ISTIKHARAH LOVE KUSUMA
CHAPTER 65. I'M PULAAAANG

Shan walked gontai towards the basement. Leaving Maira there with Ratih. He just wanted to get to his car.

Biips. Biips. The remote CR-V.

The handsome man in a black shirt in a silver tie was sitting behind the wheel. He loosened his tie knot, unbuttoning one collar section hoping to reduce tightness.

The eagle's netra view was sharp, but it instantly dimmed along with the fingers grip on the steering wheel until the veins of his hands were visible.

Shan held back the anger, lara, sorrow into one. He is like Dila, only silent when the heart is too painful.

"Bun, can't you come home for a second?" I was hard-earned to get the word out.

The descendants of the Qavi nobility sighed at the long pull several times. Then he drove his car to campus because it was almost too late. Amanah continued the prodi of the rector must continue to run.

This afternoon, it might be the last day he teaches. Coinciding with the semester break he will apply for leave that he has never taken since stepping foot on the famous campus.

A few minutes later. Indonesia University.

Shan rushed to the class where he had to quickly share the final material as well as announce the holiday assignment to create a darft project.

Almost three hours in class, before Ashar, Ezra's son then headed to the cubicle to tidy up some of the objects displayed there.

The man who always looked neat sat behind the table. He grabbed the frame with the cracked glass that Maira had dropped yesterday. "Is this a sign that we're going to split up, Ai?" a fractured relationship," muttered Shan.

Tired of crawling around, Shan placed the phone on the table and rested his head on the arm pads that were piled up there. He wanted to relax for a moment.

Without feeling, one hour Shan had fallen asleep there. The ringing of the phone rang not immediately made him wake up. Until Sumayyah approached the kubikel the friend.

"El. Your phone is still, vibrating mulu. Uh, El, sick?" Sumayyah saw Shan asleep on the table.

"Well, it's not usually like this. Why does he look tired and overslept?" grumbled Sumayyah, seeing Shan look chaotic.

Krieg.

"Who the hell, just bother." The young woman grabbed Shan's unlocked phone. He saw a name there.

"Ai El Hayati, ck lebay also yes you, El. What does this mean?" sumayyah decak.

Soon, a pop-up of message notes came in from the same number, asking for her whereabouts.

Shan was still slumbering, even though Sumayyah shook her body. That sophisticated wire he put it back.

As Ashar's time runs out, Kusuma's son-in-law wakes up. The phone's down, out of power. He did not meet other lecturers in the room other than two special teachers of the evening class.

"Eh, El. I don't think I'm afraid" said his best friend.

"Sunday yesterday but fell asleep in the cubicle, this is coming back. First yes," Shan replied as he exited the room.

This afternoon while struggling with highway congestion, Shan suddenly missed his room. He also turned the direction at the intersection, intending to go to Qavi's house.

Wanting to reflect on himself, Shan decided to buy some portions of fast food so that he did not need to leave the room when he arrived home later. Reluctant to meet many humans for now.

By maghrib, PIK Tower.

His car is parked at the end because it intends to hibernate, so as not to block the traffic of other residents' vehicles. Shan then rushed towards the father's luxurious unit on the tenth floor.

When you get there.

"So damn, where is this? A bun? Grandma, Eyang?" call Shan down their room.

"Eh, grandma sleeping. Eyang and Mommy are not there, go as they are," the eldest brother Syaharan did not bother.

He then headed for the kitchen totebag and filled it with two large bottles of mineral water from the refrigerator, some fruit, snack, milk, coffee, juice packaging and even bread. Just going camping, then up the stairs to the room.

Before entering his masculine room, Shan opened the twin sister's room. "Well, where's Shafiq? is there only Syamil? ... Mil, which Shaf?" he shook the body of the younger brother who if he was asleep would be difficult to wake up.

Shan's fate is lucky, his presence in the house is unknown to anyone. He walked free to shut himself up.

"My room." The man with three younger brothers, looked around.

As his heart drizzled, he placed all his luggage on the sofa table. Then open the mini balcony room.

"I'm sorry Ai. I need time alone so that when I come back later, this heart is much lighter when releasing you or it could be, it was the last moment we met," Shan stared wistfully at the horizon, unclog to the air.

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Orchids.

Maira returned from the airport straight to her room. She wanted to hug her husband. "El. Where's?" it was fun looking.

"Nothing. Where the hell is he?" this time, Maira came back down looking for her parents.

"yeah. Where's she?"

"Well, Maira, what's here? Which shan? it was just that he snusulin you," said Mahendra when he just came out of the room with Naya.

"To the airport, we don't see ya, Ratih." Maira asked for a reinforcement of the argument to her assistant.

Ratih. "Yes, Miss. Don't see Young Master there," he replied.

"Abang, find Shan. Find it," pinta Naya is worried.

"To college kali ya. I called, ", Maira said, pulling out her phone.

"Have you saved each other contact, honey?" mahendra Goda.

"Word from two days ago. Well, how come it's not lifted?" Maira was disappointed her call was diverted several times.

"What is your heart?" tanya Naya, pulled Maira's arm to sit on the sofa of the living room.

"Ehm? what? ... I don't know, still in doubt," Maira answered interrupted by an attempt to contact Shan.

"Didn't your heart hurt, honey?" ask Mahendra.

"I like Fayyadh but I don't want to hurt him. But my heart, it's hard to say that to her. Inget El's home" he replied again.

"Eh there's a message from El...."

"What's he saying?" Naya curious.

Blocks. Maira's phone fell to the floor. Face paled.

"In-she's gone?"

Mahendra grabbed the device lying on the floor. Read the message there. "Don't bother me again, go."

"Shan's. How can this be," complained Mahen.

Naya grabs Maira's device from her husband's hand. "Not necessarily Shan. Try to find out, not his style of writing like this. We matched her message to Mommy, ", Naya said, she received Shan's message when they locked themselves up yesterday.

Maira ran to her room, she felt like she had lost that figure.

"Maira!" exclaim Mahendra.

"This is so? fucked up everything? how do you want to get those injured, honey? one goes, heartbroken. One spelling. While Maira shut herself in," Mahen was confused, being left behind could not think which one to finish first.

"Propsy. We wait for Maira. His heart is the answer to all this confusion. Let them dwell, scold themselves first" the woman advised.

Brakkk's.

Princess Kusuma fell behind the door. He was weak and disappointed. "Say you promise not to leave before it's all clear? I hold on with you even though this heart is still doubtful," he exclaimed.

Guilt is growing in the heart of ayu woman. He has hurt both men, family and many others.

"Punish me, O God. Hurt my husband, cousins and family. Forgive the stupidity of your servant's logic" Maira bent her knees, hugged her arms tightly and buried her head there, hoping it would be heard only by her Lord.

Fayyadh is not much different. The view outside the window, does not keep the heart entertained. The young man covered his face with the hat and mask he was wearing. Repeatedly inhaling, blowing rough only to reduce tightness due to difficulty holding so that the clear circle does not go down.

"Aren't you ever gonna get it, Maira? I always lose."

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