My Love Is Just For You
Kasmaran
I'm here for you
Once more to you
I'll give you the miss you ordered intact...
I'm here for you
Once more for you
Believe me, you don't have to be upset anymore...
I also feel your vibration
Love me as I love you
What a kasmaran I am to you...
Life is about you
It's always been about you
Looks like you're a palanquin to me...
You made me incapable
Always not capable
Holding my feelings for you...
I also feel your vibration
Love me as I love you
What a kasmaran I am to you...
I also feel your vibration
Love me as I love you
Really kasmaran I ohooo
to you ahaa ye heey...
I also feel your vibration
Love me as I love you
I also feel your vibration
Love me like I love you oo
(Truly my kasmaran)
(Truly my kasmaran)
(Truly my kasmaran)
to you...
The song is owned by Jaz, one of the popular male singers of Indonesian and Brunei Darussalam blood entitled Kasmaran lately accompanied the days of Hind. As per the message conveyed on the song, he felt every verse that was said melodiously similar to his current love story. After the last message Hind sent to answer Mohammed's questions, their tension and frost again melted. A wide grin was imprinted by Hind. He who is currently cooking for his lunch this weekend shows himself as Jaz by likening the sodet he uses to meet the capcay is a mic and he begins to sing every verse of the song those. He laughed giggling at himself laughing at the madness he was doing. Yes, falling in love with Mohammed bin Rashid is a pretty real madness.
After he replied to a message from Mohammed who questioned how he should behave in the face of the fact that the man who became his lover was not an arbitrary person, the tightness and anxiety that his heart had felt slowly dissipated as if the obstructing squeezers had been removed and there was only happiness and a smile that always adorned his natural pink lips.
*Soak that he made has been cooked and ready to serve, fried caycay and black pepper beef. Hind arranged the appearance of his cooking in such a way as to be a photo object that made anyone who saw him become hungry and tempted to eat it. With his smartphone-* that has a quality that is not inferior to his SLR camera, he immortalized his cooking and sent the photo to Mohammed by giving status 'happy lunch on a beautiful weekend today' and a heart-sign imoticon.
Mohammed, who was busy checking his regular work, immediately picked up his smartphone as if he had a heart sync with Hind, knowing that the girl had sent him a message. And sure enough, he got a direct message from Hind who sent a photo of his cooking. In keeping with Hind's guess, that the one who saw him would feel hungry was appropriate. He did not expect a busy doctor like his lover to have cooking skills, things that are rarely owned by career women in general today. Damn, how can a photo of simple but healthy cooking that can make him swallow and suddenly hungry even though lunch is still three hours away? Apparently the ability to play the camera angle in the art of photography owned by Hind can not be underestimated! A reliable internist doctor, hard worker, cook, master of painting and photography, which favor will you deny M?! Shouts in the heart.
"Uncle Juma,"
"What M?" Reply Juma who is currently sitting face to face with Mohammed.
"I ask you to tell all the team members that we will have a picnic outside the office and cook your own lunch so please prepare all the ingredients, Uncle."
"What?!" Juma who was surprised by the sudden instructions from Mohammed unknowingly dropped his smartphone. He condemned the sudden desire of his nephew.
"Thank you..," Mohammed, who ignored Juma's shock, gave a big smile and a guilty thank you, troubled his uncle and continued his work in front of his laptop. He was sure one hundred percent that his uncle wanted to scream and protest his spontaneous actions but he pretended not to know. Raising his overly patient Uncle was indeed one of his own pleasures. Forgive my selfishness, Uncle...
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*Hind stared in disbelief at his smartphone screen. A live video of Mohammed's Hexagram account was plastered in front of him showing so much cooking lunch. During this time he communicated with Mohammed, only this time the man posted his activities live. *While enjoying his lunch, he saw several members of Mohammed's team busy concocting food ingredients with large pots cooked in a traditional way in the middle of a semi-grass field that is not too much greenery near the office building courtesy of Mohammed. Sometimes Mohammed approached his chef like a journalist asking what cuisine they were making.
Machboos, processed rice cooked with spices and served with meat. The meat used can also be chicken, goat, sheep, camel, beef and also fish. And this time Hind saw the chef cooking with the main ingredient is chicken. Tabbouleh, a Middle Eastern-style salad made from tomatoes, mint, paterseli, onions, bulgur flavored with olive oil, lemon juice, salt and pepper and Shawarma, a meat-based dish baked for hours on a long iron. Generally the meat used is chicken, turkey, goat, lamb, beef or a combination of several meats. Ripe meat is sliced thinly and put into pita bread along with various types of vegetables such as lettuce, cucumber, tomato, onion, pickle and paterseli. Not to forget some fruits and mineral water are provided to neutralize fatty foods that they will eat later. This time Hind was made to swallow his saliva. He did not expect that typical Arab food looks so tempting. He always heard the story that the food from the Middle East was not good. He should not believe so much in the opinions of others. Shouldn't we judge something whether it's about food or something else before we feel it ourselves?
Mohammed took Shawarma, who had been mixed with pita bread and various types of vegetables in it with his right hand, and showed him the live video on his smartphone and said the words spoken earlier by Hind while smile, "good lunch on a wonderful weekend today..."
*which of course makes all followers*Mohammed yell hysterically in the form of comments in the column provided by Hexagram.
Unlike them, Hind covered her hot face. His cheeks inevitably show all the redness of embarrassment. His heart that was beating normally changed even faster.
In his heart he said, "Am I dreaming? Why do you seem so real when the body is not greeting to convey the taste?"
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