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I waited for the two men in front of the red jazz car, my hard-earned car for years plus pocket money from my father and mother, I stomped my feet occasionally angry , embarrassed by the behavior of my future priest
"what exactly makes the azam so ??? but whatever it is, it's still wrong...."
finally from a distance I saw 2 guys who I was waiting for me to sit on the hood of the car with their leisurely walking like nothing happened
"shy shame." answered ketus while singing my lips so ustadz Rahman unlocked the car I immediately entered and sat in the back seat
"yes, sorry. forgive the servant of Allah, anger is actually the act of Satan..
"strange santri ko doyannya fight kyai children anyway.."my sadness mendelik.
"santri is also human ..."said azam.
I'm ria's grim
"lagian ustadz ko not divorce anyway ??"ask me on ustadz Rahman, who suddenly saw me from the rear view mirror of the driver
"co ustadz who are wronged, already ko ustadz have broken up, but they are difficult to separate..biarin important not to kill each other hehehe"bela ustadz Rahman who calmly laughs.
"there is also a reason to fight, where to carry out the same anti duty ana.." clearly azam makes me frown incomprehensibly
when I asked her more my phone rang
"hallo honey.sorry yes we did not see loe gig abis just finished extra tutoring.."sucap siska at the end of the phone.
"iya ga papa this is also an impromptu ,"
"honey said loe there ushered cousin huh ?? the boy who said cousin loe sakep said ???" I stared at the fleeting azam who was busy struggling with his laptop
"knew dong, she never told me about having a handsome cousin ikh evil .." he added
"yes I will know him later."I replied lazy siska did not know that azam is not a cousin but my future husband.
"honey meet yu kangen I'm the same loe nih Lala also ..." said siska pleading
"silll. ...bebs.."sound the cry of Lala with Siska.
"when did I get back in the afternoon I also want to go back to school again." answered me limp.
"yes now only, we met at the new cafe loe aja ya ,gue ma Lala otw.."sucap siska and then closed the phone connection.
"ustadz can we stop by first ???"
"where is sil ??" ask ustadz Rahman
"to the Dago area later priscil designate his place..."
"want what ??"ask Azam who stopped his activity
"you'll see you for a long time I haven't seen you." I replied.
"but not for long we will have to return to the pesantren." replied Azam.
"you have to be yes.."tanyaku nengir.
"inget loh...."Azam looked at me sharply
"yeah, yes." I replied.
arriving at the cafe I waved at my friend who was there we hugged each other to give up longs ,,,, Alhamdulillah although just launching but my cafe and restaurant is always crowded maybe because the place is cozy,instagramable and friendly in the pocket
"sill..cafe loe again happening loh...rame really ....emang bener temen us this one good at doing business.."puji Lala.
"muji gini would want to ask gretongan right..already suspected..."
"sill's cousin loe. sake pake very rich artist Korean-china drama artist that "siska staring in awe towards the azam as well as all the female visitors there ,I don't know why there's this upset and anger on my chest
I took them to my room and found a tea gita
"teh gita.....!!!" yell at
"hey this is my partner's owner ..." replied tea gita.
we sat in my room that I made so spacious that I could feel at home, there were several sofas and tables, ' he said ,private room also television and private bathroom sofa that directly facing the city park in front of the cafe.
"sil ,ana and ustadz want help, can you??" pinta azam
"ask what please ???" much
"you want to ask for a private space for a moment ." he replied.
"oh can ...here aja , I'm part the same tea gita want to go around first while menggeck kitchen...temen temenku also let's wait outside.."
"Syukron if that's it...."
i, teh gita, siska and Lala went straight out leaving azam and ustadz Rahman in my room
"guys..kalian wait there aja I used to check the kitchen you guys used to eat only first.."my question is taken by both.
"sill,,, selamet yes.cafe we enter 5 favorite cafes in Bandung when just launching.."with a typical smile of gita tea.
