MIRACLE MIRACLE MIRROR
THE SIXTY-EIGHTH EPISODE

Two dishes of nasi uduk plus two pieces of fried tempeh, became the most delicious menu for married couples who just a day was building a household hick.

Hard to imagine, the young age of twenty married, without a job, no money anyway. Thinking about it instantly dizzy Ali's head.

Although beside him there is a beautiful sweet Laila was eating breakfast with greed and occasionally glanced at him friendly, but the logic brain of Ali spinning hard.

I am now a leader. A priest, the head of the family. Must have a purpose in life and a clear direction for the future. How can Laila and I be like this constantly, while life is getting harder and life takes a cost.

Meal money, daily necessities, even monthly rent money, all waiting for Ali to get.

Eating at a rice stall uduk a quarter of an hour, quite cheap because it is still affordable and Laila spent twelve thousand rupiah for their breakfast.

Somehow lunch, dinner, and other meals in the following days.

"We need to get around, get a job!" tukas Ali when he got home.

"I've actually been working in a cafeteria this week next to the V night club."

Deg.

Ali's heart was beating at Laila's words.

It's worth it that you insist on staying in the Capital. Turns out...

"At the cafeteria, or his night club?" timpal Ali made Laila look up and look at him sharply.

"Why compartmentalize work? Does she work as a waiter?" laila said fiercely.

"The servant's job is not insulting. Just like scavengers. It's halal work, as long as it's not mixed with illegal work."

"meaning?"

"Hhh.., you know what I mean."

"So you think I work as a cafe waitress also doubles as a love peddler?" laila exclaimed with a high tone of voice.

"Can it be, people mulung nyambi nyuri people's goods when there is an opportunity?" now Ali is no less fierce.

Two human children who turned out to have heads as hard as rocks, were arguing with each other. Finally it ends with a sigh of disappointment.

"Can't we not talk about the job that is off the mark? Because to be honest, I can't accept you accusing me of illegal work!"

"I'm not accusing you, La,"

"What should that be?"

"I nanya. Work in a cafeteria or night club. That's a question, not an accusation."

"Because it's true I work in those two places!"

Bingo!

Ali jerks. As if stung by a bee suddenly, his heart was racing.

How could He marry a woman who works in the night world that He knows how to live there.

"For God's sake, I'm just a servant, Ali! Swear to Allah! No take customers with exclusive lines like any other waiter!"

Keep on roaring, Laila! Finally your real character you open it yourself too without having me open it!

Not wanting to say many more words, because in the end their relationship will get worse later.

"Are you disappointed to marry me? Aye right?"

Ali was getting dizzy, Laila's voice sounded noisy.

"Should I quit my job looking for a job that matches your wishes? Huh yeah?" added again.

Ali hunchback. His eyes looked at Laila.

There is a lump of patience in the heart that rushes and tells his brain to think more clearly.

Ali's hand rubbed Laila's hair.

"We've already started it. Surely in the name of God, this relationship is no longer a playful relationship. But one thing I would like to emphasize, let us live well and rightly. Will you support me, La?"

Laila nodded quickly.

"I'm going to quit my job. We started from the beginning together. So OB is okay. As long as you stay by my side."

Should be happy or sad Ali responded to the words of Laila.

His heart was indeed warmed, but his mind was bristling due to too many irregularities.

Laila, force her to marry. But they never had anything to do with it except for the friendship they had been in since they were children.

It turns out that Laila has the intention to maneuver to do all the big things in her life.

Ali's confused.

Between confusion and luck.

Confused, because he did not know the purpose of Laila until acting like this to him. Invite her to marry suddenly even though the girl knows who Ali Akbar is. The orphaned man who was a kara didn't even have any possessions including money.

Lucky because it turns out Laila also received a complete package including doing body relations, their marriage sign is not a toy or just on the paper the marriage certificate made by Mr. Arifin as the chairman of the RW place laila's staying first.

Ali was silent, Laila hugged him tightly.

"We need to find a job immediately. I mean, I. You're a girl, I don't emphasize you working for a living. Because right now, I'm the one who's obligated to make a living for the family. Somehow the result how later, I can't promise much. Moreover, the promise of making you happy with treasures. Sorry..."

Laila hugged him again.

Then melu+++ lips Ali with affection.

"I didn't choose the wrong husband. Thank you, my husband. Thank you, God!"

Ali can only pray to Allah, may his life be truly happy.

At least he was no longer alone lamenting fate. There's Laila who's loyal and always says "Don't leave me!" make Ali happy.

She's grown up. No longer teenagers, especially children.

He should be able to be firm on himself and the future. The Galactic System of Life gave him a lot of teaching.

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