I AM YOU AND ISLAM
CHAPTER 60
As if the world's oxygen stock was depleted, Fizhan stuck his stomach up the toilet to grab the remaining gas. His mind was immediately fixed on the wet dream he had last night. The subject of the woman is Irene, so why come today Fatimah? Very out of sync.
The suitor was so, his heart was flattered to ask for release. Full of feelings Fatimah looked at Fizhan's face, trying to find the meaning of his silence at this time.
“So how is nak?” For the second time the middle-aged man asked a question.
Fizhan snorted fretfully, which became a problem he had absolutely no love for Fatimah. Then why marry if in the end there is one that will break.
“Before I apologize, but it seems I can not accept this offer.”
Byuuuuurr.
Pranks!
Cloudy as if coming suddenly and ready to shower the earth with hot water. The originally gripping atmosphere is now increasingly incarnated like a deadly cave that is ready to pounce. All clumsy, dead-minded when they hear a sentence that feels like it destroys the mind.
Fizhan was busy watching the three men while playing the edge of his clothes. It does not rule out the possibility that he was actually nervous and afraid just in case his words would hurt others.
“Why?” The middle-century man again asked the question, maybe this is the last because there is nothing more to talk about.
“I can't marry a woman I don't love at all Sir, sorry.”
Plaque!
Again the sentence that was thrown from the man made all the people who were there feel slashed by a sharp razor. Until Fizhan once said so, as if there were no words more subtle than that.
For a long time they were in sculpture mode, until one of the most broken among them lifted his legs without permission. His eyes were dripping clear-clear crystals that were immediately swept roughly in the hope that no one would see.
Seeing the behavior of his son who immediately pulled away, Umi Fatimah became worried. The woman immediately said goodbye to the owner of the house and then pulled her husband's arm towards the car.
Fizhan watched anxiously, but there was also no other choice but to tell the truth. He does not want to make things up or refuses to be frank in order to keep his good name. Nah! It can be fatal later on.
In there the virgin whose heart had just been broken roared did not accept. The car seems to be a satanic barrel at the night market, noisy not playing. Pupus has been a hope that he has hung on the figure of Fizhan. Living together and having cute children he was forced to throw away from the mind.
Broken.
Crushed.
No headed.
If you knew it would eventually be like this, surely Fatimah would prefer not to know the man at all.
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Sam hastily grabbed his motorcycle and stepped on the gas pedal, deliberately the leafy sideburn was not carrying the car because it was a four-wheeled object was in service.
Today he intends to complete a mission. Yesterday night before going to bed he was shocked again by a stone wrapped in paper which lately often terrorized him. Which man can endure long ago being played like that? Especially for Sam the street slave, it was the stupidest way and the new village he felt this time.
FLASH BACK ON
02:00
“Hoaaaam.” Sam threw his shirt in any direction until it stuck on top of the head of the sleeping lamp. Pitting strength on the bed with Lyora makes her back feel like breaking a thousand. Indeed, their game ended at 12 o'clock but the remains of the pagant can certainly be lost after noon.
Craiang!
Bugh!
“Shit!”
Sam was flabbergasted not playing when a round object came by breaking the window of the room as a way. He roused his forced body while patting his rumbling chest, hoping that the ticking thing inside there would soon be normal.
The man with the level of body to twist his neck in order to reach the courtyard of the house overgrown by giant bongsai. Getting the cheap treatment that has repeatedly happened makes his blood rush unhelpfully.
Sam doesn't mind if only once, but who will remain patient if it's been repeatedly? The single continued to scan his distance through the glass that had been cracked unceremoniously. Until the sight of the girl in blue with shoulder-length blonde hair was clearly recorded in her eyes that were sharp like an eagle.
“Lyora?”
Netra Samuel is round. It turns out that suspicions about his own girlfriend were revealed tonight. Sam had thought that the positive woman was the culprit, considering this terror had also occurred in the basecamp which was unknown to anyone other than his game friends and his girlfriend.
“Oho turns out you did all this, damn it!”
Unfortunately Lyora's fate is a bit difficult to run because of the high heels attached to her feet. And it was a fortune for Sam to catch the cheap act before the perpetrator actually left and disappeared from the area.
FLASBACK OFF
Breem breem.
Being on a big motorbike adds to the gallantry of the man in the fray. Many female riders who glanced at him in amazement, even occasionally someone to rotate the neck 360 degrees in order to be able to aim at the net Sam hidden behind the helmet glass.
Somehow after knowing the truth, Sam became reluctant to even shudder in horror to touch Lyora's body again. The decision was unanimous to end the relationship with the girl, besides out there there were many other women who were waiting for her to be single. Although Irene is still the most beautiful.
Before officially getting Irene, Samuel will continue to colonize all the girls in Medan City. Not to be loved, but just a lustful gratifier.
It seems that the two-wheeled object is increasingly streaking to bring Sam to a luxurious ivory building.
“Come out now, I'm in front of your house!” His orders were to someone across the phone.
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