
hi all of you must be strangers to me if you ever read the story of bang Rizal this time there is my story
my name is:Muhammad Iqbal Ridho Rajendra's Son
I'm the 3rd of 4 children
my Daddy name:Ahmad Rajendra
my mommy's name:Citra Aulia Rajendra although in fact she also took the surname from Daddy actually it was Daddy's own request
I am not the president like Rizal's brother I just the owner of Caffe with 10 branches I am quite consistent in business if asked knp I have Caffe own knp.gk so the president only because this will I myself so that later I after college or maybe married I will not jump myself again to the family I will be myself
I opened Caffe on all my savings not from the interference of my parents I would rather be myself than have to jump over to the elderly because I am a man who has intelligence in on average that makes a lot of people like me maybe if they like me but they by looking at my wealth hmm if someday I will be alone is there anyone who bothers me even my manyuka?
I can't believe I just believe in my Lauhul mahfuz whether it's death or women
if it's a woman first I'm sure I'll take her to be a good woman even if I'm not necessarily good
I will be a tough man who will take my wife's children to a good path if I'm wrong it's natural because I'm just an ordinary man who depends only on God
if death first I will be sincere and I always learn to be a good man even though in the eyes of others I am only a man who has a cold and indifferent nature I only care to women because I fear later if the woman is not my Lauhul mahfuz because if she is far away my Mahfuz only for me one will not be able to make others
I have a principle that being a man should learn more about the religion of Islam because you are the one who guides not you who are guided
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today is a bright morning because today I am off as usual I will do a morning jog to keep me healthy and fit
hi all I Iqbal this time I am the main character of the story of this novel and 1 again
a woman who will later come out also her role either as what is important to see the story of me and the woman
I am currently with my dear sister, Tasya
I loved her so much that I only wanted her to be a woman armed to the Hereafter
"abaaaangg" called Tasya but Tasya was surprised to see her brother daydreaming but smiling
"abaaaaaaaangg"call Tasya with a slight shout
"eh" I was also caught
"knp branch anyway?"ask Tasya
"gpp brother cumn again contemplating fate" said Iqbal
"is the most about life after college, want to get married?"tasya said that emphasized the word Mikah and he was the one who was most familiar with his brother who was so cold with women except mommy grandmother and Tasya himself
"what the hell's the deck" I said with an annoyed face
"hmm let's go" I said with a face that was still upset
"iii brother don't be sprained dong face realetap must be happy kiyowo" said Tasya with a face that I think adorable when he just said it was not made for
then I pinched her cheek which I thought was worrisome and made her pout
"iiiii brother don't be naughty "say her
"hehehe" I just chuckled until we finally reached the gate and I immediately changed my expression to cold
some time after we run in the morning we buy a drink and then we sit in one of the places that are provided
because I was tired I immediately opened and drank water from the bottle I had bought because so focused drinking I did not pay attention to my sister who was not there after the mucum bottle was finished because it was still I put it back and then I saw my sister who didn't drink
"where are you drinking?"ask him
"there was love for a thirsty little boy" Tasya said making me frown
"when did you give me the deck?"ask him
the flasback
pov tasya
I want to open my drinking bottle until I see a little boy who like abis in pursuit and then I help him after that I invite him to sit next to my brother
"the deck drinks first" I said as I opened the bottle
"gpp emng his brother?"ask the little boy
"gpp kok" Tasya said
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hi hi haii all this is my 2nd novel well hehe this is the story of Iqbal