IT WAS THE WIDOW'S FAULT
27.Look at the moon at night

"I go ya greetings to aunt and om. Assalamualaikum"claimed Asifa.

"I'll tell you, may you have a new brother of happiness."Lira.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" replied Lira and Rendi.

Asifa immediately climbed on the motorbike, den ojek also directly run his motorbike. down the quiet road because the night was getting late.

Not far from the gate there was a taxi waiting for Asifa's arrival. And Mr. Herman who had seen Asifa exit the gate immediately asked the driver to follow.

"Sir please follow the bike lest you miss it and lose track of it." Mr. Herman deliberately told the driver not to relax.

"Alright sir I will try, but if I may know, who you follow. It's nothing so I can also be wary of the situation."Said the taxi driver, because he saw anxiety in his passengers.

"That girl is my daughter, and my daughter again has a problem. I don't want my daughter's decision to endanger her" said Mr. Herman.

"Well sir may we be in God's protection, so that we may be safe until our destination." Said the driver.

The taxi driver sped up his speed so that he stayed a few meters away from the taxi in Asifa.

While the ojek driver ketar ketir, because he noticed the car behind him from the exit of the complex.

"Why does anyone seem to be following us? where the streets are deserted, so these pleasant horrors." Said the young taxi driver.

"The calm do not panic, pura do not know. Think positive just don't think no-no, maybe the car is in the direction of us. So it seems to be following us, hopefully it is in the same direction. If we are prejudiced, God willing is good for us also bang." said Asifa at length, even though she already knew it was her parents. But he chose to pura pura not know, for his safety.

After a few minutes of travel they took up the address. Which is where the address to go is a densely populated village and even the area is simple.

There was a gathering of young men who were watching Asifa. Ojek drivers are more panicked because passengers are young and beautiful. He thought if this was his sister's position. If he is still single, no one is not interested in seeing Asifa. Beautiful girl, sweet, dressed syar'i, looks graceful and charming.

"Whatever is here alone or the same family, I'm sorry kepo. Because it looks like this area isn't safe for mba on its own." Ask the driver.

"God willing, it's safe to have both my parents later." Answer Asifa.

Then the ojek driver frowned, he saw the car that was following stopped a bit away from them.

The taxi driver also walked to Asifa, and pura tanya and already know the village area.

"Sorry what are you looking for here?" ask the taxi driver, whose age is not far from Mr. Herman.

"This sir I'm looking for Mr. Yanto's house."Answer Asifa.

"Oh sir Yanto," then the taxi driver turned to the group of young men who were gathering. "This is a guest!!"shouted the driver. Yes, it happens that the taxi driver received an order in the direction of his house. And the distance of his house with the purpose of Mr. Herman is only different alley but still one RT.

"Yes bang for a minute!" yelled a young man named Derry.

"Where is the guest bang?"fahmi asked, but her eyes continued to look at Asifa from top to bottom.

"This brother, where is your father?"ask the taxi driver.

"Oh, the father and mother again went to Surabaya mba Yuni lahiran."Answer Fahmi.

"Mba Asifa, it turned out to be true what he said. Then excuse me, mba."Said driver ojek.

"Yes bang thank you. I love five stars and tips yes bang heart on the road." Asifa.

"Thank you mba, hopefully launched his fortune, Assalamualaikum" said the ojek driver, immediately drove his car.

"Aamiin, Wa'alaikumsalam." Answer Asifa.

After seeing the taxi driver leave, Mr. Herman and Ms. Hafsah got out of the taxi online. And immediately stepped on his daughter because there was a sense of worry.

"I am a neighbor of Mr. Yanto and at the same time carrying my father as my passenger."Said a taxi driver named Komarudin often called bang Komar.

"Sir Komarudin thank you well, this is the rest for the father."Said mr. Herman.

"Ah. This is mostly Pak fare only one hundred and twenty thousand. This is my father giving me three hundred thousand."Komarudin.

"I was very helped by Mr. Komar, so this I give tips a hundred thousand. That's my fortune, this night you're still a driver."Said mr. Herman.

"Thank you, sir, because I needed money to buy my youngest child's school textbooks. So last night happened to be close to where you were riding. Just as the direction of home came the message of the father was just click.just as well as go home, it turns out this is God's plan." Komarudin said at length.

"Sir is still less does it cost?" ask Asifa.

"Alhamdulillah this deck is more because of the father alone is more."Answer Komarudin.

"Fahmi quickly open this door is late pity they are tired even dumb!"With a little high tone.

"Whoever looks at the moon at night."Kilah Fahmi, but his eyes still continue to look at Asifa's face.

"Don't have your mode fast, if you just see it's tired it won't disappear."Know the mind of Fahmi who is fascinated with Asifa. And Asifa became misbehaved, because he heard the words Fahmi and Komarudin.

"Bang, already sono home mpo Yati, tar kemalaman return home in the lock of his room."Fahmi.

"Somewhat else would it be, bring home paper red as blue. It must be the name of a horrifying woman who was this rush to open the door. Without being told to immediately it will undress. Mr. Herman thank you, assalamualaikum." Go with a triumphant smile.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" replied Mr. Herman and his family.

Wa'alaikumsalam, you show-off man."He was upset when he heard Komarudin's words.

How not, now he is a widower because he no longer works even can not get the right job. So he just ngojek and bring home some uncertain money. His wife cheated on him with a richer man, after being found out he finally asked for a divorce.

Now stood a young and beautiful widow before him.

"Sorry sir, I was joking with Komar. Let's go in tonight, here's Asifa's deck suitcase let me help."It was very interesting and brought inside. Not only Asifa's property he brought but Hafsah's.

"Look at my house, consider it your own home and hopefully feel at home. But sorry the room is also cramped, not like in my father's house." Fahmi.

Yes here the room only measures 3x3 square meters. He escorted Mr. Herman and Ms. Hafsah to his parents' second room and Asifa in his room. And he'll sleep in the living room with a floor mattress.

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