Travelove
Who is the Hero?

Now that the whole Lyansi family is gathering, they will have dinner together with Juwita and Bilqis who prepare dinner. Because the maid will go home in the afternoon, therefore they should be able to prepare their own dinner, while for the morning and afternoon the maids who are on duty in the morning will do so.

Tate is busy with her jokes and teases Bilqis, while Atlas is still busy with his work. Brayen was very grateful, because he could see his children gathered with him, even though Atlas looked engrossed himself.

After dinner, they immediately gather together in the family room to watch Brayen's favorite tv show. Brayen takes Juwita into his arms while Tate and Bilqis are engrossed in playing dominoes together. Atlas is accompanied by his tablet always play it. But his steps stopped when he saw a video sent by his loyal assistant, assistant Ar.

"Let's see," Atlas is now a complainant figure, if only see Tom and Jerry more fun than the quarrel papi and his sister, then the handsome man is also lazy to be a complainant, so the, like this time.

Brayen rounded his eyes when he saw the video loop with a face without feeling guilty Atlas showed his smile. Then there was no need to question, a pillow floated in the air and hit Tate's head. Obviously Tate and Bilqis who were playing were surprised not to play, especially Tate.

^^^Yes Allah what else am I wrong with this old man. Tate.^^^

Tate was clearly confused, the man in a light blue T-shirt and the trousers didn't know about the video of him and his friend when they finished lunch. No one told him, maybe the woman didn't know it either.

Brayen snatches the tablet from Atlas' hands and directs it to Tate. To Tate's surprise steps, his ignorance was recorded by others, and if from that point of view they did look very friendly. Ah not the point of view, but from any direction they will look like a couple of lovers who are making out.

"You're this, papi says don't date, if it's okay to apply, don't be like this," Brayen began to babble to Tate but his hand remained on the head of the wife who was now laying her head on her confession.

"Cie friendly. poky don't date, when he used to be dating, too," Tate tried to shift their conversation. He knew very well that his papa was easily sidetracked.

"Ih just carelessly do not get to date, remember tomorrow bring him here," said Brayen unmoved.

"He's not Tate's boyfriend, he's not in that position, he wants to hit Tate anyway" explained Tate, the handsome man trying to explain.

"What's? Wanna lie? Look at that hand next to her. If he thinks like that, yes, but you are. You do not be itching with girls people, if you want to apply directly, do not hug so use the event mode all over again, papi gunduli you. You..." Brayen stopped his words when he felt his wife's warm hand rubbing her palm gently. Brayen turned his gaze towards Juwita while smiling gently.

"Ah. so sweet." exclaimed Bilqis when he saw the closeness of his parents. Bilqis immediately wanted the same scene, but no matter who she was with could not reveal it.

"Yes yes, we contracted three, hitchhiking to eat pay-ngenes," Tate soon left the two men who looked more like kasmaran.

Atlas rolled his eyeballs lazily and then left the room. Atlas immediately attracted Bilqis who was still seen living the intimacy of their parents.

Upon arrival in each room Bilqis glanced at his mobile phone which turned out to be three missed calls. Bilqis mobile phone indeed he lived in the room, the plan after dinner he wanted to immediately enter the room, but his brother Tate invited himself to play dominoes.

Bilqis opened the call, wondering who called him three times. Bilqis' eyes squinted when he saw Ahmed's name plastered on the screen, Bilqis immediately called back Ahmed. But it seems that it is no longer lifted, Bilqis decided to go to sleep immediately.

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Amed has since blabbed unclear because the article has been three times Bilqis he called but his phone was not adopted by his future wife. Ahmed, who was holding something from down there, finally decided to run towards the closet, with his lips constantly blabbing at Bilqis, who obviously could not listen to him. He rushed into the room when his red face was finished.

His eyes rounded instantly when he saw the missed call four times, the man knew who was contacting him, his lips swooping upwards forming a smile, even more so his guess was right. "The future wife of Solehah, this is more than the neighbors of the complex named Solehah and Soleh."

Ahmed tried to contact Bilqis again but unfortunately, the girl did not pick him up, until the third call Bilqis picked him up.

"Hm..." Ahmed smiled when he heard Bilqis' heavy voice, it seems that the future wife whom he labeled Solehah had fallen asleep. "Well..loooo..."

"Hello Iqis sleeping?"

The question unfaithfully came out of the man's lips, who claimed to still be in the stage of learning to love, and to open his heart.

"Hm..." Ahmed was still smiling when he heard Deheman Bilqis. "Why brother?"

Ahmed further widened his smile it turns out that Bilqis knows if it is him, it means Bilqis poultice with his voice.

But unfortunately it was only his mind, Bilqis had peeked at the name of the caller, and then raised it. Bilqis also did not want to receive a phone carelessly except for people he knew.

"Engga, tomorrow remember we want a photo, tomorrow again come to the vehicle place. Tomorrow the irony again we can not meet," said Ahmed with a heart of flowers, inexplicably when remembering himself will meet with Bilqis his heart flowered. Unlike when with his ex-girlfriend, Ahmed really has no intention to step into marriage.

"Iqis are you happy if we want to get married?" Ahmed smiled with a smile as he said that.

"Hm. yes, brother," Ahmed immediately Ahmed was happy not to play, he rolled his body on the bed, his behavior was worthy like a hot worm.

"Seriously you're Iqis, honey?" Ahmed tries to re-find Bilqis by calling him dear.

"Darling..." Bilqis was heard saying affection from the end there, making Ahmed more jumpalitan, until accidentally rolled up to reach the lip of the bed, and caused himself to fall.