"yes selamet also make teteh.kita equally successful our business ..." I'm happy.
"but still lose the same some old cafe sill there are 3 cafes that I do not know who the owner said his owner did live in Bandung, indeed his cafe amazing sill.. and he said again the owner is young and handsome crazy sist.." said gita tea while walking along to check each part of the cafe.
"saung amih...masakan sunda gitu , the same secret food darkness cafe and resto (this is the original essay halu author ya gaes...hehehehe....ππ)
"oh yeah..."
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in my office
"ma'am bro, are you ready ?"ask ustadz Rahman
"insyaallah, ustadz" answered azam
ustadz Rahman turned on his laptop and started the teleconference
after 30 minutes, they finished the long-distance meeting
"oh means a new cafe called want to shift the position of the cafe we tuh cafe and resto this ..punya makhrom loe mas bro ....." said Ustadz Rahman recalled a glimpse of the chat one of the managers at his restaurant
"iya did not expect yes but let it turns out priscil also has the right to be taken into account ya bang bro." replied azam.
"does priscil tau anta have a resto here ???"ask ustadz Rahman
"don't bang bro, let him not know now now.."azam unbutton his shirt one.
they soon returned
" sil, know dong same cousin loe "siska nudge nyenggok my arm
"geneit is very loe.."I answer I actually do not like.
"wild knapa, handsome hi can contact ga??"siska said that flirtatious on azam while there was no reply from azam just smile and close the palm in front of the chest because it is not mukhrim
"azamn...."
"siska...."
"Miris...."
I pout feeling uncomfortable .. My chest feels hot.
"you need to feel he already has a future wife, more beautiful than loe" said I cynically glanced at the siska from earlier steal a look at the azam, but azam did not respond not even staring
azam and ustadz Rahman closed their mouths holding laughter at my words
"hah..masa sih ..." said Siska in disbelief.
"do not worry also he will see loe he was fierce, judes, chuckles,," I said again
"wah eleven twelve equal loe dong kalo it ..." replied Gita tea.
"i don't feel it.."I asked.
"loe is fierce, judes are like a rich male lion.
"ikh teh gita.."I'm a manyun.
azam and Ustadz Rahman laughed as well as others
"peace"gita tea
"sil was already this afternoon ..."azam saw the clock on his wrist, I understand immediately saying goodbye from them
in the car
azam glanced at the fleeting lyrics and held back a laugh
"jealous,, bro, it turns out that it is good to be jealous.."said azam on ustadz Rahman.
"how does it feel like, bro???"ask ustadz Rahman who replied to each other teasing me
"wahh kelikin rich again angel bang bro... geli amused delicious." he replied they both laughed.
I resisted being upset, ashamed of pretending not to hear
"initially nolak nolak but like.."blinking of the eyes of azam on uatadz Rahman.
"it must be a little forced to admit.." replied ustadz Rahman.
"ikh man ko his hobby ghibah anyway." said I who can not stand their temptation.
"kalo ghibah was talking people behind the person, we're talking in front of the person ..." kkekeh ustadz Rahman made me more and more sing my lips, razam also chuckled
I then fell silent staring out the car glass trying not to care about their temptations, as I thought I saw a road that was familiar to me, I will miss this road ,the road that I used to walk on my way to and from school while walking around laughing with my friends, I would miss the time to run to the mall and watch concerts, where there was no ponpes guardrail....accidentally azam saw me who began to daydream
"trings....."
I opened the notification on my phone
"*why is it diem??"
"ga why napa...."
"zam gu.. uh I can ask you ....."
"what ??"
"what will it be after marriage 'I can't be as free as I am now??"
"do you mind??"
"hmmm no ...."
"just be honest...it's okay*.." ask azam.
"*maybe I need adjustments first ... will you also force me to change my appearance???"
"no...stay be yourself as comfortable as you are, I don't want you to change because you have to*....."