The Secound Choice's
Thirty Five

"Is everything okay, Syifa? I have contacts in the KBRI, if necessary I will call him now." via a short message the words seemed attentive was read by Syifa who was still not closed even though the time was at the end of the night

Syifa leaned her back against the pillow resting on the wall of the mattress. The girl composes word by word which she sometimes deletes back

"Syifa taste is unnecessary, Mas. This is not a big problem, it feels embarrassed to ask for help from all the KBRIs" Syifa wrote by pinning a smile emoticon

The owner of the online status number did not require a long time to reply back messages from Syifa

"Did Adzka's doctor know about this? What do you think?"

"You don't know, Mom. And you don't have to know either. They will be thinking. Moreover, Mama, Mama's health condition is not good now. Fear later Papa, Mama immediately followed. Mau here is also not as close as Medan-Jakarta right, Mas. Poor thing! Please help Syifa with prayer only. God willing, may Adam not be as terrible as people fear" Syifa wrote

"Aamiin, hopefully. But, still have to be on guard. You're not in your country."

"Yes, Mas. Thank you." Syifa reply with emoticons again

There was no reply from Hafidzh, Syifa saw the writing under the name of the man was no longer online. Syifa looked at the clock on the bedside nightstand,

"Oh, it's dawn!" said the girl, the blanket that had just closed the knee down he pulled until leaving the head only

Syifa finally managed to close her eyes, falling asleep in a matter of seconds. Regardless of his mind that guessed what was true the man who had just exchanged messages with him, had proposed to him.

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Since getting a call from Ehren this afternoon, whether humanity alone or actually a sense that has not disappeared, Hafidzh became unsettled. Instantly insomnia attacks him,

The man also ventured to interfere in the affairs of someone who actually had begun to try to forget him.

Effort is necessary, prayer is still not a bit slack. But, if the soul mate does not want how.

Humanitarian ties between fellow students. Maybe it can be used as an excuse Hafidzh if the message he sent through the green application is not avenged or responded to for long.

Apparently, everything was beyond belief. Syifa responded well to Hafidzh's questions.

As time went on, Hafidzh put down his cell phone and upgraded his wudhunya water to perform dawn prayers.

Hafidzh descended from his room, climbing the vynil-lined staircase.

His anxiety was slightly reduced due to both the response from Syifa and also the existence of the girl whom Hafidzh considered safe because under Ehren's supervision.

"Have you prayed, mbok?" hafidzh greeting, the half-aged woman looks like she is lying in the kitchen

"No, Den. La wong the Adhan's handyman is still here." said the woman, Hafidzh just smiled and walked towards the exit of her house.

The smell of dawn burst out at the nose, filled with calmness. Encourage the morning and start a new day better than the day before.

The bright red old motorbike he took out of the garage and then drove it towards the mosque tower that looked towering at the end of the housing complex.

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The sun began to rise, the noise from the direction of the kitchen made someone who was still asleep in the room finally wake up.

The blanket that enveloped his body he revealed. The usual bedmate next to him was no longer there. The man could guess what someone had done.

Her steps stopped at the dining table with four chairs surrounding her.

"Wake up, Mom? Good morning" said Yoli, the black apron she was wearing transformed her into a chef-chef on tv

"Hm ... morning." replied Fauzi with a distinctive sound of waking up

Fauzi hid his face on the folds of both his hands.

"If you are still sleepy just sleep again, Mas." said Yoli

"Hm" Fauzi replied briefly

"Want to take a shower or have breakfast?"

"Just have some breakfast."

"Ow .. Wash your face first, Mas."

"Mas want to eat!"

"Just kid! Sleeping does not affect! you tuu!"

"Haha ... You don't know if you want to or not, you're sleeping! Yes it is ... Want some tea or coffee?"

"What hope?"

"Fried rice!"

"Oh .. Just tea. What's your breakfast?"

"Yes the same! Fried rice too."

"The doctor said you can't eat fried rice first."

"What's wrong with fried rice, Mas. He is innocent." said Yoli staring sadly at the two plates of fried rice that he had prepared at the table

"Yes .. I don't understand. You have to take care of yourself so that you don't get sick anymore. I will follow what the doctor says. If the doctor says it can not be .. it can not be for your health, yes Mas follow." explained Fauzi

"Well, you don't know what the reason is?" looking at Yoli, Fauzi raised both eyebrows

"Absolute blind!" Yoli swept her lips, took another empty plate and scooped up the white rice that was in the rice cooker.

"Wearing eggs is okay, is it? crackers?!" Yoli lifted one by one the side dishes she cooked for the breakfast.

"My wife is smart!" fauzi's simple words managed to make Yoli's cheeks meet red

Both of them filled their stomachs, sometimes seeming to tell stories, serious even to laugh.

Yoli's sadness began to gradually disappear over time and certainly as they got closer.

"Today, Yoli wants to go to the school where Yoli used to teach, Mas. Like teachers and children." said Yoli while washing dirty dishes

"The school is far from here?"

"No, my mom. Just a half-hour on the bike!"

"But come!"

"Can! Later the children will be able to ask questions with the army directly, face to face! There used to be a lot of people who wanted to be soldiers."

"Bath first if so. Here's the rest of the food moved to kelemari, Dek?"

"Yes, Mas. Just take a shower there. This is my job ..." forbid Yoli, the girl took two plates in her husband's right and left hand. Their eyes met, Yoli immediately threw her gaze down while Fauzi instead, The man further sharpened his gaze.

"Park there, Mas!" Yoli pulled the plate that Fauzi was still holding

"You're beautiful if you're so timid." said Fauzi in Yoli's ear while making his wife cold.

"Mandi, Mum! later Yoli stayin loh" said Yoli a little threatening that actually just to cover his heart beat that is not karuan

"Oooh, don't try to get out of the house without my permission." Fauzi was serious, but Yoli turned her back, the girl continued to finish her work

Feeling neglected instead of bathing, Fauzi approached the wife instead. Yoli's slim body makes it easy to carry.

Fauzi held the young green hijab-wearing girl, rebelling but free.

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