I AM YOU AND ISLAM
CHAPTER 26
“You're serious?” The eyes of the girl who heard the perfect buyak. Fix it! Fatimah must have loved Fizhan. If not, why did he mention the man's name? Ah Irene's heart felt like it was being crushed by a big concrete.
“Why do you look surprised?”
“Umm i- it. I mean, I guess she doesn't have a boyfriend.”
“You know. Could be that guy is his brother.”
Ouch Irene. Restrain yourself, do not let it appear that you are also enthusiastic about hearing this story.
“Ohiya also yes.”
Irene shuffled out and left Esther in the corner of the classroom. As much as possible he hid the mossy red hue on his face at this moment. Actually the virgin was very curious what relationship between Fizhan and his classmate Fatimah. But where might he ask directly to the owner himself, could-be caught in the guise all this time.
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Criating.
The bell rings a sign the school is over. All students scatter from the field shortly after they receive a briefing from the principal about the National Examination which will be held in a few days.
A one-pointed girl appeared to be talking to her best friend as she gushed into the classroom to pick up a bag.
“Ngemall yuk's. I've been with.” Irene threw a look at Esther's face.
“Aduh again could.”
“Why?” Rarely did Esther reject her offer, Irene thought.
“I'll meet my girlfriend this afternoon.”
“Hah? For what?”
“Ah you are like someone who has never dated.”
Irene turned back in shock in disbelief. Is it so soon that the rassa of love arose in Esther's heart? Damnit damnit! His position had been replaced by a man named Alan.
“How once did the creature look?” Irene grumbled in the heart.
The two of them entered the classroom then tidied up the remains of the book that was scattered on the table and put it in a bag. From the corner of the class Irene can clearly see the face of a white-hooded girl looks swollen, who else if not Fatimah. The girl cried long enough to make her pair of eyelids look reddish.
“I first yes.” Esther said and walked away with a face full of red hue.
Irene watched her best friend's back until it was completely gone from the doorway. His heart is sad, but it has every right to forbid someone to fall in love and have a lover.
After finishing cleaning the rest of the book, the hazel-eyed virgin immediately left the class and headed to the school parking area to pick up the motorbike. He plans to go alone to the mall because people who usually accompany him prefer to meet a new girlfriend rather than his own concoction.
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On the other hand, a pair of adam children were joking around in a classic cafe in Medan City. They looked earthy with each other, occasionally the woman tried the man's chocolate pudding without permission.
“Then this is the story, it can be mine that runs out first. You're really cheating Shah.” The man grumbled.
“Order only again.”
“Enteng once your mouth speaks.”
Sreeek.
“Duuuuh!”
“Hahahaha.”
The man laughed with satisfaction when he had succeeded in making the woman in front of him cluck. He pulled the tip of the woman's veil so as to make the cloth wrapped part of her head lengser and almost covered the entire face.
“Fizhan watch out for you yes ih!”
Fizhan and Aisyah. After school they did not immediately shuffle into the house but spoiled the tongue with some menu that has been presented in front of the two at this time. There are chocolate pudding, fried rice, burgers, fried potatoes, lemon tea, orange juice and a few pieces of fruit ready to squeeze their rubber hulls. Actually it was not Fizhan but a woman in front of him who ordered all these foods. Positive thinking alone, maybe the girl is growing up. Oops more precisely the time of development, the development of kikik fat.
“Replace yes uhhh.”
“Eh!”
“Astagfirullah ma-sorry bang sorry.”
A heavily mined man who had just popped out of the main door was struck by Fizhan's body which was deliberately pushed by Aisyah. Nah! The point is not to deliberately encourage Fizhan to hit the sturdy man's body but only to avenge his frustration against the man who had pulled the tip of his hood to lengser to the face.
The man who did not seem to accept the treatment of the two human children was spontaneous just put on a fierce look and clenched hands. His line of white teeth beat, it felt like he was eager to punch the person in front of him.
“It's Sam! They also accidentally.”
“Shut up Lyora!”
Holy hooch!
That's Sam the lush jambang.
The two men could have met at this place.
Sam and Lyora also still wear High School uniforms like Fizhan and Aisyah. Either the natural attractions like what invites the two of them to come to the same place and time.
“Sorry I was not accidentally.” The man who hit again apologized for the mistake he actually did not intentionally.
“It's a darling. You've heard her apologies, haven't you?” Lyora is back to sound. The girl in a knee-length gray skirt pulled Sam's arm so he wouldn't be too straight and made a fuss over trivial things.
Sam according. It follows Lyora's attraction that takes her to the corner of the cafe. Thankfully, what would happen if the two people fought in a public place like this. But before the big one passed by, though, he stared fixedly at the face of the person who hit his body earlier while pointing the index and middle fingers form the letter V right on the surface of the male netra that still displays his face.
“Awas you!” Whisper Sam while carving distance.
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“Oh darling. You look so pretty in this white-gray uniform.” Alan cupped his hands together on Esther's cheeks. They had just met in a vast expanse in the center of the city.
The woman who was treated with such sweetness lowered her head in shame. He mesem-mesem himself while carving obscure formations on the ground using the tip of his shoe.
Previously Alan did ask that after school Esther meet him at this place. He wanted to invite the girl to chat in the open space while enjoying the wind and the view of the vehicle neatly lined up on the highway.
“We will enjoy togetherness until night.” Alan drew Esther's hand and invited her to sit on the grass that grew there. Holy hooch! Does he not think if there is a tungir who will settle in one of his girlfriend's calves that are not wrapped by the skirt or socks. Stupidhead! She should have been able to see that the skirt and socks that Esther was wearing were equally lacking in materials.
“How was your school today?” Esther spoke after a few minutes of meeting.
“Ummm a-I.” Alan. “Oh my school is good.”
Esther linked the two eyebrows at Alan's sudden nervous agitation. What was? Wasn't that guy who was so aggressive?
“Did your school have a briefing for the National Examination?”
“Ah is sweet. I'm not going to talk about school.”
“Why?”
“Because right now I just want to tell you about our future later, my dear.”
CUPS.
CUPS.
CUPS.
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