The Secound Choice's
Seven Nine
Syifa enjoyed the rain huddle that soaked her palms. Rain spots are like acupuncture therapy to restore energy that is wasted a day yesterday.
Now gather energy to return to become queen in the event tasyakuran in the boarding school owned by her husband's family.
Syifa breathes the scent of rain, not necessarily rain in the forest or mountains, but rather ... Although in the middle of the city small trees planted in every corner of the apartment are able to supply several liters of oxygen. A liter?
"Bfft! Tasteless!!!" syifa said, followed by laughter from a man in a white shirt leaning against the balcony door. The man was of course Hafiz, funny to see the strange behavior of his wife who drank rain water
"If you want sweet water raining cassi sugar first, dear." said hafiz laughing
"Mas is awake? Here yuk, we're playing rain!" Syifa was stunned and then invited and pulled Hafiz's hand
"Yes, but put this on first" Hafiz put the shirt cloth on his wife's head, confirming his position in the right position. Syifa is always ignored with a head covering that is now mandatory for her to wear
"Nobody's here, Mom. What floor are we on ... People from across the street will not clearly see us, Ck"
"Because yes, dear."
"Thank you for trying not to add much sin. Ana uhibopen File, Ukhti Syifa!" said Hafiz while hugging his wife lovingly and peeling the tubers that are now covered in cloth
Both were busy holding water in their hands. Splashing each other, running around chasing each other. They really enjoyed these moments.
"Mas!"
"Hm"
"Later ... Syifa wears what clothes? Does the show also use a guarantee?" Syifa looked up, looking at Hafiz's face that was hugging her from behind
"You wear pretty clothes. Not wearing any pretty clothes either."
"Ih, Ih ... Bawdy!"
"Haha ... He had prepared his clothes. Just chill. It does not seem to use any guarantees, just a small bagyakuran. Abi's acquaintances were also invited to the reception last night."
"Oi ... Yes it is yok. We're prepping. Abi and Eyang will wait a long time." Syifa wanted to take off that hug
"Just a minute!" hafiz replied, reluctantly taking off her embrace
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A man in a brown uniform with a blue beret ran after someone. Its running range was so easy to surpass the target in front of it.
The blue-eyed girl with the orange-colored hijab was unwilling to stop her steps.
"I'm not kidding at all!" replied the man earlier, the girl before him only gave a wry smile for a moment
"There are still many other women who are more worthy of you."
"Worthy or not I judge him! And I want you!"
"Hahah!" the girl breathed
"Seriously, this is my last day. Our job is done."
"Oh ... Goodbye then."
"Ck ... Please! I really want to marry you. I'm serious!"
"You sure?"
"Yes ... God willing."
"Even though our age ...."
"I don't care about that. Age does not prove a person's maturity!" the remark made the white-clothed girl stunned. His eyes glazed over at the uniformed man with the coat of arms on his right arm.
The man knelt down, took off the backpack he was carrying, looking for something inside.
"I don't have a ring! I got this! Will you marry me and this will be her dowry?" he said with teary eyes too
Perhaps no one would have ever imagined going to be proposed or applying under the circumstances as they were.
"Yes ... I wanna. Guide me to read this fluently and practice it ..." replied the girl in tears after taking the little black Koran that Akmal gave her.
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