MUJAHADAH MY LOVE
#Episode 37's. The Twins Mission Shafa_Marwa

*Azhar

The wind gently hit his handsome face. His straight hair looks rippled by the wind. He had been heard breathing heavily many times. Fathin's guilty feelings are tormented at this moment.

The heavy jealousy that hit his best friend for a moment made his heart seem dead and closed. Instantly apathy at the state of Fathin and even his other friends, Mitha and Akram suddenly changed him to be like everyone else.

A bitter fact that He had heard a while ago, about Fathin the friend, really struck him and seemed to be drowned in the trough of mariana.

Years of keeping his own feelings without anyone knowing, until yesterday, the hope to make Fathin welcome his feelings, suddenly wiped out by the confession of Fathin who loves others.

That person was the campus general who became an idol plus a barrage of other advantages that practically shrunk his guts to compete. The man has all the criteria of every woman's dream.

He felt insecure. Not pe_de of course. An as k snotan who for life alone still depends on parents. What could make Fathin fall in love with her?

He smiled wryly. A moment later laughs discordantly imagining her childish nature lately. He even tried to avoid Fathin. Even when many times He intended to visit his best friend when sick a few days ago, He really did not have the guts because the car of Joseph the rival was always parked sweetly there.

He nodded heavily again. His hand reached into his casual pants pocket and took out a cigarette pack from there. Take a stick and burn it. A moment later sucked it so deep and exhaled it rough. The thick smoke that billowed instantly polluted the fresh air around him.

Again he smiled wryly. He has even been an active smoker since that night. He fled all his grief at the thing that Fathin hated so much. It's kind of an outlet for his disappointment.

He was still engrossed with cigarettes in his hands and daydreams of his time together with three other re-bink gang personals, when he suddenly felt his shoulders being touched by someone from behind. He turned his head for a moment and found Akram's face staring at him.

"When do you want to be like this trus? You're not like Fathin? he was sick because not tired of training doang, he was sad to think Lo who kept him!" Akram said flat while sitting on his side on the grass of the campus mini stadium.

He snapped for a moment. He didn't think that far. He really did not expect his actions yesterday had made his friend suffer.

"Sorry!" It was the only word that could be spoken from his lips.

"Lo don't have to apologize to me. You should apologize to Fathin. All this time you are the one who slalu said that the four of us are solid friends until anytime. No matter what happens, nothing can change. Now then? You're the one I think is gini!"

Again as usual Akram lectured him at length. Usually he would scoop it up fast but this time he didn't. He let Akram chirp as he pleased.

He smoked one more cigarette in his hand and scrunched the tip in the grass there. He grinned stiffly. Throwing his gaze far ahead there where the hordes of MIPA faculty students came out towards the gate of one campus.

"According to Lo, Fathin still want to apologize I?" Ask without looking.

Akram embraces his shoulder while saying confidently,

"Definitely! You're wrong, Zhar! Fathin instead feels very guilty with Lo, coz he can not be sensitive to the feelings Lo to him all this time. She misses the same Lo. He wants to meet and apologize!"

He turned his head quickly, trying to find seriousness on Akram's face. The young man immediately nodded in convincing him.

"Come on! we're going to their place! masa' You don't miss the duo mak rempong us?" Akram chuckled softly as he stood stalling his hands towards her. He welcomed his friend's hand and stood up with a small smile.

"We stopped by to buy a snack first. We can be expelled if we arrive without food!" Both of them chuckle at the thought of the dou mak rempong that is indeed good at snacking.

Both of them walked towards their favorite sport bike. In an instant the two motors had roared and shot out quickly from the campus area. Connect with other vehicles on the highway.

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* Shafa_Marwa

In a super market. The two had just slipped in while hiding behind neatly lined snack shelves. Both of them seemed busy taking a variety of snacks plus drinks and put them in a troley.

Occasionally the eyes of the two cautiously stared towards the entrance. Was-was not to let Vero the older brother find their trail before the second mission was successful.

Yes, today they plan a lot of snacks to bring in the slums on the edge of the city, precisely at the home of Mala, their new friend at school.

Mala is one of the outstanding students in the same school as the two of them, it turns out to have a pretty concerning life. I have a lot of kids and still small. Not to mention the economic situation is far from enough. Mala's father was just a construction worker whose daily salary was just enough to eat. While his mother is just an ordinary housewife whose days are busy with the affairs of her children.

Fortunately yesterday they were united in a study group for schoolwork and with death seduction as beautiful as the seduction of coconut island, finally both managed to force that task at home Mala only. Eventually they came to know the true state of Mala.

The two set plans for today's mission overnight. They even recklessly used the pocket money for the next month to help the Mala family. Ten million dollars is safe in the envelope. There are hands for the Mala sisters.

The two accidentally run away from school before Vero gets there, and look for the items they need in a super market away from school.

"This is a super market that deket campus Abang. If suddenly you see us here, how dong? would make sure nyeremin know no more than in the same dapet Kak Vero!" Shafa whispered softly towards his twin sister, Marwa.

