
Wulandari looked on dislike. "Aren't you going to bopong Aisyah? Calling Rivaldo?"
"His face is not pleasant to look at" Al replied casually.
Wulandari noticed Aisyah at a glance. Her face looked so sweet, as sweet as her smile.
"Do you want to know what his expression is?" wulandari Protest. "What's so good to see you think? That Donald duck smile?"
Al rubbed his head. He found it difficult to find an alibi because his expression was easily changed. If they noticed it, Aisyah put on a cute face. Once they did not see, the face became amit-amit like a witch.
Al raised Aisyah's body while whispering, "Once again the face is folded like a used cardboard, I fall your body."
"What the hell is that?" Aisyah's face seemed to shine like a new flashlight on the charger, as their attention was drawn to her. "Not really good."
"Not really you."
"Not really why?"
"I'm not willing to apply."
"That speech makes me uncomfortable."
"Not comfortable?"
"What do you expect from a paralyzed girl?"
Aisyah had completely lost her confidence, Al thought concerned. He felt as if all the charm he had was lost because of his paralyzed legs.
Which prince would offer his love to a disabled girl?
Perhaps to prove that Al was willing to be her husband.
Love because the physical will fade with time. When the skin is wrinkled, then the wrinkles love.
Aisyah seems to forget that true love does not depend on the perfection of a masterpiece, but how bright Al Mushawwir light shines on the heart.
Al had never been in contact with Aisyah. She was a bit awkward as well as moving her body to a wheelchair.
Al's hands can feel, if the body is wrapped neatly in a fashionable Muslim dress, very sexy and filled.
Al so remembered his wife who asked to be carried to the bathroom after making love. But Riany was spoiled, not because her legs were paralyzed.
So it is appropriate that Aisyah does not want to be carried by Rivaldo. Too many body parts were touched, so the young man was trapped in the imagination of the beauty of his body.
Aisyah very keep the feelings of men not muhrim so as not to arise orgasm to her.
Al once accidentally saw his body intact when borrowing his apartment first. So Aisyah knew, the young man was very much keeping a taste for un-halal pleasures.
Keeping each other's taste is very important to save the association from moral destruction.
Al smoothed Aisyah's feet to step on the wheelchair.
Rivaldo came and asked, "What's calling me?"
"Oh, ngetes aja," replied Al lightly. "Your ear holiday is still normal."
Rivaldo just got home from a never-dead city vacation, Las Vegas.
"I thought you wanted to ask me to be a witness for three candidates...." Rivaldo's words hung, his eyes awed at the sight of the woman who had just stepped out of the car. "It was like an angel getting off a Ferrari."
"Down from Ferrari!" sergeant Al. "Your eyes come home from the gambling city to siwer!"
Al's hand rubbed Rivaldo's bulging eyes. "That's enough. She's my wife."
"LUSTY!" rivaldo is amazed. "Pull your eyes off other girls!"
"I hit them when they brushed."
"How does the story of a filthy guy get a super-tajir wife?"
"The treasure of hijaber number two."
"The other number doesn't exist?"
"The other number .. My face is rich in grace. You know Sheikh Hamdan bin Mohammed Al Maktoum, crown prince of the Kingdom of Dubai?"
"Heh, cockroach got!" sambar Wulandari is sick. "I said yes. This latest Ferrari has Al."
Rivaldo. "Really?"
"Off course! Al just pretended to be a miss queen kayak student in Bollywood movies. His father had a large plantation. Conglomerate grandson. Well, what are you grandchildren? Humpy?"
"So promotion yes," said Riany smiling. He greeted Rivaldo with a double hand on his chest, and introduced himself, "I am Riany, Al Pharisee's wife."
"I'm Rivaldo .. friend in grief. He must be mourning when he meets me again. Married, aren't you?"
"Faraway. Poor tired of going home. I don't provide home stay."
"The invited part is only important people, not critical people" said Wulandari.
"You're so happy to bully me, be careful fall in love."
"Wait for the apocalypse."
"My priesthood is dead. So what are you doing waiting for you?"
"Don't expect that."
Rivaldo was Al's closest friend. He lost the market in front of beautiful girls, because he lost handsome.
Rivaldo loved Wulandari very much, and had the full support of Al. They like racing. So clop.
Rivaldo is ready to move the belief that Wulandari is willing to sit in the guarantee. A honeymoon around the world is a sure promise because money is not a problem for him.
But Wulandari has determined his life companion, because of a silly game during the breakup of High School.
Many students fell in love with the three angels. But everything stopped because they had decided their way of life.
A decision that weighed heavily on Al's mind.
He thought something was shorting with the brains of the three girls. Or is this kids today? Don't see what and who, just see love!
Jonas was Al's friend in the senate. He hunted Lin Wei's love all the way to the toilet door, as the girl was very much maintaining her appearance, the slightly creased face was instantly sharpened on the toilet mirror.
Jonas promised a Monaco palace-bed and honeymoon home where he liked, if Lin Wei was willing to follow the procession of marriage blessing in the church.
But Lin Wei clung to the myth, but not the age of fairy tales.
There was one young man who was not close to her, but Al placed great hopes on her to melt Aisyah's heart, as this girl was most likely to shake her love.
So Al tried to fortify himself by letting the young man approach him.
Name's Ryan. A faculty with Aisyah. He has everything to love. Treasure and throne. The single son of a great businessman.
According to Al's estimation, it was only a matter of time when Aisyah bent her knees and tethered her heart.
But ever since that tragedy, Al felt Aisyah was his! He was now closing the chance for the young man!
Aisyah is proof of her work on Oma! That girl should be his wife!
After all, Ryan must have retreated to see Aisyah's condition now. He's looking for a wife, not a patient!
Ryan is a doctor and owns a hospital.
There is little concern in Al because Ryan majored in orthopedic specialists, which has something to do with what Aisyah experienced.
"Treasure and the throne are calamities, as you think," Rivaldo said as he walked behind them toward the door of the secretariat building. "That means now you're in a great calamity. A trillion in assets makes you the richest young man in your city."
"May bring blessings, not harm me in this world and the hereafter."
A luxurious sedan stopped at the courtyard they were about to pass by. The driver got down and opened the back door. Ryan came out with a flower.
"Prospective bone doctor taleng nyamperin us?" cetus Rivaldo's. "Wear bring another bouquet of flowers! Very mellow!"
Ryan stood in front of Aisyah, looked at her for a moment, then said with a pile of regret, "I was in Dubai when you were stricken. So I didn't get to bust it. Consider this flower as my apology."
Al stunned.