
Rena awoke from her sleep, the morning prayer rang, inviting Muslims to worship and prostrate to the creator of the universe.
because in a state of unholy (while menstruating), then Rena wants to continue her sleep.
Rena re-opened her laptop, she immediately skated in cyberspace, looking for something that had disturbed her heart.
but what he was looking for was not what he expected.
It is so crazy to know who is behind the fake account.
"why am I so curious about him?" Rena muttered to herself.
"i don't even know what his face looks like" he muttered.
I'll return the message again, maybe he'll get it back. Rena is back in monologue.
"what's wrong?" type it with an erratic heartbeat.
Rena tried to take a deep breath and exhale it through her mouth, to reduce her nervousness, like being on the podium with millions of listeners. yet only a Bernard who was not clear of his existence and identity was able to make him tremble like a person being nervous.
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this morning Munah was getting ready to deliver his merchandise.since her husband died, Munah traded wet cakes that he put into the stalls. Munah delivered his dagannya to the nearest stall on foot, while the rest will be taken by Toni when leaving for school, the milk he put in the school kantin.
after delivering the merchandise, Munah rushed home to cook side dishes for lunch.
when there is Rena, he will feel a little helped, because the housework is done by Rena, and the rest they work together. He fries the fish he buys from stalls. income is selling cakes just for daily meals, and paying electricity bills.if there is a shortage, Toni who often gives him money.
when going to the kitchen, he saw a picture frame with Rena's face attached to the wall of the living room.His heart again missed the only girl, while praying for the good of her beloved child.
that time, then,
"preaaank"
the sound of the picture frame falling on the floor, there was no rain and no wind, falling suddenly.
"astaghfirullah thing adzim" said Munah ber-istighfar.the heart immediately restless, and remembered Rena.
"O Allah, protect my son Rena, from all dangers, and all evil intentions shetan, jinn and humans" said Munah with a.diri.
a mother's gut is always right. Munah feels something is not good, which is lurking Rena. his heart is full of anxiety. As long as the body is conceived, Munah will continue to pray for the good of his children.
like missing
Rena awoke from her sleep, the morning prayer rang, inviting Muslims to worship and prostrate to the creator of the universe.
because in a state of unholy (while menstruating), then Rena wants to continue her sleep.
Rena re-opened her laptop, she immediately skated in cyberspace, looking for something that had disturbed her heart.
but what he was looking for was not what he expected.
It is so crazy to know who is behind the fake account.
"why am I so curious about him?" Rena muttered to herself.
"i don't even know what his face looks like" he muttered.
I'll return the message again, maybe he'll get it back. Rena is back in monologue.
"what's wrong?" type it with an erratic heartbeat.
Rena tried to take a deep breath and exhale it through her mouth, to reduce her nervousness, like being on the podium with millions of listeners. yet only a Bernard who was not clear of his existence and identity was able to make him tremble like a person being nervous.
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this morning Munah was getting ready to deliver his merchandise.since her husband died, Munah traded wet cakes that he put into the stalls. Munah delivered his dagannya to the nearest stall on foot, while the rest will be taken by Toni when leaving for school, the milk he put in the school kantin.
after delivering the merchandise, Munah rushed home to cook side dishes for lunch.
when there is Rena, he will feel a little helped, because the housework is done by Rena, and the rest they work together. He fries the fish he buys from stalls. income is selling cakes just for daily meals, and paying electricity bills.if there is a shortage, Toni who often gives him money.
when going to the kitchen, he saw a picture frame with Rena's face attached to the wall of the living room.His heart again missed the only girl, while praying for the good of her beloved child.
that time, then,
"preaaank"
the sound of the picture frame falling on the floor, there was no rain and no wind, falling suddenly.
"astaghfirullah thing adzim" said Munah ber-istighfar.the heart immediately restless, and remembered Rena.
"O Allah, protect my son Rena, from all dangers, and all evil intentions shetan, jinn and humans" said Munah with a.diri.
a mother's gut is always right. Munah feels something is not good, which is lurking Rena. his heart is full of anxiety. Throughout the age of being conceived of the body, Munah will continue to pray for the good of his children.
"may you be well my son" said a sigh.