
Rahimah is now in a restaurant that is quite famous in her city. Self Restaurants.
Dinda as the new owner of a restaurant that was given by her grandfather held a dinner together, as well as showing friends her new workplace.
As they promised this morning, that they would gather from ten o'clock. A lot of time if just sitting relaxing in the place, so they decided to look around the contents and surroundings of the restaurant.
Starting from a large yard, provide a parking lot with guaranteed security. Customer dining tables are neatly lined, there are some provide private rooms, backyards for special occasions such as applications or birthdays.
Satisfied going around, Dinda invites them to see an important part of the restaurant. Kitchen.
Dinda also showed her expertise in cooking, obviously it is not a secret anymore because they are equally talented when it comes to matters of civilization and on this occasion they cook together.
Finished with his cooking, Dinda had the waiter prepare to the table for their lunch. Instead of using a private room, they prefer to eat at a row of customer desks. No one expected Dinda to be the new owner, as she behaved like a customer.
Before starting their lunch they performed Dzuhur prayer first in the restaurant mosque because it was in time, then they returned.
They sat at one table with six chairs close to the exit, already presented with various foods made by Dinda and her friends.
Today the restaurant is quite full, almost all the chairs have been filled by everyone. Long enough Rahimah and her friends chat while interspersed at lunch.
Actually it is not Rahimah who is chatting, but the trio wewek ... The new womb joined in the conversation after the food was finished. Nor do they question the silent womb.
"Great cool! I didn't think you were the owner of this restaurant!" I am Nurul, today he did not bring Nuri, the toddler was entrusted to the mother. Luckily, Nurul has an understanding husband and parents.
"This is the name of farewell brings blessings, the divorce from him .. You get trust for the restaurant," said Nurul, but he was grateful for what Dinda got, he said, friends who are always on pace with him but still love each other.
"Actually, before we split, grandfather also wants to give this resto. Just that I don't want to, but we're separated... I broke up to quit the office and choose work at this restaurant." Reply Dinda, slightly down. If normally Dinda would reply not for now.
"Trus, huh, how are you? When do you want to renovate the shop next door?" The womb went limp when it received such a question from Soraya.
"But you know, if I use savings for renovation, then I'm the same Rahman would like to eat .. buy what?" Said Rahimah.
"Do I need help?" Fresh Soraya, Rahimah shook her head while smiling faintly.
"I'm sorry Rahimah, if I can't help. You know right now I have to ask permission first with Mas Ari," Nurul said with regret.
"I can help you a little" Dinda replied.
"It's okay if you're Rul, but seriously I don't want to repotin you guys trus. Let the shophouse problems later," reject the subtle Rahimah while staring at her friends one by one.
"But I don't feel at all in repotin, if you are afraid of not feeling good at Mas Zidan. I used my own money instead" Soraya still offered to help.
"No need .. I'm serious, for this time I don't want to repotin you guys," heard that Soraya sighed resignedly.
"Trus, will you continue to sell clothes that are still there?" tanya Nurul.
"Yes, it's all taken care of by Dinda" she smiled.
All clothes made Rahimah time in Bandung have been brought home by Dinda, and offered to the mothers of the complex in her housing. Sebagin has been sold, and some of it still exists.
"Then? Will I make new clothes?" Soraya chimed in.
"No idea" Rahimah said, shrugging both shoulders.
"How about working with me here?" dinda's Proposal.
"Eemmm, I'll ask Rahman first if he has no problem staying alone" Dinda nodded her head in agreement.
When they were still engrossed in the light talk, suddenly Nurul's fokos were right ahead and someone disturbed his attention from the direction of the door. Because the position of Nurul and Soraya right facing the door while Dinda and Rahimah turned back to him.
A beautiful woman in a little longgor clothes without arms limited to the knees is yellow. Is struggling spoiled to a man, in vany color suit with his pants.
Although the woman's clothes were a bit loose but when she bent her hands to flank the stocky arms next to her, her stomach was clearly visible carrying a bulging like she was pregnant young.
Nurul knows very well who the man is, he who is experienced in pregnancy can also guess how much the woman's gestational age, if it is right that the woman is four or five months pregnant.
