Wild Roses For Luqman
30. Enchanted with each other

"Luqman, why are you daydreaming?" asked Mama Firda, who saw Luqman sitting pensively by the fish pond.

"Mama." the man turned to his mother, who had just placed a serabi cake on the table. Then the graceful woman sat down on the chair by the table.

"Tumben once, you daydream. Tuh, until you mostly feed the fish."

Luqman followed the direction of his mother's index finger, and was quite surprised when he saw many fish food floating on the water.

"Thinking about what? Why did you ask, not answered immediately?"

"That, ma. Linda is very sick. It may take a long time to heal. So that you can no longer have a shooting session. Luqman told him to focus on his treatment first." The man began to tell what he was thinking all night.

After finishing telling everything, Luqman and mama Firda let out a long sigh.

"It's okay, Luqman. If one day a problem arises, you can give an explanation of it all.

Will not all men be tested in their own way? Especially people who are struggling to change fate, there are indeed many temptations. Our job is to strengthen it.

The rose is actually a good girl. If we'd directed him a lot, he'd be a lot better."

"So, you don't mind?" mama Firda shook her head while smiling.

"Thank you, ma."

"Yes, this is in the first meal."

"Good, ma." Luqman pulled the plate and placed it in front of him, and took a serabi cake, and put it in his mouth.

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"Tante, tumben this early in the morning is very neat. Where you going?"

The rose frowned seeing that Mama Firda was well dressed. She wears a black dress and a matching colored hijab.

"Tante, go to school."

A few pensive roses. He wanted to come, but his job was not finished.

"You wanna come?" bargain mama Firda, when seeing the pensive rose.

"It's okay. You can do it later."

"Really, Tan?"

Mama Firda nodded her head with a smile, which made the face of the Rose sparkle.

"Then wait a minute, Tan."

The rose immediately ran to her room to get ready. Mama Firda sat at the kitchen table.

"Mama, why are you still sitting there?"

"Wait a minute, the rose will come."

Soon, the rose came out of the room. Again his appearance was so stunning, making Luqman again flabbergasted.

"How's it look, Rose? Does she look like a Muslim woman?"

The black glamorous girl with the mocca-colored hijab carved a smile while twisting her body.

Mama also smiled seeing her different appearance. Very beautiful and Muslim looking.

"Yes, you are beautiful roses. If you keep dressing like that, Auntie's gonna like it."

"Yes, Aunt. But Roses are a bit complicated if you have to wear clothes like this every day. It's too bad if her clothes get dirty with oil stains or something." said the girl innocently.

"Mas, why do you still see Roses like that?" rose's gaze turned on the unblinking Luqman staring at him.

"Eh, who saw you? Ge-er. I just saw the clothes you were wearing, it was really good."

"Here, let's go. I'm afraid it'll be late."

Mama Firda got up from her seat and walked ahead of her son and housekeeper. Luqman immediately walked up to him. Then in the Rose.

In the girl's heart, she praised Luqman's dazzling appearance. He looks dashing in white kemko and sirwal pants.

Her delicate side further adds to her charm. The smell of perfume that pierces the sense of smell. Everything that was in the man, so that he made him captivated and anxious.