Naphisa
Part 47's

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A bright morning. As bright as Nafisa's heart, he

walking towards the Library past the dean's room of the engineering faculty, whose room again if not the room of his lover now.

Seeming from the opposite direction Dimas went hand in hand with a beautiful and fashionable woman, whether it was a lecturer or employee at the campus Nafisa did not know. They talk to each other occasionally laughing together.

Brain: Jealous ?

Heart: Obviously dong !

He is now the future priest of Nafisa.

Brain: Don't be jealous blind, he's a good man, love dead same Nafisa where might cheating?

Hearts: I'll ask if there's a connection between the two of them.

It was the voice between his heart and brain Nafisa who was arguing with each other

Nafisa slipped on the wall near the park freely she could observe the two men. Suddenly the phone vibrated there was an incoming call from the brother.

Alfians

Assalamualaikum, Japan....

Naphisa

Wa'alaikum...Brother Fian

Tumben called what's wrong, brother?

Alfians

Fisa....Omas....

Naphisa

Oma why brother?

Alfians

Oma accident... now critical.

and....Papa's...

Alfian paused his sentence with a hoarse voice holding back the cries, explaining his family's state.

Papa is in hospital ....

His heart is relapsing, can you come here now? because brother brought Zacky here, change guard Papa meant brother because the child is high risk in the hospital. Bi Siti again takes care of the mother who fainted now enter the ER.

Naphisa

Hiks.hiks.i..iya brother now I am there.

Tuts. the phone was disconnected.

Nafisa sat on the park bench sobbing covering her face with both hands.

O Allah strengthen my heart, my soul, my faith to face this test of Yours. He had to ask his friend to drive because Nafisa felt powerless at all afraid of what happened on the road.

Nafisa immediately opened the WhatsApp application to enter the Taekwondo Group

Naphisa

Is there anyone who is free from college?

please.gue needs help now.

I'm in the park near the perpus

Kevin

Why Mak ... tumben?

Yudha

I'm free but again mojok ma candidate bini, mak.please wait patiently.

Risky

Astarghfirullah....Yudha, remember the sin!!

Halalin used to be alone and not a sin.

Yudha

Ready Mr. Ustadz

Adam

Don't joke guys

I think seriously Nafisa. ...

I didn't pick up the phone so I thought why the kid?

Risky

I just queued up for Mr. Ryan's guidance.

Adam

I just finished practicum soon

Kevin

Lo..Two more mojok, samperin tuh Mamake.

Yudha

Ready boss....

After sending WhatsApp to a friend in the group, Nafisa went to the toilet intending to wash her face. Out of the toilet looked pale and eyes reddened, coincidentally Dimas out of the room was about to go to the teaching section through the toilet.

"Nafisa..you why hmm, sick?" ask Dimas.

Nafisa nodded, "no pain sir, only there is something more so sad." hoarse voice Nafisa held back a stern cry.

" Let's come with me to the room" Dimas asked.

" But Sir ...."Nafisa hesitated to follow Dimas.

"I don't like Nafisa's refutation" said Dimas.

Nafisa walked behind Dimas then unexpectedly Dimas' hand pulled Nafisa's hand to walk side by side and immediately entered his room.

" Sit dear.."with a friendly Dimas lead Nafisa to sit on the sofa available in his room.

" Tell me what's the problem? Don't hesitate to tell a story because you're now my future wife."

While sobbing Nafisa told me everything including asking her friends to bring her car because she could not drive her own car to the hospital.

Dimas exhaled a little annoyed, "Why don't you just ask for help with my Nafisa? Am I your husband's candidate?"

" I'm sorry Mr. Dimas.I did ask for help to friends who have free time college who can, I dare not tell Mr. Dimas afraid to interfere with the activities of the father on campus. You don't tell the future husband because our parents don't necessarily approve of us."

" I'm sorry I was a little upset about it, and about our relationship I was 100% serious%. For that we must be able to convince our parents to bless our relationship. Okay, I'll just clear the files and then we go to the hospital, okay?"

Nafisa nodded slightly smiling. Then took out the phone from his pocket since then begetar continued to turn out there was chat from Yudha.

Yudha moved from her seat with Yulinda to the garden near the perpus. Not until the park they saw Nafisa down following Mr. Dimas, then Mr. Dimas pulled Nafisa's hand into his room.

" Lin.see Mamake with Mr. Dimas" said Yudha.

" Why did Nafisa go into Mr Dimas's room? ask Yulinda.

" Didn't know ..didan his assistant Mr. Dimas, according to research also with him, be taught they are close. Ntar I want to wa first means if he asks for help in the group kok now same Mr. Dimas" said Yudha

Yudha pulled out her phone then typed a WhatsApp message into Nafisa

Yudha

Fisa. I mean Lo whatan ask for help to us - we continue to play unplug it just as Mr. Dimas entered the room using his hand,fortunately, I'm the only one who saw if someone else saw surely rame deh so gossip hot hihihi.

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Naphisa

Shut the fuck up, assume you don't see anything! I'm wa again.

And note I'm not holding hands but my hands are drawn the same killer lecturer. Satisfied Lo beware if spread gossip to my taekwondo children circumcision Lo mampus!!

Yudha

Pardon..ampun mother queen..hamba khilaf mispronounced ... hahahaha kaburrrr.

I'm waiting for Lo's story

Nafisa put the phone in her bag. Apparently Dimas has finished clearing all his files.

" Where are your car keys so that I drive, I happened to leave with Papa so do not bring a car. Lisa...."

" Yes Sir ."

Dimas approached until now they were in a very close distance. Nafisa felt awkward, masculine perfume, the roar of breath mixed with the smell of mint clearly made her heart beat fast.

" Your breath is mine and I don't like to be ignored because I love you so much, like the grief we have to go through together, understand?"

Nafisa nodded, unexpectedly Dimas' hands hugged her slender waist, Nafisa's chest pushed Dimas, "Father anything and so near ntar khilaf beware, you know, moreover, we are only two here the third means ..demon hi.hi," Nafisa looked around the room Dimas then pushed strong Dimas to fall behind fortunately there is a sofa right behind him.

"I'm sorry Mr. Dimas accidentally."

Nafisa looked terrified as she reached out her hand to grab the hand of Dimas who had fallen on the sofa.

" I am the one who should apologize, almost the khilaf earlier." said Dimas with a smile and then stroked the head of Nafisa wrapped in hijab and then said," Let's get married don't delay anymore, and don't call me dad again if you're just gini, okay?"

Nafisa smiled and nodded. Then they came out of the room. Dimas walked towards the stop while Nafisa headed to the parking lot to pick up his car. He drove until the stop then swapped positions, with Dimas now driving to the hospital where Oma, Papa, and Mama Nafisa are being treated.

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