THE HIDDEN PEARL
MPEK-MPEK SUBMARINE.

══ ✥.❖.✥ ═✨ Kalam Habaib ✨═ ✥.❖.✥ ══

Love can turn something bitter into sweet, love will also turn dust into gold, murky into clear, pain into healing, prison into palace, suffering into pleasure, and anger into grace.

✨[ Habib Umar Bin Hafidz ]✨

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One month has passed since the events of Frans ,the irma disappeared without news .!!!

Frans has also improved his condition from a broken bone that was hit by an incident that was accidentally by Irma.he has also begun to be able to walk well and move back.

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The Azram Group..

It has been almost a month Azzam without Frans, and it makes Azzam have to come to the Azram company group once morning come there to start his activities.

" well, as always start a task without Frans, just work alone in front of a laptop that will squeeze the mind "luh Azzam with mimic the face of the wayang cepot while putting his file bag and laptop on the table then sat in the Oversize chair in his room and he immediately opened his laptop, he said, Not long later when he was focusing on his laptop suddenly heard a knock on the door

Geck, tok, tok!

"Get in!!" Azzam exclaimed with eyes still focused on his laptop.

"Sir, sir, there's something I can help you with" said one man, whose voice is well known to Azzam, spontaneously he saw a man who had just spoken and offered labor with him,

"franss.."his bite doesn't sound loud.

"Hi bro, how are you?, is Lo kangen the same me?" ask Frans with the pedal.

"Cih!, Nazis was absent from Lo!, "Hardik Azzam was spontaneous, "How about Lo's foot?" ask again with eyes fixed on Frans' feet.

"Alhamdulillah, as Lo saw now, was better" Frans bales who he immediately sat in front of Azzam.

"Thank God "said Azzam briefly and he refocused on his laptop.

Frans flinched "Just so doang?" tanyanya.

"Yes then, how do you want?"

"She asked the cake, how can I be cured."

"What's important to me?!" asked Azzam coldly.

"What a shame Lo zam, I've been sick, you've never been nongol again!" frans' protest was a little upset.

"That's Lo's punishment for making my bini sad, for losing his best friend!" azzam replied with a cold look at Frans.

"Oh, how cold is it?!" Frans grumbled when he saw the face of his boss who turned to Cold. " Sad,? A pal? Meaning Lo What ?" he asked again who did not understand the words of Azzam.

"Eh, how come I'm the bad guy?, guekan victim, again tuh rich female executioner, once nyenggol door car bone I broken, lokan tau own zam" Bela Frans who doesn't seem to want to be blamed

"Ah, it's also because of the soft mouth!" Hardik Azzam's.

"It's not because of him..."

"Akh, already, already!, do not need to be discussed anymore!" Said Azzam who was getting upset and he cut off Frans' words

"Better Lo Set the schedule!, today we are at 09.00 later we have a meeting for the discussion of the project that we will discuss for a meeting later at 13.45 in the office of Mr. Prasetyo. lo Frans hold the recording of the memory that we will bring later and the proposal is the same do not forget the file of the deal we also the photo Lo have to check the correct everything is okay!" Said Azzam while throwing a file on Frans

"Okay boss!" Bales Frans who immediately took the file that Azzam threw at the table in front of him.

"Yes you can go now prepare everything" Azzam said again.

"Okay, yes if that's what I'm sorry for" pamiit Frans and only Nodged by Azzam, and he immediately stepped out, to prepare everything for their meeting preparation.

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While at Thafidz House..

Naisha seemed uninspired to teach the children of Santrinya, and it was obvious, by one of the teachers who helped her teach at the thafidz house.

"Afwan Ustadzah, Is Ustadzah sick?, why does Ustadzah's face look pale?" ask a woman who is helping Naisha teach.

Naisha gasped, hearing the woman speak, because it turns out she was not focused "Eh, ana also does not know Zahro, suddenly the head is dizzy" naisha said, and she put her hands on her head.

" Oh Allah.yah Rahman.., why is the headache of the servant "Inner Naisha while holding her head that hurts and giving a small massage there.

"Then it is better for Ustadzah to rest, let my children handle it" said the woman named Zahro

"Oh, well, then take a break, Zahro" bales Naisha as she rises from her seat.

"Na'am Ustadzah please" after getting an answer from Zahro, Naisha immediately stepped towards the room where she used to rest.

Arriving in his room he laid his body, but as he began to lie down he had just closed his eyes, suddenly, he remembered something..

"Eh, why would ana want a submarine mpek-mpek? ih...really this is really very keen but why suddenly gini anyway?!." Naisha muttered, whose eyes no longer wanted to be closed.

When he remembered the word empek-empek, he immediately remembered the words of Irma, his closest friend."If the anti want mpek-mpek submarine, say the name ana, surely ana will come." that's the word Irma that makes Naisha increasingly kangen to her Friend.

"Irma, ana again wants to mpek-mpek nih submarine, Anti where the hell?, did not anti say will come when ana call the name anti, do not know what if ana kangen anti!, huu! Anti-lie!" nisha grumbled in her bed with her hands she put over her eyes until her eyes were closed.

"Who's saying she lied?!" Naisha sat down at once upon hearing the words of someone she seemed to recognize her voice, and she searched for the source of it, but there was no one she saw in her room, and he stared at the door without even blinking and before long appeared a beautiful woman wearing her pink hijab and she smiled sweetly while winking her eyes at Naisha, making Naisha's eyes round and mouth agape at the sight of the woman..

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