Getting such a scene, making Nurul grunt annoyed he was intrigued to approach the pair of humans.
Rahimah, Dinda, and Soraya were astonished to see Nurul suddenly standing up and walking, and were even more shocked as Nurul shouted out loud.
"Heeh, stop there," not only did the person Nurul was referring to look at him, but everyone else turned their heads because it attracted enough attention.
The man called was shocked to find out who was shouting, not just him ... Rahimah and friends were also surprised while standing up.
"Due to this woman, you chose to divorce Dinda," fiercely Nurul asked as he approached while pointing at the woman beside the man who was not not Angga Dinda's ex-husband just a few days ago.
"Take care of your words" said the woman shaking Nurul's hand.
"It was just a few days ago that you knocked on the hammer, but look at this," pointed it again at the woman's belly.
As soon as the room became rowdy, they whispered .. they could conclude that it was a matter of infidelity.
Dinda immediately moved from her place in the afterlife Soraya and Rahimah, they were afraid something would happen later.
"Based on the man brengg seek," Nurul barked angrily at Angga.
"Be quiet, you are Nurul .. don't interfere with my affairs, or you will know the consequences." Angga replied threatening not to accept at Nurul's katai.
Dinda approached and pulled Nurul away but he did not want to and remained in his position.
"You think I'm scared? Come on if you dare!" Nurul even challenged him.
They are now a free spectacle material for everyone, some even deliberately record it with their respective HPs.
"Go away from here, you bullies" said the woman.
Dinda ignited he also came forward beside Nurul without shame, right? If it is wet because of water play, why not just take a shower!
"Who did you say was a bully? You are the bully! While he was still my husband, you were even willing to take the baby," Dinda said, shaking her waist.
"Shut up Kauu .." said the woman as she pushed Dinda hard.
Pushed until it hits the uterus that is right behind it, the unexpected Rahimah loses balance and ....
"Ahh," cried Rahimah down, all turned towards Rahimah.
"God" said the trio of wewek.
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"Don't forget to find a teacher for you?" Abdar said before leaving, today he had a meeting at a restaurant. Actually he had suggested to meet at his cafe, but the client rejected it and chose his own place.
"Yes, Insha Allah .. later I will try the same Ustadzah Habibah."
"Emm then brother go first, Assalamu'alaikum."
"Waalaikumussalam, be careful brother," Abdar nodded then left.
Entering his luxury car sitting behind the wheel, Abdar slowly runs his car. This time Abdar did his own meeting, because Adit was doing another job in his office.
While on the way through the mosque, coinciding with the time of Dzuhur, did not want to waste time Abdar immediately parked his car in the courtyard of the mosque to join the congregation.
After the prayer, he returned to run his car to the promised place. Arriving at the restaurant coincides with his clients who also just came they also walked together to the private room.
Starting the meeting with some snacks and coffee as a companion, until the agreement was established. After the meeting they decided to have lunch together, it did not take long for the food to be eaten by the two of them.
After finishing with lunch .. they separated at the door of the private room, before Abdar went home to go toitel first, his partner was about to wait but was banned by Abdar.
Completing the hajat, then after it was finished .. The man in black with a white shirt in it and the blue jeans went out.
In the middle of his path he caught the sound of people shouting, approaching he could see a woman facing a pair of humans in front of the door.
Abdar watched her while walking slowly, suddenly his gaze fell on the maroon-colored robe-clad woman in tune with her square veil.
Abdar beegeming, he gasped. No longer hearing the argument, what Abdar saw was now the woman he had thought of last night.
Whether this is a match or what, Abdar believes that the change in him will be better if he has got an apology from the woman.
Abdar gasped in shock as the woman in front of the woman he had noticed retreated backwards and slammed the woman so that it almost fell, rushing Abdar to run and respond to her.
"Ah."
Holding both shoulders of the woman leaning against the chest of her field, her heartbeat beat firmer and more unruffled.
"Lord ..," the cries of some did not turn their attention to the woman in the arms.
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Because the push was so shocking and the uterus was not balanced, his legs sprained and fell. But it dawned on him that someone was holding him back from falling to the floor.
Looking over his head, Rahimah gasped when she found the face of a man so close to his face that his breathing was even so felt on the surface of his skin.
