New Hope Together Dusk That Is No Longer the Same
Doctor but afraid of drugs

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Is there anyone else like Faris and Aisha?

Or the same sugar daddy we Muhammad Azka El-Fatih? hyhi

Or maybe the same one that smells of the actor, Mba Sofia?

Or the same as the new hijrah like Doctor Karina?

Oh what is the same couple Gus Hasan and Ayla?

Eh by the way Faisal also join well, do not skip please.

Happy reading readers all ...

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Gus Hasan immediately laid his body on a mattress in his dorm room after spending a day with Ayla enjoying his first snow since he was in Istanbul. Diliriknya Jaya who had fallen asleep while hugging her mushaf, the transfer of the mushaf from Jaya's grasp to the nightstand beside her.

Tiredness makes Gus Hasan immediately fall asleep with the position of the legs that even half hang on the edge of the bed. After a few hours Gus Hasan suddenly woke up, remembering he had not prayed the night before bed. He was just about to get up to the bathroom to clean himself up when suddenly his phone rang signaling an incoming call.

Gus Hasan frowned when he found out who called him, when they had just met. The slide of the green slide on the screen of his phone.

“Authorally? I sleepy,” grumbled Gus Hasan after sticking his phone to the ear.

“Efendim gece with rahatsiz ettigi etc. Ama kiminle irtibata gecegimi bilmiyorum." (I'm sorry sir interrupted midnight. But I do not know who to contact, here is the last contact number of the father).

Again Gus Hasan frowned, even his eyebrows were already linked to each other, he again made sure that the one who called him was really from the contact with the name Ayla

“Affedersiniz, miss kiminle?"  gus Hasan asked quite surprised when he heard a voice from across. (Sorry, who is this?)

“Club Moretenders Kokteyl Besigi'nde, lutfen yakinda buraya gelin efendim. Bu sahibi phone sahok sarhos ve kapatmanin zamani geldi efendim." (At club Moretenders' Cocktail Crib, please come here immediately Sir. The owner of this phone is drunk, and it's about time we close sir)

“Club?” murmured Gus Hasan when the call was cut off.

“Why can Ayla be in that kayak place?”

Suddenly a sense of worry infiltrated his chest after seeing the clock on his phone screen. Although he himself had never been to such a place, but he knew how dangerous it would be if a girl were there, let alone this it was already midnight.

Gus Hasan undoes his intention to go to the bathroom, helping someone who is in need is more mandatory than his night prayer.

He grabbed the coat he had hung behind the door, he hurriedly ran to the side of the road waiting for a passing taxi. Luckily in Istanbul unlike in Yogya, here public transportation will always stand by twenty-four hours.

After mentioning the intended location, the taxi driven by Gus Hasan immediately shot across the streets of Istanbul which is still quite crowded.

The streets were quiet enough for Gus Hasan. Along the way, only one name swirled in his head, ‘Ayla’.

After about twenty-five minutes, Gus Hasan finally arrived at the location. He hurriedly entered the room.

The sound of the aroma of alcohol and dense cigarette smoke immediately spread to Gus Hasan's sense of smell, all felt filled his breathing cavity that was not used to.

Although there is no more deafening music, but flickering lights are still on, some chairs are also seen raised.

Many employees pass by cleaning up the litter, sweeping also mopping the floor.

Netra Gus Hasan swept through the room, a fairly quiet atmosphere making it easier for him to find what he was looking for. A girl in a messy dress drooped in front of the bartender's desk, her head piled on her arms on the table.

After approaching, Gus Hasan himself confused what he was about to do, he tried to wake Ayla by shaking her body. Suddenly Ayla mumbled to say swear words and then cried later.

Gus Hasan who was really uncomfortable in such a place immediately turned Ayla to the taxi she had deliberately asked to wait in front. But at once Gus Hasan was confused to take Ayla where, it is impossible to take her to his house, it could be Ayla's parents think it was he who had made Ayla drunk to unconsciousness. But it's even more impossible if he takes it to his dorm.

For a moment Gus Hasan thought and immediately reached into the phone in his pants pocket, his fingers seemed to be skillfully dancing on the lighted touchscreen.

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Slowly Aisha removed Faris' hand from the nape of her neck and then straightened her sitting position from the one that was originally leaning on the head of the bed.

“I-ica open the door first well,” asked Aisha a little stuttered and then rose from her seat.

“Ca,” call Faris stop Aisha's steps because her hand is also holding Aisha's arm.

“Iya?” aisha turned around.

Faris got up and walked to his wife who was still in her place. A moment later a kiss landed right on Aisha's cheek which made the owner's face more red.

“Ica more beautiful if again nervous gini,” said Faris stroked the cheeks of his wife who was getting flushed.

Aisha quickly turned around and stepped towards the door in a hurry, she did not want her husband to hear her heart beating as if asking to be removed from her place.

When the door had just opened in half, suddenly the hijab-wearing woman just barged in and passed Aisha who was still holding the doorknob.

“You guys if you want to open the door must be tight first huh? Mba sampe drowsiness nih nungguin you open the door,” grumbled Ning Sabina while putting a tray containing two drinks on the table.

Aisha could only smile looking at her husband who was also looking at her with his eyebrows intertwined.

“Ya if sleepy why Mba even here bring all drinks? Faris same Ica can take it alone,” said Faris trying to see what drinks brought by his cousin's sister.

“Syoutts! This is a special drink Umi made for you, so you have to abisin right now in front of Mba.”

“What drink?” faris asked squirted the water she had just tasted while wagging her tongue which felt very bitter.

“Mana Mba knows, anyway must be drunk out! You guys want to make Umi disappointed hayoh?”

“Iya Ning Ica try to drink well,” said Aisha grabbed a glass from the top of the tray.

“Sayang is not good to know,” said Faris stopped the glass that was about to reach Aisha's lips.

“When the doctor, the same one who was so scared,” grumbled Ning Sabina again handed one glass to her cousin's sister.

While Aisha had already downed the contents of the glass in her hand, even the toilet did not leave her husband shuddering unbearably.

“Pattern Faris! Later Fakih nangis nih Mba stay.”

“Yes yes Mba bebel,” grumbled Faris trying to slowly drink it with a nose that he had pinned tightly with his index finger and thumb. Faris is the most anti if you have to drink herbal medicine.

Ning Sabina and Aisha who were watching him were just looking at each other with their laughter held back.

“Hue ... hue ...” Faris immediately ran towards the bathroom because she could not stand the nausea because of the drink she had just spent.

Unfortunately Faris lost quickly with Ning Sabina's cheque in her hand so that her steps suddenly stopped.

“Hus where are you going? Telen all Faris,” said Ning Sabina with a murderous gaze trying to hold back her cousin's sister who continued to rebel.

Netra Faris was perfectly rounded asking for a defense on the wife who just pecked in her place without being able to do anything, until finally Faris resigned to swallow the hard-earned liquid held in his mouth because of the very gaze of his brother who looked like a tiger ready to prey.

Finally Ning Sabina again brought along the two empty glasses with a triumphant smile accompanying her steps.

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