The Secound Choice's
Twenty
One by one the hook needles that are in charge of uniting between one corner of the fabric to the other are released. The girl opened her headgear which she unconsciously still wore when she came out of the mosque after the Maghrib prayer.
"No longer feel this use long" he said grinning in front of the glass.
Both palms are already full of facial cleansing foam that he rubs evenly throughout his face. Then warm water he uses for rinsing.
It feels like to linger in a bathroom that is quite large in size compared to the cost first.
The ringing of his mobile phone made him have to pause activities to pamper himself.
"Privet, spokoynoy nochi .. konechno, ty skuchayesh ⁇ po mne praviledenno" he said as soon as the screen on his phone had shown a woman with a sharp nose
"Don't confuse you yourself! Your Russian is terrible!" the girl said, followed by her second laugh
"Hahaha .. I learned from Masha and the bear. How are you doing? how's your job fun?"
"Hooh, it's so much fun. Makes me want to get married quickly hahaha"
"Haha ... Who would marry you?" syifa's thump was interspersed with ridicule laughter.
"You just wait .." The two are laughing together now
"Btw .. Today I broke the hearts of some men, Sha!" their conversation turned serious, let alone the intonation of Syifa's voice as being sad or maybe sorry
"Wait on! wait!" Natasha pause
"You reject the profosal that Ustadz gave in the study?"
"Have you read their profiles one by one?" Syifa shook her head, as if seeing Natasha instantly raised her voice
"Why! the one who proposed to you was not a random person, Fa. Many people want them!!"
"Their profession is also supportive!"
"Doctor! businessman!"
"Oh ... Is there a doctor?" said Syifa plain
"Don't tell me you haven't read a single one of those!" Natasha is suspicious
"Hehe .. is not ...."
"God ... Syifa! can't we change places?"
"May I also have the idea hahaha, Sha .. There is another one that I rejected today!"
"Who?"
"Adam!" from across there Syifa heard Natasha choking
"Hey ... Are you Ok?"
"Hahaha .. iam Okay!"
"Why laugh?"
"Haha .. funny, Fa. The three men who proposed to you .. who you just rejected are all the best! moreover, Adam tengil it hahaha .. how dare he yes!"
"What the hell! I have never been discriminated against" Syifa replied, but Natasha laughed even more
"Can't laugh like that ah, Sha."
"It's funny! truses! keep going! how's expression?"
"Hm .. Yes, his face looks different. Not as usual. But he's still sending me home."
"Duh .. kasian yes. Why be rejected? what reason? still haven't moved on either?"
"Not that! if that's from ustadz, it's been a long time. Their kasian waited for certainty too long right, so yeah .. just let go."
"If Adam?"
"No idea, Sha. Don't want to make any more commitments."
"In this historical record, the 21st day a Syifa rejected four men at once! oh ... kereen!" natasha
"Eh, the 21st, huh?"
"Yes, July 21! Why?"
"It's her birthday ...." Syifa was sad again
"Well!" Natasha threw out a lazy breath
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"I'm sorry before, Mom. Because I left home before I went home. Grandma is sick, Mom. Yoli went to Grandma's house first, Mas. This time Grandma was in need of Yoli. If Grandma is okay, Yoli will come home. Please pray too, Mom."
Several lines of sentences are written on the hvs paper placed on the hood of the service.
The cell phone in his pants pocket he took out. The man wanted to contact someone.
"Lah .. die!" he said, then stood up to delay eating for a moment to charge his cellphone
After the smartphone was charged, Fauzi immediately turned it on. A split second of the notification sound does not stop sounding.
"Brissy!" he said, then continued eating
"The four cooked so well" he said himself as if praising his wife's cooking
"You're lucky to have a wife like Yoli!" suddenly the words of the woman he loved most flashed across his mind
After he had finished securing the stomach-wracking troops, Fauzi cleaned the dining table and washed the dirty dishes.
The ringing of the mobile phone makes it complete its activities immediately.
"Hello, Pa!" he said after the call was connected
"What's? when?"
"Yes, yeah. Oh... Papa and mama have been there?"
"Okay, Fauzi went to the office a little while after that straight to the station. Just meet you there, Pa. Assalamu'alaikum!"
Fauzi snatched his motor contact and then spurred it on as quickly as possible.
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The middle-aged woman seemed to be talking to the camera, although she was no longer young but she looked very spoiled.
"Mama come here! I haven't seen grandchildren in a long time!" heed
"Which grandson? do you want a new grandson?"
"This mama's all right!" strangest
"You are not polite! this mama is old, you should have come here!" said the black-hooded woman
"What, Ma? old man! mom finally realized!" said the woman who was none other than Mama Juna
"You're! mom retired 7 years! Mom is old, you are too! many of your friends have grandchildren, right?"
"Yes"
"Mama will come there later if Syifa or Akmal get married. God willing, if God is still old mama."
"Don't say that, Ma." Mama Juna remembered her father who had left them first
"How's your news, son?"
"Alhamdulillah Mommy is healthy."
"That's lucky for him. Mama also kepengen could die in the holy land later."
"Mama don't say that ah. Juna doesn't like it! Mama and mama always Juna pray for a long life." mama Juna
"Aamiin O Allah ...."
"Which "Akmal and Syifa came first? they're all ripe, son. Don't keep pursuing your career."
"Akmal, she wants to, but her sister doesn't want to be overstepped, Ma."
"Yes, marry me then. Mama has a candidate here. The seedlings are good too!"
"Where would you like!"
"You want her ex to be a widower?"
"Damn, amit-amit! not to God. Bring close the soul of the servant of God." Mama Juna knocked on her eel and then knocked on the chair she was sitting on with her fist
"Actually someone has proposed to him through Mas Adzka, but the continuation of Juna does not know. If now Syifa only wants to concentrate on her education first, Ma. Let's finish quickly he said."
"Yes, but Kasian Akmal is too. Hunting down the kid of his man!"
"Oh my God, Mama!! that prayer is!"
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