"Ih, really brisik, anyway! Positiv. Don't think of the macem. You want our mission to fail?" Marwah instead murmured in a rather loud voice, making two young men of the same age who were choosing some snacks next to them instantly stare at the two in astonishment.

Shafa smiled stiffly while Marwa snorted and turned away quickly.

"Lo anyway, why the hell say he has to date so much?"

"Lagian Lo also did the kayak whispers earlier? Do you want us to help out here?"

"Ck, what the hell! time' is already as beautiful as this is still thought to be badger, just delicious!" Shafa doesn't want to lose. The two young men still occasionally glanced towards them.

"Well, how, is this enough blum?" Marwa asked as her eyes looked back at the entrance.

"Ummm, it's like this first. We're not taking Papa's trus car you can't take a taxi!"

"Then let's go to the cashier!"

"Yeah!"

Both of them walked to the counter. At the same time the two young men were walking in the same direction about to pay for their groceries, making the two twin girls turn their heads and look at the two with furrowed brows. They've been thinking about being stalked ever since.

"Why? it's a public place. Everyone who is shopping is here to pay for groceries. No need to think macem-macem!" One of them spoke flatly while staring a little sharply especially towards Marwa who was endlessly staring suspiciously.

The two girls looked at each other in shock. Marwa who is more bar-bar than Shafa can't bear to not interrupt.

"Eh, I mean Lo, what? That feeling we both didn't say anything!"

"Why did you? look at us like that strange thing. You must think we're both intilin Lo right?" The flat man was again nyolot while the other one had earlier attached a simple smile.

"Ih, you sotoy!"

"Udah, dong Wa! it's done. Let's unplug the skarangs before Vero hustles here!" Shafa quickly broke up the debate and gave Marwa a large bag of groceries.

Marwa snorted a little annoyed and stared intently at the flat man and passed with her grocery bag which seemed to make it difficult to step.

Two young men who turned out to be Azhar the flat face and the somplak Akram could only shake their heads watching two girls look like a betel on the two sides but have different properties.

"Basic of the diner! So much shopping!" Again Azhar cursed there while reaching for their groceries.

Marwa who could still hear the scolding of the young man was about to turn around but her round bead suddenly caught the shadow of Vero in front of her who was about to enter the super market.

The two ran around frantically hiding behind a special cosmetic shelf located near the exit.

When the two saw that Vero had actually entered, they hurriedly ran out of there.

Again the two found the two young men tafi who were starter their respective moyor in the parking lot. Without thinking long both of them suddenly ran and without warning, without permission, without thinking who and how the owner of the motorbike, immediately went up and shouted in panic,

"Let's go, brother, spit!" Marwa slapped Azhar's flat-face shoulder.

"Eh, uh, what the fuck, anyway! You're down?"

"No, Iidih, stingy! really, really, we pay, what is important now help this first!" Marwa insisted.

"Gue's not a motorcycle taxi man, get down!"

"Sister, please, please, please..!" He suddenly whined thinking that the flat-faced young man would melt and was willing to help. It's not really that easy. Making him panic, fearing that Vero would suddenly come out of there.

"I'm sorry, you did not say I was in Dalem!"

"Ok, ok, I'm sorry from the toe to the end of the hair. Skarang please. road, dong, ntar Kak Veronya hunt out tuh!" His whine panicked as his clear eyes stared intently at the exit of the super market.

Huff...

Marwah and Shafa breathed a sigh of relief. The two young men finally wanted to work together. The quieter Shafa chose not to talk much. The only words spoken from her tiny lips were,

"Sorry, yeah, it's been taken!"

"It's Ok! where are you guys going to bring so many groceries?"

"Ntar aja yahinnya, I'm tired of screaming on the bike?" Sahut shafa denied the origin. Akrampun laughed at his honesty.

"Stop! stop first. Let's stop by to buy a helmet first, I'm scared at the ticket!" Marwa squealed an involuntary reflex hitting Azhar's shoulder as it passed a helmet-selling store.

"Ck, my gosh.. sick tau!" Azhar clucked irritably with the chatty girl behind her who was carelessly playing punches.

"Hold it!"

"God! what dreams did I have last night to meet a girl like gini?"

"Fa, nih, pake! danger if not use this, can be berabe if we are ticketed. As a good citizen, the rules must be adhered to!" Marwa cengenesan towards Azhar who still with the face bent. But he doesn't care. Again He clung tightly to the young man's shoulder and sat up quietly with a sinless face.

Twenty minutes passed. Armed with directions by the two twin girls, they arrive in an alley into the slum where Mala lives.

"Go inside, brother! his house is right at the end of this alley!" Marwa's decree was directly countered by Azhar with a decree.

"Ck, say please. Don't take that command!"

"Ish, what a bummer, anyway!"

"Say for help? I'm down here."

"Yes, yes, brother kanebo dry, Marwa ASK HELP well, please..! satisfied?"

"That's dong, that's as polite as the older ones!"

Marwa grinned while raising her hand to strangle the young man who he felt was very annoying, but suddenly the motor sport was a little jump Azhar who stepped on the accelerator suddenly. It made him startled and frantically hug the young man's waist while reflexively closing his eyes.

