
Today, Charlie was walking around in the shopping mall. He, wanting to buy something, accidentally hit someone.
" Okay, sorry ! "
" Yes, it's okay! "
The girl in the purple veil, smiled and picked up her belongings that had fallen off.
" I'm sorry, Assalamualaikum ! "
Charlie was silent, so excited.
" Wa'alaikumusallam ! "
" God is beautiful !" inner Charlie.
Very memorable, that's what came to Charlie's mind. The man, clutching his chest, felt his heart beating faster than usual. Perhaps, this is what is called falling in love at first sight.
" Sir, wait ! "
" K..Why Mas ? "
The girl, turned around while looking in wonder at Charlie.
" Can we have lunch together? "
The girl looked doubtful, she was like a half-dead scare. Cold sweat started flowing from his face.
" Don't be afraid, I'm not a criminal. I just want to sincerely apologize to you, even if you don't mind! "
Shamed to be seen by many, the girl finally accepted the invitation to lunch together.
The two of them walked together and after that they entered the car. Neither Charlie nor the girl, no one started his conversation on the way to the fast food restaurant. However, wanting to get closer to the girl, Charlie finally ventured to ask her something.
" It's best to eat where is it ? "
" Where are you, I follow you ! "
" Okay, then we go to Bang Alif's restaurant, in Menteng! "
" Geez, that's too expensive the Mother Prayer Restaurant with me right ? "
" You know Mama ? "
" I happen to know the name of the owner, because I was invited to lunch there with my coworkers ! "
" Oh so, it's okay to just go there ! "
After a journey of approximately 15 minutes, from the bookstore to the restaurant Alif. They both arrived at the five-star restaurant.
" It's here, please Miss ! "
Charlie, opened the car door for the girl, while the girl blushed in embarrassment. When treated like the Princess by a handsome man, who is not known.
" What dream did I have last night, why could I meet such a kindly rich person like him!" inner girl veiled purple.
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" Bisma, Papa and Aqila, go home first ! "
" Mama, Aqila wants Mama and Papa. But, Aqila is not at home here. Sorry Aqila ya Ma ! "
Jihan, crouching equalizes her position with the princess. He, gently rubbed the top of Aqila's head. Makes Bhishma, and, also, her father-in-law smile happily. After a long time, it turned out that Aqila, could smile sweetly like this. Usually he's clumsy, never so expressive like this.
" Jihan, you did bring change to my granddaughter. Thank you, son, I hope you guys are a match. Oh my God, I prefer my son-in-law to my son-in-law! " inner Abhimanyu.
" I love Karina very much, but, seeing Jihan is so fond of Aqila. I don't want a divorce from him. Next year, I will marry Karina. Oh my God, how should I? " inner Bisma.
Last night, Bisma was contacted by her lover. Karina said she wanted to quickly marry him and have children. In order to make it, Aqila has friends . But when I talk about it to my father. Abhimanyu, the wrath he says can't be that fast.
However, this was the decision of Bhishma. That in one year, she's gonna get a divorce with Jihan. He, already talked about this with the girl. And, Jihan accepts, on condition that she keep this agreement a secret with her foster mother. He was afraid, Murniati would be saddened to hear this news. So, as best as possible they have to keep the agreement a secret.
" Mama, dan, Papa will catch up with you dear. Is it Papa ? "
Jihan, elbow the husband's arm. And, the man smiled stiffly, then he also aligned his height with his daughter.
" Mommy's right, baby, we're here in 6 days
You, can't be naughty yeah, be nice with Grandpa, and, Grandma is also Om Charlie okay ! "
Jihan, kiss the cheek of Aqila's puffer. Making, Bhishma increasingly hesitated to divorce his wife. Indeed, it was a motherly woman like Jihan that her family expected. But, what about Karina, that's what makes her even more difficult in choosing.
" Yes already, Mama, Papa. Aqila, and, Grandpa said yes. Assalamualaikum! "
" Wa'alaikumusallam! "
Aqila, and, her grandfather entered the car. Aqila, pouting while in the car, she did not want to leave Jihan and her Papa. But last night she kept crying, Karen didn't have AC until she was overheated. And, Jihan's bed was very narrow, the three of them slept crammed overnight. With Aqila in the middle, and, Jihan and Bisma on the right and left.
" Bye Mama see you later! "
" Yes, I'll see you soon, my dear ! "
Bisma, made a big smile, as Jihan gave Aqila her flying kiss .
" Juki sir, be careful ! "
" Yes Young Master, See you! "
Bisma, nodding and waving her hand as the car engine was already run by, Mr. Juki, her family's private driver .
" They're home, now we go inside yuk sir! "
" I..iya Jihan, Oh yes, Mom why so long? "
" He was probably reading Yasin's surah at the tomb. Don't worry, after all he's the same Brother, and, also brother-in-law ! "
" Emh yes ! "
" Aren't you hungry? If you are hungry, I make Mie Tek Tek, yesterday will have eaten fried rice, so different it is ! "
" I can, sorry to bother you! "
" As long as you're still my husband, it's not a troublesome thing ! "
" You cheated Jihan, why am I the only one who is worried about making a decision. As for you, mediocre !" inner Bisma.
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" How good is not? "
" Thank God, good ! "
" So, we haven't met yet ? My name is Charlie Abhimanyu. Just call me, Charlie. If you could know who you are ? "
" My name is Hana Salsabila. Just call me, Hana ! "
" Okay, Hana greetings! "
" Yes, hello, Charlie! "
" If you may know, you have a boyfriend? "
" Not having, it means not going out ! "
" Oh so, but have a candidate, right ? "
Hana, suddenly sad, no matter what, obviously it makes Charlie feel guilty.
" I'm sorry, really it's a privacy thing huh ? . Pardon me! "
Hana, shakes her head quickly in response.
" It's okay, I failed to get married. Because, my future husband, apparently impregnated another woman. And, they must marry, for the sake of the baby in the woman's womb. Finally, my marriage and her, was cancelled! "
" Athaghfirullah, you brash man. What if you marry me. When we look at our age, it is not too far away ! "
" I'm 25 years old ! "
" That's perfect, I'm 27. Most importantly, we want to get married because of Allah Ta'ala. I'm sure, if in the end we both will love each other! "
" Oh my God, is this a dream? This man asked me to marry him. What should I do ? "
" It's kidding, right? "
" No, I'm serious! "
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