You Will Marry Me!
I missed you, Dad!

Ye jun and Abi were still engrossed in chatting in the tv room. Although the television was on, none of them saw it. The two men were seriously discussing something.

As one of the administrators of the institution where the converts were, Abi was so accustomed and very happy to answer questions after questions asked by Ye Jun.

Their conversation paused as Ye Jun's phone rang. The man picked up the phone first so that the person across there would not wait long, after Ye Jun's connected call came to the room, it's not good to talk to other people while Abi is there

"Abi ... I went into the room first" he said, Abi who actually began to sleepy turn off the television, lights and check the door and enter the guest room.

Inside the room, Ye Jun was chatting with the man he always thought of every day.

"You're not coming home with Earth"

"Yes, I miss you so much Dad" Ye Jun replied

"When are you coming home?"

"When I'm in Korea, I'll see you soon, Dad"

"alright. Take care of your health"

"Dad too" Ye Jun replied the phone was over

Ye Jun laid down his body, staring around the toska-colored room.

The table with several books neatly arranged there, Ye Jun who was still not sleepy got up and approached the table, taking a small photo album tucked between the books.

It turned out that it contained a photo of Razi with Ara, several months in collaboration with Ara even though Ye Jun had never seen Ara laugh after and was as beautiful as the one in the photo album.

Ye Jun touched the picture with his fingers, his lips quivering tears fell one by one.

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"Is your relationship with Ye Jun more than just a co-worker, son?" said Ummi while stroking Ara's head those who had been lying on the bed were still chatting

"This is the question that Ara was most afraid of, Ummi. Aya already promised Ye Jun, later when the concert was over Ara would take her around. Ara doesn't know Jakarta, Ummi. Ara only knows the way from the hospital to the hospital. So ... Ara was forced to bring Ye Jun along to meet Abi and Ummi. Sorry ...."

"Why should I apologize, son. Ummi is no problem. Even Ummi was happy that there were men guarding Ara"

"Ara can take care of herself, Ummi."

"Yes ... Ummi knows, Ara is a great Ummi boy! But Ara, don't stop here, honey. You are young, you are still productive. Everything then taught me a lesson. Take all the good leave the bad. Continue your life. Marry again, son. Razi also would not want if the person he loved stopped here" Ummi confirmed his position, completely tilted to face Ara

"Nhc ... Ara just wants to be with my brother in heaven"

"Hm ... For this, Ummi could say nothing more. But ... If the taste is present again to anyone other than Razi, don't dismiss it, son. That feeling is God. Whether or not to meet in the heaven of Allah is His prerogative. What is clear is that in His heaven there will be nothing unjust, only happiness in it"

"Sleep, Son. You're going around tomorrow, right?" tanya Ummi who is now lying staring at the ceiling of the room

"Yes, Ummi." replied Ara who had started to get sleepy

"Ara ..." call Ummi again

"Yes, Mi ...."

"Later if you are a match, Ummi hope not to let Ara say Ye Jun marry Me yes, son" said Ummi

"Belgium ... Ummi" Ara hugged the slim body, Ummi's sleepiness felt lost. He amused himself with the thoughts he had just uttered

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The time was past midnight, the room lights Ye Jun occupied were still on. The man was still not asleep, his eyes were still staring at his phone screen, waiting for the short message he sent to reply.

It seems like there has been a long conversation there looking at the length of the conversation in the green application.

Finally Ye Jun smiled with relief at the word 'Yes' he said over and over again.

Ye Jun typed out a word of thanks with his language and sent it to someone there with a beautiful baby profile photo.

Finally Ye Jun threw out his body after turning off the room lights. A few seconds later the sound of breathing was already in order a sign Ye jun had already departed to dreamland.

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Happy reading, please leave your comments and give an assessment of this writing, Sorry if any of the readers are Army, who do not like that Si "Mas" I made curious about my beliefs. But hopefully yes ...😊🙏