"Udah until. Down's spit!" The flat voice succeeded in making him keki, embarrassed with the pounding heart that beat unbecoming for some reason. He was cold sweat because of it.

"Ma_sorry, his brother racing so much earlier. This is a narrow alley, what if we fell?" His lips pursed trying to cover his groin.

"Alesan. basic mode!"

"Ish, what the hell, I swear! that's not really it!" He came down while shaking his feet. Painstakingly carrying a large pouch full of snacks.

"Sister, help, dong! it's so heavy!"

"Seek help!"

"Yes, yes, ask for help, dong, brother, help raise this!"

"Yes, let me bring it!"

"Thank you!" He began to softly smile with a sweet smile.

Shafa and Akrampun finally arrived as well. Without being asked the young man got off his motorbike and immediately asked for a large bag held by Shafa.

"Here, let me take it!" He slightly gasped not expecting the young man to be so kind. He had thought this guy was the same as his friend the flat face.

"Thank you!" His words were sincerely replied by a nod by Akram.

The four of them were standing at the door of Mala's humble house. The condition of the roaming walled house is very concerning. The two young men momentarily spread their eyes around the house which they thought was not habitable.

The house looks empty. There was only the faint voice of Mala and her mother who seemed to be in the kitchen.

Tok.tok..

Marwa knocks on the door slowly followed by Shafa who gives her greetings,

"Asalaamu'alaikum, Mala!"

Before long, a soft voice of Mala sounded from within.

"Wa'alaikum salad!"

Sreetts...

The door that looked fragile and dull suddenly opened slowly as she gave Mala a sweet face.

"Hi, Ma_marwa, Shafa, are you here?" Mala stuttered there.

"Hi, La! yes we are here. Hehehehe!" Marwa is misbehaving.

"Well, until you forget, go in, enter, Wa, Fa, and Mas-masnya!" Mala smiled stiffly.

"Yes, La, thank you. Come on!" Marwa involuntarily pulled Azhar's flat hand. Because he was busy looking at the conditions in the house, the young man did not realize if his hands were being held together.

Shafa and Akram just smiled knotlessly without any intention of ruining the scene. Marwa only realized after the two were about to sit down. He took off Azhar's nervous hand.

"Sorry! not_intentionally!" Azhar did not answer because of keki. Make everything there again smile knot including Mala.

"Oh yeah, wait, I'll make you a drink!" Mala was about to stand up but Shafa hurriedly withdrew his hand preventing.

"No, La. We will not be long, Papa can be angry if we are late back home. We're just here to bring this for the sisters in the dalem!" Shafa handed over two large cantons from the hands of Azhar and Akram.

Marwa nodded along with her warm smile.

"Yes, La. but please don't be offended well, we just want to share the same brothers here because again there is a little rezki. I mean nothing!"

Mala has not yet been able to understand. Her gentle bead even glazed over staring at all of them.

"Ehh, there's Marwa's son Shafa. How come you're not made to drink his tea anyway, son?" Mala's mother suddenly appeared in the room with her warm smile.

"Hehehe, no, Auntie, we're just snapping, really! oh well it just so happens to be aunty here_,"

"What's up, son? Mommy so beware, Mala is making a mistake at school?" Mala's mother turned to stare intensely at Mala.

"No, no, Auntie. Um, this is the four of us coming here to say this Auntie, please accept, well, Tant! Hopefully this can be useful for the Aunt family, and please. don't take offense Aunty!"

The chatty Marwa spoke softly a little hearty while handing a rather thick brown envelope to Mother Mala's hand.

"I_this is what, son?" The net of the beakbaya woman began to glaze over while staring at the four of them alternately.

"It's just a little bit of sustenance for Auntie and the family. Well received Tant!" The two twin sisters simultaneously touched the soft hand of Mala's mother.

"Hiks. hyks.. Thanks a lot, son! Mom didn't know what to say. You guys are good kids."

"Let's help us so we should help each other."

"Again, thank you, my dear Shafa, Marwa, Nak__"

"Azhar, Auntie!"

"I'm Akram, Auntie!"

"Oh, thank you, Azhar boy, Akram boy!"

"But__"

"If so, we want to say goodbye first, Auntie, greetings the same Om also the sisters who are again in the afternoon bobok!" Shafa immediately cut quickly because it seemed like Akram wanted to explain something.

"Oh, that's it, really bad, kid. Not even drinking."

"Next time, Auntie!"

"Well, be careful, kid! Greetings to your parents. May Allah repay all of this with the best of recompense. Aaminn!"

"Aamiin. thanks Auntie for praying!"

"Together, Son!"

"We're saying goodbye, Mala! see you at school tomorrow!" The two hugged Mala.

"Thank you very much, Wa, Fa, Brother Azhar, Brother Akram! you are good people!" Mala started to tear up.

"Yes, equally. Ish, whatan, anyway! don't cry, dong! so baper, here!"

"Asshalaamu'alaikum...."

"Wa'alaikumsalaam!"

TBC>>>