I AM YOU AND ISLAM
CHAPTER 39
“Wah very good om.” Esther was shocked to see what was currently in front of her eyes.
A new output watch with a well-known brand that lives neatly in a square-shaped black box. Esther was excited not playing, as fast as lightning she immediately wrapped the object on her left wrist.
“Cocord.” He said he praised himself.
“Nih we equals.” This time Irene spoke up. The girl thrust her hand which turned out to also wear the same watch, but different colors.
“Iya papa did deliberately buy the same clock for you both.” Antonius smiled kindly. She considered Esther as her own daughter.
The two girls who were given gifts were also mesem-mesem themselves. A watch is very expensive and not everyone can have it.
“Eh yes let's eat.” Bargain the man of stout stature while spooning rice to his own plate.
The two women followed. All three eat all available menus voraciously. Tonight will be a beautiful night for Irene and Antonius because the next day the father and son can fill the daily activities simultaneously.
“Thank you Ester because for one week you've been dropping off princess om for school.”
The deg!
The two girls in front of Anthony looked at each other. The pieces of chicken that they were ravenous were suddenly numb and stuck in the throat.
“Em eum Yes om.” Esther answered nervously.
There was no more conversation after that until they finally finished the dinner. Esther came home because she had to meet her mother who also just returned from out of town because of work.
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“Awww.” An ayu-faced woman held her temple softly. It was the first night for him to stay in the hospital after the crash.
“Still sick son?” Mr. Zulfan who was the status of Abi Aisyah also approached his only daughter who was lying on a gurney.
“Huh! I'm really upset with that guy!”
“Who? The Sam?”
“Oh so his name is Sam.” Aisyah rolled her eyes lazily.
“Iya, Samuel.”
“Also why should Abi be friendly to the person who has hit Abi's own daughter huh?”
“Already son, do not drag on hating someone.”
“Aisyah does not hate bi, just growled.”
“Samely dear.” Mr. Zulfan gently stroked the head of his baby. The man felt funny because from earlier the girl was always clucking with the perpetrator who hit him.
“So what were you talking about earlier?”
“Huh you've been kepo once. That's a man's business, son.”
“Hm.”
“Look at you Sam. I'm really still pissing off at you.” Aisyah muttered inwardly. His head still feels pain because stumbled by the asphalt of the rope earlier.
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The night was getting late and made the owls pop out of their hiding places. Lyora stared at the ceiling of nature, as if there was Sam's face up there.
“Huft! Why are my worries sticking out like this?” The girl clucked in annoyance. I don't know why his heart didn't want to lose Sam.
Tut tut tut tut's.
Connection connected.
“What's Ly?” A typical big voice of a man sounded from across there.
“I miss you so much dear.”
“Oh I think we just met this morning.”
“Yes, but somehow I always want to be with you.”
“So how?”
“Gosh! Why are you being so insensitive? You already know what someone usually does when they miss?”
“What is it?”
“Ck!” Lyora's teeth were rumbling, Sam's really stupid.
“I'm on the road, please contact again if I'm not busy.”
Tuuuu.
Connection broke off unilaterally.
“Aaaaah! **** you Sam! Why are you suddenly such a stranger?” Lyora slammed into whatever was in front of her. Starting from blankets, pillows and bolsters have all moved into the surface of the floor.
I don't know what makes the man with the thick sideburns become cold, Sam is like a chunk of ice in the North Pole.
“You've changed since you were alone with that woman Sam!” Lyora rubbed her face rough. This time there were water droplets that crowded his eyes.
Lyora is digging up who Irene really is through Delia. But until now the girl has not found an answer that is connected to her brain. Some say that Irene is an ordinary friend of Sam, some say that Irene is Sam's nemesis and some say that Irene is Sam's lover.
But it all makes no sense. If it is true that Irene is an ordinary friend of Sam's, surely the man will not be absent when discussed about the woman. If Irene was Sam's lover then it would be impossible because Lyora could clearly see the streak of hate that was sticking out of Irene's face for the man in the thick coat. And if it says that Irene is Sam's enemy, then why would Sam desperately approach Irene? Don't enemies hate each other? Huh! Lyora's brain seemed to want to slip from the place of thinking about all this.
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“Happy nice dream sugar.”
“See to tomorrow dad.”
Irene ascended to the airland shortly after receiving a warm kiss from the father. Actually he really wants to sleep immediately, but his mind is still sailing in any direction.
“Yes God. Why would I be a masked girl like this?” Irene clasped both of her arms on the folded legs on the bed. Ever since Fizhan got to know the girl had a double personality that no one knew.
Be honest! At first the girl was just curious about Fizhan's figure and started to figure out his figure just because he wanted to answer all the questions that were choking on his head. But fate says otherwise, He is already trapped in a game that he created himself. Irene is not the type of woman who is easy to drop her heart, even the time with Sam alone dara was never a bit of love. But when he began to know the figure of Fizhan as if there is a sense of self-interest that is struggling in his heart. Fizhan is not as sweet as the Korean actor whose movies he always watched before going to bed, Fizhan is also not someone who has abundant wealth even his life seems mediocre and very simple. But one thing that can not be denied, Fizhan has a paradise and a very nice temperament against anyone. And for Irene, she had never found a human being who was like that man. Let alone the exact same, to balance 20% is not there.
“As far as God is what it will be. I just follow.” Irene rubbed her body on the surface of the bed and then pulled the blanket to the chest.
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Seriate
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