MU'ADZ
FIFTY TWO

Assalamualaikum! yey! Mu'adz is back.

Mboten? senengo.

Hehehe, ngapunten seng agung. Mboten Up dangu's.

Fallen mantun, hiks..

But thank God you can recover.

Musime ngeten niki, kulo nitip keep health nggeh!

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"La Shahla."

Ameera held his arm. "Opo neh Mer?" ask her while turning her body.

"Sepurane La."

"Sak iki I just understood, nyapo you until tenan ora ngolehi I nyileh bros iku. But no opo-opo for Mer, I get it. Sepurane iyo Mer lek during iki mripatku closed, I mak mumak think my crew dewe. Sepurane tenan yo Mer," he said and looked up to hide his eyes that began to glaze over. "Sepuntene Mase's. Adek pamit's. Assalamualaikum," he continued, then headed towards the silver car that was behind Mas Mu'adz's car.

With her tears about to drip, Shahla rushed to open the car door. Looking at the father who was looking at her softly, her tears fell. He sobbed full of wounds in Dad's embrace.

He thought that Ameera had never been close to Mas Mu'adz while in the cottage before, but he forgot that they were one ndalem.

He thought, Ameera never interested Mas Mu'adz, because Ameera always told how Ning Bahiyyah like so much with Mas Mu'adz.

Maybe if this incident does not happen, he really intends to mengikhlaskan slowly and forget, considering the words Mother so hit his heart.

But once he heard the facts today, would he easily forget while he grew disappointed?

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Happy Reading

If all day has been busy a myriad of lecture activities and tasks, different things when before going to bed. Instead, it was as if his own brain was set to think of the taste that was still left in his heart. Makes it hard to fall asleep. And ended up sitting pensively at his study table, until I don't know how many hours. If Khusnul says, his body is here but his soul wanders. So, not infrequently Khusnul often snorted annoyed.

"La! Shahlah! Astaghfirullah arek iki," the rebuke of Khusnul brought Shahla back to the world. Shahla turned her head while grinning, as if she had done nothing wrong. "habits. Possessed kapok you know!"

"Piye-piye? enek opo?" shahla asked who chuckled little to see Khusnul still pouting.

"Mas Kholis ape rene sak iki. Iki tenan yourself ora milu balek ae?" Shahla nodded innocently. Indeed for these times there is no passion to go home. Shahla prefers to be alone here, although there are sometimes rations of holidays on national days.

"Come La! until when are you ape ngene iki continues. Do you want a vacation for me? count the refreshing." Shahla rolled her eyes lazily. Khusnul's daily meals always preach him. Not that he does not want to accept advice or criticism, but knows not if he is setting his heart because it is not as easy as what is said and then done. It took a long process to rearrange his heart.

"Wes-wes ndang ready to weigh nagging ae," said Shahla snatched her bottle of water and walked past Khusnul who was still grumbling.

"Must yourself iki La," infuriated Khusnul making him chuckle a little.

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Sitting together with a small round table in the house. Both hands were still holding a bottle of water. Actually, he was very familiar with the person sitting across this table. But he was not in the mood to just talk.

Shahla was forced to accompany this opposite-sex guest, even on the orders of her housemates and roommates, who else if not Khusnul. Even though he wanted to go to sleep immediately, considering how magnetic it was on campus.

"Milu balek ae - yok. Gak tego nyawang faces lonely gembule ngene iki." Mas Kholis' words made him glance at the same sharp memicing. Already far know Khusnul, do not make him wonder if Khusnul's brother was talking eleven twelve with his sister. "Ora do not digrundel!" mas Kholis.

"Ojo started to Mas, ora my mood," he said frowning.

"Lala po. lala po. sok sok an galau ae uripe. Urip pisan ae di ploro dewe. Mbok in bahagiakne wake dewe kuwi suwi dholim karo awek dewe. Additional duso."

Shahla clucked in annoyance, not sister not brother her hobby the same. Touch her.

"When someone apologizes, he'll be relieved. People who have sincerely released, he will also be relieved. Lah sak iki your position enek neng endi cobak? Ojo talk neh lek wes nyepurani but sek disappointed. Iku podo ae nduk, cah ayu. Atimu iso nyepurani."

This time he fell silent, confirming Mas Kholis' speech. Although it is only two years different. He could not deny that Mas Kholis is sometimes wider thinking. Though his speech is sometimes sharp and piercing. Do not be surprised Mas kholis could know the problem, if not Khusnul who told it.

"Wes to percoyo o mbek me. Lek atimu more open ae duck, insyaallah suwi-suwi dalane neriman iki pasir. Lah carane open atimu iki piye? cedeki mendeh."

Shahla shook her head weakly, thinking of being in a state where there was herself, Ameera and Mas Mu'adz made her heart throb pain. "No iso Mas" he murmured.

"Iso, definitely iso. Analogine ngene, lek your hand loro, tambane luweh loro bar ngunu mari. You yo kudu ngunu kuwi. Atimu seng loro, tambanane yo plus luoro. Sak iki hanging yourself iki kuwat opo ora karo obate kuwi."

"Pikiren to La, until when you ngene iki continue. Sak iki did not tekok i. Opo ora's golem off your pitcher iki?"

Shahla nodded weakly, her gaze on the bottle she had been playing with, "Iyo gelem Mas. But piye iyo.."

"Ora need a but-buttony. Wes sak iki ready o, bengi iki milu balek. A series of unexcavated karo Khusnul neng hut e Gus Mu'adz."

"Ape nyapo's? emoh!"

"E. l is terae lala po. Your medicine enek neng kono cah ayu. Nyedeko. Ojo loudly men ati lan your thoughts kuwi." Shahla is still flinching between according to it or not.

"Gek!" mas Kholis' jolt made him stand up instantly.

"Iyo-yo Mas," grumbled as he entered the house.

Shahla breathed out. Okay Shahla, this time he'll be according to Mas Kholis. Who knows in this way, he slipped from the trap of his own heart.

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