I AM YOU AND ISLAM
CHAPTER 27
The kiss landed on the forehead of a girl in a white-gray uniform. A pair of perfect neutrals then followed by a heartbeat that suddenly exceeds the normal limit. Is he dreaming?
Esther patted her cheek hard, it hurt, it turned out that the girl was in the real world. Many times the girl blinked her eyes and held onto her suddenly claustrophobic chest.
“You why?” Ask someone who made his heart almost go out.
There's no answer. Esther was still struggling with the position of the statue she had just created. Huh basic plain girl.
Alan let it happen long enough. While waiting for Esther's consciousness to gather perfectly, she continued to look fixedly at the stiff face of her heart's header.
“Hmmm you're beautiful, but stupid!” The thick-browed man murmured in his heart. Hey stupid what did he mean?
After being felt long enough and Esther's consciousness began to return, Alan immediately offered a question that made the girl answer timidly.
“Have you never dated before?”
“A- I?”
“Iya.”
“But.” Esther cengegesan.
Dara ayu sank her head staring at the green grass that began to sway due to the wind. This is truly a kissing love that she has never gotten from anyone but her own mother.
“God. I’ never forget this moment.” Esther murmured in her heart.
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“Oke all already. Where do you want to eat, though? It doesn't seem fun if it's here alone.” A student in a gray white uniform with one pigtail was carrying groceries in both hands. For quite a long time he circled the mall which is not reachable by the count of this lightning, his legs ache and his stomach also feels hungry.
“Ah I know where to go.” He said as he smiled a thin smile.
Irene put all the things she had bought in the trunk of the motorbike. Luckily the container under the matic seat is large enough to accommodate all of its groceries today. The girl darted away leaving the magnificent glass-dominated building that contained luxurious items.
He shot the clock stuck on his wrist. At three o'clock in the afternoon, there was still time for him to indulge his tongue before going to a place that had lately become his daily visit.
Motor continued to divide the excitement of Medan City in the afternoon until the afternoon, until the teenage girl in a classic nuanced cafe not far from the City Center.
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“I was very upset with the jambang earlier. Just watch if I see you again I'll make him skewer!” It was the 20th minute for Fizhan to listen to Aisyah's dumelan about a man who almost punched her in the face earlier.
“Please chase if you want.”
“Create what? He also came home and went nowhere huft.”
After a tense incident with Sam earlier, they resumed their eating that had been delayed. Currently, all the menus that have been served have been devoured by these two people. But the one who spent the most was Aisyah. The girl devoured everything and left only lemon tea and chocolate pudding for Fizhan, it was Aisyah who also took part to devour the pudding.
“You've had a few minutes to mumble the Shah. Now let's go home.” The voice of the man who was getting bored with Aisyah's repetition sounded interrupting.
“Say you're saturated.”
“That's you know.” Fizhan replied as he rolled his eyes lazily.
“Ah yes let's go home.”
“Sebentar.” Fizhan headed to the cashier's desk to pay for all their orders today, after which the two inched out of the cafe to return home.
But before the two actually came out of the doorway, a woman hit the chest of Fizhan's field and suddenly made her heart pound as she saw which look was in front of her without distance.
“Irene?”
The two froze in place. What dream did they have last night to meet in this place?
And that woman?
Ck! Why should I meet you when I'm with him? Irene mourned this incident.
“You're here too?” Fizhan again exclaimed after successfully distancing himself from the girl who hit his body earlier.
“A-I just sa- until.” Answer Irene.
“It looks like I've seen you.” This time Aisha spoke. He squinted his eyes to remember which event led him to meet the hazel-eyed girl.
“She was the girl who once lay in my room due to an accident and she is also the girl who a few days ago passed us in front of the school.” Fizhan.
“Ah Yes. I've been trying to remember it. You're Irene right?”
Basic Aisyah! It was obvious that Fizhan mentioned the girl's name when their bodies collided earlier. So why re-question?
“Aisyah is an ayu girl and very cool when looked at by the eyes. Which man is not tempted when he sees his figure? Huh I'm a minder.” Irene glanced at the heart.
“Then we first ya Re.” Fizhan said then edged out with Aisyah.
The hearts of those who are left behind feel torn. A shadow of Fizhan and Aisyah's face flashed in her brain.
What if after this they'll go somewhere and date there?
What if Fizhan fucks Aisyah?
What if they both enjoyed the time?
Hows it?
Hows it?
Hows it?
“Aaaaaaaa This must not happen!” Irene screamed inwardly imagining events that did not actually happen. His appetite is completely gone, he comes out of the cafe door and searches for the whereabouts of two human children who set him on fire.
“I have to follow wherever you go!” Irene said as she looked at everyone on the street.
His gaze continued to drift until he finally caught two High School children standing with him on the sidewalk.
Irene looked at both. At first the girl thought that Aisyah and Fizhan would cross the road but when a yellow public transport passed by, she said, Irene could clearly see that the two went inside and headed in a direction she did not yet know.
Irene followed from behind.
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Drrt.
Drrt.
The long vibration of the phone makes a pair of people who are combining love feel it is disturbed. Who the hell's calling this afternoon? The woman's mind in the heart.
“Before Ester baby I pick up the phone first.” Alan moved away then pressed the green icon on the flat object clasped in his hand.
“How?” A man's voice sounded from across the street.
“Oh your target is very easy to fool.” Alan answered.
“What have you done?”
“Nothing. I only treat her with sweet seduction.”
“What is he tempted?”
“Ya.”
“Good. You're very clever, man.”
“But I need a lubricant to carry out this plan.”
“Basic brains! I'll send it in a minute.”
“Kutungwa.”
Tuuuu.
“What plan?” A woman's voice was clearly heard from behind.
Mampus.
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Who the hell calls Alan?
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