ISTIKHARAH LOVE KUSUMA
CHAPTER 81. TURMOIL

Ba'da Isha's.

Aiswa was already on top of the bed when she contacted Fiora. Several times the ringtone is connected but not even in response.

Meanwhile.

Group Chat Supplier Flyffy Craft.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Abah. Abahs. Abah."

Silent.

Blank.

Slender.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Fio, what's wrong?" Fayyadh answered.

"Mas 😭."

"You why? Fio, Fiora, why?" kusuma's men are starting to get anxious.

"😭😭😭" Fio just sends a lot of crying emoticons.

Pause.

The owner of Flyffy Craft did not respond. Until Fayyadh makes a group call there is no reply from Fiora.

Fayyadh is restless, not usually the girl is. He will stay if he needs an answer or something, unconsciously inner man Kusuma worried about Fiora's condition. Exactly the sense of heart that he soon felt.

A few minutes later.

"Where to go, Abah." Write the poor girl.

"I'm calling ya."

Shortly thereafter. Abah goes into group chat.

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Yes, son Fio?"

The Fiora send Voice Note. He asked if Abah had a sholihah woman friend who could be visited tonight because her heart was sick and congested, Fio spoke while holding sobs between the noisy roar of the streets.

"Fio, where? Fiora!" Fayyadh was anxious, making multiple group calls. The unwillingness to personally contact the girl by call made her riled up.

"Mas, be patient." Abah calms Fayyadh.

"A place just to take a break and learn something? hmmm .. can go to Abah's friend at Kenanga boarding house. There close to some science councils, Nak Fio can find out which ones are needed ... If Nak Fio himself, Abah send Warni yes to take between there. Don't go with anything other than mahram let alone it's already night. Share lock yes, Abah wait."

"Yes, Bah. Fio share lock's. Thank you so much for your help, Abah." Written by Glenn's eldest daughter.

"Fio, listen to what Abah said. Don't worry me, tell me wherever you go, OK?"

"Yes, Mas. I'm sorry for causing trouble here that you shouldn't" Fiora said.

"Wait to hear from Abah, don't tell me from Chat. Fio!" Tell Fayyadh again.

"Yes. I'm waiting."

"Have you eaten? bring a jacket? money?" ask Fayyadh streak.

"Bring, but no jacket. I'm not cold, I'm drinking warm sweet tea at the warkop. Thanks, Mas."

"Well, how long, Abaaahh not yet? oh, Fio, I'm calling Abah again." Write Fayyadh before disappearing from group chat.

Shortly thereafter.

"Your mom's rese, I can't wait. Did Abah call Warni first."

"... Nak Fio, Warni has just left, as well as carrying a letter to be delivered to Abah's friend. If it's there, tell me," Wisesa replied.

The Fiora send Voice Note. "Thank you so much for your kindness to me, Fio said yes."

"Son Fio, if it's urgent, call by group yes. Let Abah open the phone immediately. Relax, don't decide things because of emotions." Wisesa's message flowed for the ayu woman there.

"In the Lord. Assalamu'alaikum, syukron jiddan." Write Fiora again.

Like yesterday, the two men were stunned again at Fiora's words.

Fayyadh immediately contacted his grandfather via a separate call after he left the group.

"What Mas?"

"Well, that's Fiora why? she who?"

"Let's go first, his heart hesitates. Pray that you will find the best way according to his version. Abah surmised, Mr. Glenn already knew about Fio's interest in learning our teachings so the boy was sad and agitated. His lawyer also called Abah. Tomorrow you want to come here to talk about business, it looks like there will be a cancellation of the cooperation contract," Wisesa said at length.

"Lah, wan donk achievement. How's sissy?"

"Uyut relaxed, even ngajak Fio stay in the back pavilion so that can not be found Mr. Glenn earlier when Abah nyari Warni," said Abah again.

"Saaaa, Fio so here or where?" danarhadi's voice echoed until it was heard in their conversation.

"Sampun and Warni, Yut. Go to Kenanga kost-an Ndoro Aditya niku loh," sahut Abah chimed in Danarhadi.

"Well, Uyut, why not in JA anyway? there are many rooms in the back, "support Fayyadh for his great-grand idea, continue their conversation.

"The bigger the slander later, Mas. We are men, Fio is not our brother, is also in a dispute with his family. Let their internal affairs be finished first. Abah also restricts helping the child" Wises.

"But Abah helped him, huh?"

"Sikon's bed, Mas. It's late, prone to women being alone on the streets. Although it is possible that Mr. Glenn will blame Abah but we can say that tonight's help is purely social, helping others, has nothing to do with our teachings. Around there are many places of worship, not just mosques" said the Grandfather.

"Well, Abah pinter."

"Sorry, there learn. Abah sleepy, Umma you are also this phone from being ignored by Abah. Later Abimu angry, the Queen dicuekin," concluded sepuh Kusuma ended the call.

Not long. The phone rings back.

"Yes Nduk, assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Abah tumben lama replied call Ais? busy with who?"

"Mas Fayyadhmu, worry about Fio."

"Well, I want to ask Abah. Does Abah know about him, will have a cooperation contract with Flyffy as well," continued Aiswa.

"Mom and son are the same. Later Abah full version story if there is the latest news. Rest, it's already night," the in-laws asked. Aiswa also muffled the disappointment of the night, choosing to shut the call.

While in other occupancy.

A girl was crying on the bed in a luxurious room, her voice was held back by the pillow that covered the face of ayu without the niqab.

"You're the best for me, why don't you try to open your heart first."

"Can't we just be friends if you're reluctant?"

"Fayyad! it's evil!"

His cry was sobbing, a continuous knock on the door of the room he ignored. His heart was too sore after reading the reason why his ta'aruf submission was rejected.

"Based on a cocky guy! am I not worthy of you?"

"I can wait for you, why don't you ask," he exclaimed.

Afra was distraught after repeatedly reading Fayyadh's answer. There was hatred in his heart but the other half said that he understood the reason behind it all.

"Afra, open the door, I want to talk." Bima's voice persuaded her only daughter.

"Not Dad, it's been. Let's just, I'm fine."

Bima felt stupid, the money he had could not buy the desire for the baby.

"Your fault fell in love with Kusuma, Nduk. My fault, why have a dark history. They are difficult to reach with treasure because it is abundant, impossible to bribe at all costs because of sensitive instincts let alone there is still Wisesa and the man is his grandson directly. Afra, "sorry Bima can not do many things.

"Afra. I have another candidate Kusuma, try to listen first," please Bima again, still loyal in front of the door.

"Wouldn't. Just want him," said Afra interjected with tears.

"Kaffa Arbian and Abrisam Azri Fawwaz, both are equally handsome with backgrounds not much different from Fayyadh. Even Abrisam is like a bule because his mother is of Turkish descent, we try yes," Bima Arundati said.

"Abrisam?"

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