The Journey of the Love of the Haram Child
Chapter 23 The Outpouring of Hearts

After carrying out the routine of magrib prayer and teaching Misela and Erlina back to sit in the living room. They will discuss about what dinner menu they will buy because they have not had time to buy raw materials for cooking.

But when Erlina saw the branded clothes in Misela's eyes Erlina immediately glared because she wanted to buy the brand of clothes that Misela was wearing.

"Your cell when to buy this shirt so simple and beautiful Cell. This shirt is expensive. If it's not wrong it costs four hundred."

"Huh? This shirt is four hundred thousand Er?

"This one is branded I haven't bought it yet."

"This was bought by Mr. Dzakir when he came home from the hospital."

"Seriously you?"

"Yes when I want to go home I don't have a change of clothes and she keeps this dress the same hijab eh I was invited to stop by the Cendrawasih market again buy a lot of clothes abis three million more know."

"Lunatic Lu Sel!."

"I don't ask him to take some clothes I like. At that time I was told to stay at his home in Punggur because the mother is still in Jakarta while my condition is not possible to live alone at home."

"Your cell how the hell is a good guy like that you reject Cell?"

"Ahh you also said that when I was still deket same Ka Hilman. Ka Hilman is also disappointed, right?. Ka Hilman knows everything about me."

"Yes yeah why the hell did you break him up. I don't know yet. You like to play secret. He is okay in the eyes of girls. Can be anything. The martial arts whiz playing basketball you know well that he's playing crazy basketball again one college can scream tuh for Hilman support."

"You sure you want to know?"

Erlina nodded her head a few times.

"So that time Ka Hilman suddenly kissed my lips."

"What?"

"When he and I finished practicing our martial arts chatted with each other and the chatter was about our future. Ka Hilman said she would marry me after we graduated from college and live life with me from zero. I gladly agreed to his plan because he was the only man who was always there for me. But suddenly Ka Hilman got carried away and kissed my lips. At that time my body immediately trembled because it remembered the incident when I was going to be held*ko*sa by three fathers that night."

"Continue?"

"I was shocked and angry with him."

"Hilman didn't apologize?"

"She's sorry to even kneel in front of me."

"You don't accept her apologies?"

"Erline... Maybe for some women it's natural but for me it's not. I'm not the mahram yet. And he should be able to control the illegal act."

"Yes, you're a pesantren child, he doesn't price you anyway."

"I also asked him to stay away from me."

"Keep you accept Rangga?"

"The exact moment Mas Rangga came. She was indeed so simple but somehow I was willing to accept her proposal with pleasure."

"But it turns out rotten right he? You're in too much of a hurry to not discuss it with me. That's what he said we were suhdahan huh."

Erlina folded her hands and threw away her face.

"I'm sorry. You know I have always kept things that are actually not worth the story. To me it's my disgrace."

"But I'm your best friend since High School. I've always told you anything just like you but you can find a lot of secrets."

"Hehe yes sorry. God willing from now on I'll open up with you."

"Promise?"

"God willing."

"Well, what do we want to eat now?"

"Like eating rice padang use rendang delicious."

"May we also buy ahead. Eh wait it's a paper bag from Mr. Dzakir what's inside?"

"I don't know, either. I forgot to open it."

"Good Cell Mr. Dzakir shaman time yes. How can we know what we want."

"What the hell did you keep jeezing from earlier. God or subhanallah."

"Hehe yes sorry ustazah. I'm not your pesantren kid."

"Why the hell? What's that about?"

"Well two packs of rice and two bottles of pocari."

"Huh? Don't you mind it's rendang too?"

Misela and Erlina opened the rice paddock. And sure enough rendang is the side dish of the package. How could Dzakir possibly read their minds.

Misela and Erlina looked at each other and laughed. And devour what is in front of them.

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The melodious voice of the Dzuhur adhan has been reverberating in Misela's green campus mosque which happens to be just next to Pak Cipto's house which he now occupies with Erlina.

But the voice of the Adhan was no stranger to his ears. Misela rushed to take the mukena to pray congregation in the mosque.

"Where are you going?"

"Ke mosque campus lah. Mr. Dzakir who is the Adhan is not horrified?"

"Yes, why if Mr. Dzakir is the Adhan?"

"Usually abis ngimamin pray he must be cultum. I love the way he fucks."

"Basar lu. Wait for me to come along too."

Misela and Erlina walk to the mosque on campus. With an occasional smile and laugh they enjoy a short drive from home to the mosque.

But only a few steps left they arrived at the mosque of a beautiful woman with a plain gray glamour wrapped in a flower motif square hijab against them.

"Misela Hi. How are you?"

"Selin?"

"Inget is the same? Sorry can not come at your wedding eh wait but are you now a widow huh haha oiya you like not the same gift from me? I am ready with all my heart."

"Which gift do you mean?"

Selyn approached Misela and whispered to her a little.

"Eh bastard who is now a flower widow you haven't heard the hot gossip on this campus?"

"What?"

"Ahahaha you're a real innocent girl."

"Astaghfirullah Selyn so you spread gossip on campus?"

"Emm yes, I was in a hurry to meet the future husband. Ohhhhh....!"

"Basic lady...."

"Hust don't curse. Let's go hunting before iqomah."

"Lu kok diem anyway. I want to be a girl."

"Love the same beans orange leaves huh?"

"Lu's kidding me anyway."

"Hehe, let's go inside."

"Yes, I'm Bu ustazah."

Erlina forgets for a moment about Selyn disturbing them.

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