The Secound Choice's
04
If time could be turned, I would never step with you. Because if I lived in the past, I wouldn't have the heart to make a good woman hurt.
__Syifa_
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I'm fine here. I also pray that you and your wife are well and happy. If you really care about me, still have the same affection as before, please forget me! For our love!!
If time could be turned, I would never step with you. Because if I lived in the past, I wouldn't have the heart to make a good woman hurt.
Open your heart, Zi! Try that! I'm sure ... You'll completely forget me! This time it was the happiest thing for me.
Syifa sent a reply to the sender of the email. The girl then turned off her laptop and walked away picking up a smart object as big as a hand.
"Assalamu'alaikum ... Pa!" Syifa leaned her body on the back of the bed. Some time the conversation between father and son took place
There is no other place to exchange opinions than with parents.
_Syifa_
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The man with a thin feather under his chin walked quickly into the hospital.
"Come on!" he said after a person in blue stood before him
"okay!" the woman followed him
"Why be like I'm late! basic!" the girl in the heart
"Anastasha, beeil dich!"
"Oh yes, ja, tut mir leid"
For almost an hour they were in the room, and Anastasha and Hafidzh came out with a bright face.
"Are you happy?" ask Anastasha in German
"of course! Thank goodness!"
"Are you going home when you're done?"
"I think so. I want to serve in my country. I want to be close to my brother."
"Hm .. If I, it looks like I'll keep working here." Anastasha is teary
"Whatever it is, may you get the best of your life. Don't feel alone! I even felt in my mother's house when I was a kid. The world is broken! but life still continues ... God will not give outside trials to the contraband of his servant."
"Maybe I'm not as strong as you!"
"Don't say that! the proof is that you're alive and can finish your education faster than anyone else just like me.
"I have to go now! I still have patients!" the man was pampered
"Oh, okay. Happy doctor's work!" said the girl smiling, the man named Hafidzh replied with a fleeting smile and lowered his gaze again.
Hafidzh took his cell phone out of his pants pocket. Moments later the man was heard speaking in Arabic.
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The long black hooded woman looked busy preparing breakfast. In a house that was not too big it did not appear to be anyone. It seems like he's the only one in the house.
The sound of knocking on the door made him run towards the origin of the sound.
"Just a second!" she said while running, until at the door the woman tidied her headscarf first
"Assalamu'alaikum!" said a man in front of him
"Wa'alaikum hail! I'm home!" she kissed her husband's hand
"If I haven't come home yet, I might be here!" the man replied slowly, while opening his black shoes and putting them on the shoe rack. His wife just smiled at him
"Yoli made breakfast! We eat together, Mom!"
"You eat first! I'm sleepy!"
"Hm ...."
"I got you the towel first ...." The girl was about to leave
"I can take it myself!" Fauzi stepped in leaving his wife sculpting.
The smell of the cooking smelled the sense of smell of the man who had just finished the picket. As if synergizing with each other his empty stomach also made a sound
"No, Mas laper!" Yoli, who was behind her husband, heard the agitated stomach.
"Yoli wait in the kitchen, Mas." said Yoli passed while holding a smile.
"Open your heart just once! you'll soon forget me!" Fauzi remembered those words. The man clucked and went into his room to clean himself up.
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"Non't you, Mum?"
"Lumayan!"
"Want to add more?"
"No! this is enough!"
The atmosphere in the kitchen was silent again, Yoli did not stop paying attention to her husband. They had been married for almost six months, but she and her husband were still strangers.
"Mas!"
"Hm"
"Today there's an extra activity at school, maybe I'll be home late. There's still an hour left before I go to work. Do I want to cook lunch first?"
"No need! let me cook it myself!"
"Can you cook?" Yoli seemed very enthusiastic to hear that
"I am a soldier! cooking is not as difficult as defending territory!"
"Hm .. okay! maintaining a household can't you?!" yoli's words made Fauzi look at her with a horrible look
"What do you mean?"
"Tti .. no! Just kidding!" the girl looked a little scared but her smile came back, the girl stood up and picked up the dirty dishes and glasses
"I'm sorry I couldn't give you a decent life. Just this! a small house and a small salary!" those words just came out of Fauzi's lips
"Alhamdulillah, if the rain does not rain to the heat does not to the heat. The mattress is also soft! Doesn't matter. If the shopping money while we both can still eat is still safe! God cannot allow his servant to starve! If the fridge is empty, be patient! wait for a chance to fill it back up. If it is still not filled, it is fasting! count on adding charity!"
"Well!! you're just mastering the theory!"
"really? I've even been practicing it the last four months! yes ... understand, the salary of a teacher like me is the most. That's enough for our daily meal!"
"What?! Achaghfirullah ...." Fauzi remembered something, he did give the shopping money to his wife the first two months of the wedding after it was never at all, because the man was always busy with his work
"Why didn't you ask for your rights?"
"Maybe I don't think I have that right! I can only wait, Mommy." Yoli dried her hands with a rag hanging over the sink. Then walking to her room left her husband staring at her everywhere.
"So insignificant to me, Yol. To the extent that I've neglected to give you monthly money!" Fauzi tapped his finger at the glass he was holding.
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