Love You, Mr Shin!!

Love You, Mr Shin!!
43. Gift Suitcase


Shin Adnan's room looks empty. I don't see the owner. Where is the handsome man of the house owner's son magnificent, but the water in the house troubled?


Dhiarra was going back to his room and was standing at the door.


Click.click.click..


Was-was pounding Dhiarra's heart. Balcony door locked, failed to pull. Where's Mr Shin, why is the door in the lock?


The girl backwards turned around, rushing towards the main door in front. Same.., locked.


Back back and forth turn from the door. Trying to stay calm, and keep a good prejudice should be done. Even though the heart is still beating. Where is Shin Adnan...


While trying to calm down, Dhiarra walked around around Shin's room. Spacious room painted light blue wall. Very fresh, in addition to the room fragrant and air-conditioned, there is also a bunch of white lily on the sofa table.


Eye to Shin's big bed. Dark blue bed linen and bed cover with matching color looks clearly messy. Maybe Shin hurriedly came down at dawn earlier to chase the congregation.


Or pursuing as a congregational morning prayer priest, good as well, Mr. Shin...


Back to eyes. This time on the decorated wall some frames were stuck there. On top of a mirror is quite large.


Pigura first, look at a photo of four people. Shin, Fara, as well as the two old men. They must have been the grandfathers of Fazani and the datin of Azizah.


The second Pigura, a photo of Shin who is mature, authoritative, charismatic and of course handsome. That was the reflection of Shin now. Shin Adnan's.....Dhiarra smiled in the middle of his mound.


The third Pigura, Shin's photo looks cool and much younger. The typical messy appearance of a youngster in his day. What age is that..?Maybe while I was in college... Ah, unsettling..


The fourth pigment, almost the same as the third frame. Appearance of cluttered cluttered. Cool and innocent. With close up shooting. A photo that smiles and shines charm. Duh, adorable... Dhiarra turned away, not wanting to get carried away by it.


Chequek...


Hearing the main door open, Dhiarra quickly turned around and approached. Found Shin standing looking at him for a moment at the door.


"Have you? You're not taking a shower?" Shin approached Dhiarra.


The girl backed off, clearly anxious.


"Hey, are you afraid of me? Sorry, I locked all the doors. I don't want Azlan going straight into the room. Here, a new toothbrush for you, "Shin stall out a package containing a new toothbrush. Apparently Shin went out to pick up a new toothbrush for Dhiarra.


"Thank you, Mr. Shin. I want to go back to my room,,," Dhiarra grabbed it, nodded at Shin and walked to the door on the balcony. The main door in his room is still locked.


Dhiarra stood at the door waiting for Shin who was walking closer to open it.


"Dhiarra, who's the shirt you're wearing?" Shin bluntly observed. Paju saw the press on Dhiarra's body. Looks like it belonged to Fara who was deliberately placed there. For Fara is a little thinner than Dhiarra.


"I don't know, I met kat almari. I borrowed it because I didn't bring a change of clothes," Dhiarra felt uncomfortable and uncomfortable. Shin continued to observe. The man was not at all disinclined.


"Dhiarra, don't you pray at dawn? In mushola there is mukena. Just do it there," Shin said as he turned the newly paired key child in the hole.


"I'm not praying, Mr. Shin." Just reflexively the girl replied.


"Why? Coming moon?" no hesitation also Shin asked such a personal thing.


Dhiarra did not say. Get out of the door that is no longer locked.


"Excuse me, Mr. Shin. Thank you," Dhiarra rushed down quickly. Down the iron staircase around Shin's balcony to go back up on the circular iron staircase to his room.


Shin was silent on the balcony, constantly looking at Dhiarra's nimble steps up the steps on the balcony next door. And then the girl vanished into her room.


πŸ’


A few minutes later..


Shin was still wearing the sarong and the cocoa shirt earlier. Now he is in the warehouse of all kinds of clothes belonging to his parents. The parents have not yet returned from the country of Kelantan. Maybe I'll be back in the afternoon.


"Will you know if the stock is dwindling?" Shin observed the female workers who were quite familiar with him.


"It's money instead. Just say to mama, there are those who buy a lot of things," Shin said while stalling hundreds of ringgit money many sheets.


"Beres, young master. I'll send the laundry officer. In order to be quickly usable," the officer was responsive and deft. The big package was ready to be carried.


"Thank you. Hurry up, Miss Ramlah!" Shin briefly exclaimed as the clerk walked quickly to meet the laundry employee.


πŸ’


Two hours later...


Tok..tok.tok..mrt..tok...tok..!!


At seven o'clock in the morning, Dhiarra who was sleeping with chickens and had not yet taken a bath was surprised by the knock on the door.


Get up and open the door to her room. A very young girl stood up and smiled respectfully in front of him. Hand over a small suitcase and then leave to retreat in a hurry.


The door was closed and locked. Very curious, quickly opened a mini suitcase. Diharra was astonished, in the suitcase neatly arranged clothes and needs of women.


A stack of interiors for the upper body and the lower body. Four casual clothes, and four polite clothes were traveling. Although it does not open and only peek at a glance, because it is too neatly folded and arranged, it feels so reluctant to damage the order. Dhiarra felt very embarrassed at once haru and amazed. Who gave him, was Shin Adnan? But it can't be anyone else!


Ort.,,drrt.,,,drrt..


Phones Dhiarra silent call mode vibrating. Quickly snatched and opened.


*Has a gift for you been delivered? Take a shower in my room. And quickly go down to breakfast.* Mr. Shin


*Bring the suitcase for a trip to Penang Island later that night, *Sir Shin


πŸ’πŸ’πŸ’πŸ’


πŸ’πŸ’πŸ’πŸ’


πŸ’πŸ’πŸ’πŸ’


There's a slight sighting. If it collides with the author's favorite visual... Don't look... πŸ˜„πŸ˜„πŸ˜„



Pigura second..Shin is currently an adult and aged.



Shin semrawut in his day.. Pigura third..



Semrawut also.cool and innocent.pigura fourth..πŸ˜˜πŸ˜˜πŸ˜„πŸ˜„


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