Wild Roses For Luqman
8. Reveal oneself

The rose quickens the chewing, then turns the body.

"Gold Luqman. I just want to ngadem, it was in the sultry room once because." The rose gave a faint smile.

"Isn't there a fan in your room?"

"Em, it may be broken. I try not to."

"Bring here, let me fix it. So you can sleep comfortably."

'Okay, mampus. How is this, the fan is not damaged anyway. I'm just still angry.'

"Roses. Why are you keeping quiet?"

"Eh, i-iya mas. Just a minute." The rose grimaced, and immediately passed to his room.

"Well, how am I supposed to do this?" murmuring the Roses while walking back and forth.

"Aah!" exclaiming the girl while flicking her finger, and curling a smile on her sultry lips.

He did something to the fan, before finally bringing it before Luqman.

"Mas, this."

The rose put the fan on the dining table. Then he sat facing the fan. Not long after, Luqman also sat facing the fan. Then watch carefully.

The rose kept watching the man in front of her.

'He is like the moon in the darkness of the night. So handsome and charming.

Fortunately, I was able to work in his place. At least get a salary and see his good looks every day.

He is very different from men in general. But why not get married? I saw nothing lacking in him.

No one wants to be with him anyway? Or maybe she...'

"Ah, no way." The rose shook its head.

"What is impossible?" luqman asked as he looked at the girl before him.

"Huh? It's okay, mas." said Roses after waking up from his genitals.

"This is a broken cable, like a rat bite. Tomorrow let me buy you a new one."

"Huh, tomorrow? Can't do it now, sir?"

"I'll try to connect first."

Luqman got up from his seat then picked up some necessary equipment. After which, he returned to his seat and started repairing the fan. The rose again focused on watching him.

"Why do you keep staring at me like that?" Luqman felt strange, as the Roses continued to pay attention to him.

"I was just curious, Mom. How many years did you work as a driver? Can you make a house this good? It also contained all luxury items. I also want to be taught to be like Luqman."

Luqman was silent for a moment. How he should explain his work.

Papa and his mother were not rich. So that both of them fought hard to be able to build a business empire.

Establishment of a Muslim clothing company. The business was growing rapidly, and in a short time raked in profits that doubled.

Both of them not only spent their time to build the business. But they also broadcast their understanding.

Because of his father's character is very flexible and does not leave his important points, in a short time he is increasingly known by the wider community.

While out of town in order to meet the invitation to be a speaker in a study, his father also often invited Luqman and his mother to participate.

But unfortunately, when his father left the city alone, he had to experience an accident. Which resulted in her dying.

Luqman who was a child at that time was really sad and felt devastated, because he lost the figure of his father who was so kind.

But her mother kept strengthening her. Although in fact he himself was also sad and devastated.

Mom kept giving him support and encouragement. Even my mother told him, too,

If you love papa, example papa. By being a preacher.

Luqman remembered the advice well. And fought hard to be like his father.

God always gives way to those who try.

It didn't take long, his career in the world of dawah was so fast. So that he was often invited here and there to fill the tausiyah. Even every tausyiah is often covered by private or national television.

If anyone calls it rich, and can build a magnificent house, the result of the envelope received while filling the tausiyah. Then the answer is a big mistake. Because he didn't put a tariff on it at all. And just free it.

"Mas, why is he silent? Is it that hard to be a driver?"

Luqman put on a smile, then let out a deep sigh and began to tell her about her work on the Muslim clothing company.

It is not about him being a preacher. Because he does not want to be counted as a worship expert.

"UPS!" Roses immediately closed his mouth, because the person who was thought to be the driver the other day was the leader of a Muslim clothing company.

"I'm sorry, mas. I was wrong about that yesterday."

"It's okay. I also have not lost anything even if you have wrongly guessed."

"Yes too." The rose grimaced and showed a row of clean white teeth, like a Pepsodent ad.