Growing shocked again when he realized that the person was the one who had visited his house last night unexpectedly.
It is no longer the feelings of anger, disappointment, sadness or hate that the Grace is feeling right now, but the shame and nervousness that takes over all of her feelings.
This is a new experience for Rahimah, being close to a man is obviously something that is not unusual in addition to their position that is not normal for him.
"Sorry," whispered Abdar looking at him fixedly.
At first glance his memory floated on the dream last night, just despite a different situation.
"Mah, are you okay?" a small jolt as Soraya approached him.
Nervous Rahimah could not answer at last she just shook her head. With the help of Abdar who was still holding his shoulder slightly pushed his body so that he could stand firmly.
The uterus grimaced as her feet were taped to the floor, there was a sense of pain. He also turned to the side to make the released hand hold it again.
"Aww."
"Is anyone sick?" worry Soraya.
"My legs sprained" said Rahimah lirih.
Abdar led Rahimah to sit in his chair.
Nurul was more angry because his friend was pushed and Rahimah who fell.
"Heh, gil la woman .. Here you go, face me if you dare," Nurul was about to catch the woman's face, but was restrained by Dinda.
"You think I'm afraid," the woman also came forward but was banned by Angga.
Not long after security came through it, Nurul was still about to vent his emotions but seeing Dinda's face that was pensive to him made him stop.
Security allowed the two men to leave, the woman refused but was forced to leave by Angga. Sticking her feet against the floor, the woman reluctantly left while looking intently at Nurul and Dinda.
Nurul also glared, while speaking without a sound. "What lo?"
Return to his dining table when he saw Rahimah was sitting in someone's lead.
"Imah" said Dinda and Nurul.
The uterus does not heal, it just grimaces in pain.
"Which one is sick," asked Abdar, the trio of woofs looking at him unblinkingly looking at Abdar who was crouching in front of Rahimah.
Rahimah again gasped, seeing the actions of this man before her.
"What do you want to squat down, let's stand up" said Rahimah embarrassedly.
"Let me help you," without caring about the views of others who once saw it that way. He also ignored Rahimah's orders, shamelessly pulling Abdar's left leg.
When viewed from the position of the womb that fell slightly to the left, then the left leg is sprained.
"Ehh, eehh .. what do you want, sir" the womb wants to prevent it.
On the back of the uterus that is not too high, without caring for the empath, then give a little massage around his heels that makes Rahimah grimace in pain while tugging at his feet.
"Aww."
"Hold on a little bit" Abdar said, holding the interested leg, twirling the Rahimah's leg slowly and the last with a quick movement to make a sound.
"Already," said Abdar while re-pairing the Rahimah sandal.
"Thank you," said Rahimah sincerely for her help at this time, Rahimah was a little embarrassed because her legs were massaged by the man in front of her.
Soraya, Dinda and Nurul looked at each other. They even forgot what happened earlier. They looked back at Abdar's face, and were busy thinking about something.
"Sama-sama," he said, consciously noticed that Abdar chose to resign even though he was reluctant because there was something he wanted to say to Rahimah.
"Then excuse me, Assalamu'alailum."
"Thank you, Waalaikumussalam." Answer them in unison.
They watched Abdar's back move away and shrink in vision and disappear from behind the door.
"It hurts?" ask Soraya
"Udah no longer," I am Rahinah.
Dinda immediately stared intently at the troublemaker, remembering something.
"It's all because of you, Rul!" sulk Dinda was upset. Nurul gawked at being blamed.
"Yes, this is all my country. Trus, you don't want that story?" said Nurus while crossing her arms, waiting for Dinda's explanation for the betrayal of Dinda's ex-husband.
Dinda sighed resignedly, it was enough she pretended to be tough.
"So what do you want to ask?"
"Do you know about Angga's affair?" Dinda shook her head while looking down, she even knew the same as her friends.
The one who is suing for divorce is not even her, but her husband. Perhaps because of the insistence of the woman, who was pregnant.
Seeing that Nurul grew even more resentful and angry towards Angga. If there was still a chance, he wanted to strangle Angga's neck for Dinda.
"Angga breeng seek" said Nurul who agreed Dinda, Soraya and Nurul.
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