
"That's the girl I was, isn't A'a Bro?" ask Ubaydillah to Afnan. When Afnan was just driving his car was about to get out of the restaurant and into the highway.
"Where's Dek sob? that's really?" Afnan asked Ubaydillah.
"Yes, it looks like!" ubaydillah said, pointing across the street. "Wiiw Gahar Broo!! beautiful girl, but look at the innate," said enthusiasm Ubaydillah back. He felt amazed.
"Hushy!! remember the eye of Anta Sob," Afnan told Ubaydillah.
Actually, Afnan was watching and seeing the motorcyclist from the same time. He was observing whether or not it was a woman who some time ago landed in his arms and came into contact with his body.
Hasna did not realize that two pairs of eyes were watching and talking about her from the opposite direction.
Afnan was still staring at Hasna. For some reason, which usually Afnan is able to hold his lust from his orgasm, both from the eyes or heart, but this time he slightly failed to keep the Faith.
Afnan felt there was something interesting about the woman, so he was unable to turn his eyes away from the woman.
Moreover, he still felt the warm and fragrant body of the woman, who was still attached to his body, in his arms, although only briefly, but the moment was able to destroy the defense of his faith.
"Astagfirullah, Astaghfirullahal'azim, Allah forgive the servant!" afnan said while rubbing his face slightly rough after realizing that he was admiring a woman who is not his mahram. He did not even know the woman at all.
"Ahahah A'a bro, so get married! so that AMANAH's eyes do not wander in the street," Ubaydillah teased Afnan, he knew his brother, Boss, and his best friend, was feeling frustrated and guilty because he had seen what was not his right.
"Hehe, ah could have been Anta Dek sob," replied Afnan slightly blushed.
"Lagian Anta bro, many women want to be the same Anta. Anta is handsome, well established, in terms of age is enough! instead of getting married quickly, want to find out what else is A'a Bro?" ledek Ubaydillah on Afnan.
"Mmn ... if there is any, want to find a woman who is full of challenges! hihi," joked Af6nan back to Ubaydillah
"Oh, it fits the rich criteria so with the girl who was just A'a bro. It looks like a girl full of challenges in her life," Ubaydillah said back to Afnan.
"Yes-in only! Ahahahah" they dissolved in chatter along the way.
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Hasna had just reached her garage when she saw Mbak Nurin running outside. "Where is Koq going to run around like that?" ask Hasna to Mba Nurin.
"Anu Non, look at the orphanage across the street. It's being forced to disassemble" Nurin replied.
"Well, why Mommy? koq can be forcibly dismantled?" asked Hasna back, who did not understand.
"That's Non, so the parlor's been standing for twenty years! and the beginning of that land, the land of waqf. However, lately someone sued her Non. The plaintiff won the case in court. So is Non," an explanation from Nurin, who finally Hasna understood.
"Well, pity them Ma'am! then where will they live, Ma'am?" hasna said again to Nurin.
"Yes, no pity! do not know also Non, yes already Mbak to there first yes!" pamit Nurin on Hasna.
"Yes, be careful" Hasna said. After saying goodbye to Hasna, Mbak Nurin went to see the demolition of the home that was done by force by the land plaintiff who is now the winner in the court.
After Nurin left. Hasna went into the house and went to her room. He rushed to take a bath, because he felt uncomfortable with the heat on his body, which after being exposed from outside and exposed to wind and dust.
When he took a bath, Hasna did not forget the Ashar Salat. It was time for Ashar. After Salat he took his school bag, there were some schoolwork he had not done.
However, he suddenly recalled the man who had hit him earlier. He still remembers very well, the shape and good looks of his face, the smell of his body, and the strength of his body.
"Hihihi, the concrete chest, who is he? his face was like shining, his body was fragrant. Already have a wife yet ya kalu." muttered Hasna in his heart.
"Iiikhh, what more thoughts! hihi, koq even thinks of strangers like this." said Hasna, speaking alone.
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