I told you I don't like him. If you like it he makes you," Tasya said, stressing, it seems he was getting upset at his best friend.

"Don't be angry, Mom. Her beauty will fade. Haha."

"Yes, go home. I can't stand the beautiful girl getting angry," seduced Goddess.