The Secound Choice's
Eight One

Time continued to go without stopping, a second never paused let alone backward.

This is a new life lived by a pair of adult couples, carving out their future. Every morning they are busy but help each other to prepare breakfast until dinner for them to eat after coming home from college and work later.

Hafiz returned to work, serving his alma mater of course the intervention of the help of the professor who they were recommending, Hafiz no longer take care of the study permit to leave the hospital where he worked as usual plan, but instead ... Resigning.

"What's no love, Mom?" ask Syifa at that time

But with a smile, Hafiz replied filled with confidence.

"As long as our intentions are good, sincere. God will take care of all his affairs.

Yes ... After a long discussion, Syifa finally wanted to continue her education to become an obstetrician. Later after everything is finished they will both return and devote themselves in their homeland, Medan.

Not without a good reason. The decision was finally agreed because of both of them want to be close to their parents who must have been getting older. Hafiz also inevitably became the sole heir to the foundation set up by his elder brother Eyang.

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"Let's pick it up."

"Yes, don't forget to wear this jacket." Syifa pinned a dark brown warm shirt.

"This bag!" Syifa also gave her a matching colored bag.

"This isn't Mas' briefcase." Hafiz turned the bag he had already held

"That's what Syifa bought yesterday."

"Oi ... Her stuff?" ask Hafiz anyway, opening and checking the contents in the bag

"It's all, honey" Syifa explained

"Later the road is a bit slow motion that is, let the rich in drakor-drakor!"

"Huh what! Oo so all this let Mas look like who is song ..song! Cc ... What's good?!"

"What's wrong, Song jongki?"

"Yes, That!"

"It's not that Syifa doesn't like it."

"O, that's good!"

"God ... What is it, I'm leaving. Don't forget to lock the door." Hafiz kissed Syifa on the forehead and left their house. The house they once lived in together in silence.

"I'm even more handsome than that love strike in the City player! Eh ..." he said, Hafiz accidentally memorized the title of a Korean drama that was in the interest of his wife.

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Syifa's slender body staggered, almost falling. The figure of a man running from behind hit him on purpose. Give a hug to the girl.

Slowmission action between Hafiz and Syifa from the end of the hallway, interrupted.

Syifa could only remain motionless let alone reply to him. On the other hand the man in the brown jacket was already clenching his hands.

"I don't believe this! You're back, Fa!" said the man who now holds the cheeks of Syifa. Of course that man is Adam.

Adam was overjoyed, his face really reflected all that.

Syifa eroded the distance, Hafiz who was a bit far away was approaching.

"Sorry, Adam. I've been veiled, please take care of your attitude." said Syifa

"Sorry! Pardon me! I'm too happy to see you. Do you know, Fa. This year I missed you so much. I have so much to tell you."

"Oh ... Yeah, starting with your mom. What's mommy?" syifa asked, giving a glance to her husband to stay calm there.

Hafiz also knew about the personality problems that Adam experienced the other day.

"My mother is sick. That's why I'm here."

"Innalillahi, What pain Dam? What room?"

"We will both go there. My mother would also love to see you again." Adam was still enthusiastic, his longing completely emanated from his teary eyeballs.

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