Bilqis who at the end there is already half conscious, some of the words he said he does not remember anymore, even just repeating Ahmed's words even just say yes. Now surprised when he heard a loud enough impact on his ears, the beautiful girl immediately rounded his eyes, the impact was quite hard on his ears. He looked around, looking for what to do in his room.

"What is that?" Bilqis was confused himself.

"That's nothing," suddenly Ahmed's voice came from behind the phone.

^^^Astaghfirullaasih the phone from earlier? What the hell is that? He was doing it anyway until the storm. Bilqis.^^^

"Sister why? Falling?" Bilqis took the initiative to ask this, even though he was actually lazy to ask. But just a little pleasantry, to be heard listening to all the words of Ahmed.

"That's why Moza was locked in the room, continued to fall down the item," Ahmed reasoned. Moza is a favorite Persian mix angora cat of the Kostak family.

"It is that the brother of the brother fell down" Bilqis said. "Well, Brother Iqis is going to sleep, tomorrow we go to the photo again, right?"

"Yes, I'll see you, have a good dream," Ahmed said immediately rose from his position.

"Hm. good night, you to dear," the phone connection was cut off, making Ahmed soar happy to hear Bilqis' last words. Ahmed hugged a bolster pillow dipped him several times, taking him rolling around the bed.

"Ah.. candidate bini I tuh, gapati want fast fast. Hurry five more days," Ahmed hugged the pillow tightly. "Dear Iqis, the babang came into your dream..."

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Ahmed finished his breakfast and immediately drove his car to Bilqis' house. Ahmed was a little surprised to see a car that was familiar to him. "Wait?" Ahmed squinted his eyes when he saw his lover's Mentan car parked beautifully around the concrete fence of his house, which contained a lush tree, named banyan. But unfortunately in the eyes of Ahmed who is related to Santi is no longer as beautiful as his views were.

"The ugly car bin butut he why nangkring on my fence? Want to ask for a donation?" Ahmed immediately took his phone and contacted someone. "The water of the banyan tree beside the fence, seems to wither a little, continues to be gloomy from inside the fence using a water hose."

Ahmed accidentally did not drive forward his car, he pulled his car over the fence so as not to be seen by Santi. seen Santi out of his car wearing a yellow shirt, his subordinates only one inch from the buttocks, while his shirt is only chest. Ahmed chuckles at her. "It's coming out of the girl's eyes."

Ahmed glanced over the banyan, and made sure that water would soon flow over Santi. "Well..." Santi ran away in his car. He thought it was raining.

Ahmed called his gardener again. "Turn off the tap, don't turn it on before I say turn it on."

Santi looked crazily outwards, then glanced towards the road, which looked very dry, there was no sign of rain falling, even some people looked astonishedly at him. Santi confused himself, finally came out and acted as if he was ordinary. But he just got out of his car and the water seemed to rain back on him. Santi panicked not playing, about to get back into his car, but his vision stopped when he saw around the place it did not seem raining, but in place very heavy.

Santi glanced up, there was nothing he should suspect, even the rain looked like from the thick tree. As soon as Santi's hair stood up, he looked terrified, and immediately got into the car. Santi immediately drove his car to leave the place.

"Hello stop it, it seems like everything's fine."

Ahmed chuckled immediately to run his car back, while playing music that suddenly became his favorite music.

Pujangga.

Love is a delayed wound.

Although it was always beautiful at first.

If not his soul mate.

Get ready to get hurt.

Better to wake up in love.

Than to fall in love.

Falling is sick.

Wake up is spirit.

Better to wake up in love.

Than to fall in love.

Although not easy.

Yet love.

So have a purpose.

Pujangga.

Waking up love is not easy.

Not as fast as a heart in love.

But if his soul mate.

We must be happy.

The song that accompanied his journey to the house of the future wife matchmaking, which of course made him happy. But his car stopped when he saw a car that was no less luxurious than his car into the fence of the house, of course Ahmed knew very well it was not one of the owners of the house. Ahmed tried to think positively, maybe it belonged to Atlas and Tate co-workers. Ahmed immediately entered the fence with his leisure, parked his car next to the luxury car.

Ahmed frowned when he saw the man carrying a doll-shaped flower, and a huge bouquet of chocolates.

^^^That's not for Iqis is it? A timing? They've agreed that I'm Iqis' husband-to-be. Lah but he's not bawain for Aunt Juwita right? It will be fried by Brayen. Is it time for Tate or Atlas? When I had a sister-in-law turn anyway? Ahmeds.^^^

They entered simultaneously making a striking difference, one with a fairly large and troublesome innate, the other one just stuffed his hand into his pocket and walked around leisurely.

"Sister.." there was a voice of Bilqis shouting from within, stretching out his hand. Ahmed prepared to welcome Bilqis' embrace. But just now Ahmed's mind floated imagining hugging Bilqis' body. He had to be disappointed again because it turns out Bilqis embraced the gift of the man. Bilqis looked so happy that Ahmed was upset.

The man looked cynically at Ahmed with defiant eyes, as if he was ready to remove Ahmed from the title of Bilqis' ideal husband. "More built-in tomorrow gue, use a bouquet of money all new tau tau taste."

Juwita walked from behind and was surprised to see the man. "Jeez, my lady..." Juwita walked closer to the man Ahmed now knew named Wira.

Tate and Atlas smiled at the sight of the morning so tense, they liked the tense as long as they were not involved in the tense. "Let's sit Wira, Ahmed and Iqis go straight or have breakfast first?"

"Go right away, breakfast on the road only mi," Ahmed look down on Wira makes Wira happy smile. "Let's go, love to aunt, we're leaving now."

After the departure of Ahmed and Bilqis, Wira, Atlas and Tate laughed, especially if they remembered how Ahmed looked at Wira. "It seems that coming sooner is better, especially seeing the sight of jealous people every morning."

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