Meet You Again
Briefly say hello

A warm embrace is a farewell to Wita and her friends. Of course the close embrace between Fatur and Miya invited a bitter taste in their respective hearts. Given that his position will soon be filled by another man, Fatur seemed reluctant to part with Miya.

"Wit, take good care of Miya. Your love for Ustadz will not defeat your love for Miya, right?."

"I just don't know if this is love or just amazed by him, Tour" said Wita.

"Relieve me a Wit. God will always give the best for all of us." Mey hugged her best friend.

"I think I saw the scene in the drakor that again Viral yes" said Lian.

"What terrorist??" mey's lyrics are sharp

"Hehehhe, don't become deng!!" Lian retreat alon-alon. If followed can be berabe nih.

"This is the mouth of the school first!!" Kaila directly taught Lian a lesson. His little pinch landed many times in Lian's stomach.

"Heheheh, please. Lian's mouth does not lemes" said Wita relaxed.

Fatur glanced at the annoyed Lian"Basic sissy mouth. Some guys watch it drakor."

"You know, lately it's been the deman drakor him" said Kaila.

"Don't be so happy to watch drakor, your dream is to use a translet under it yes Lian" ledek Mey.

"Can!! fellow drakor enthusiasts understand this." Lian's smile was thrown straight at Kaila.

"like watching that sexy baby??!" with a trace of Kaila's waist waiting for an answer from Lian.

"Hehe, yang kaga. Watching you is enough" the pot shrunk.

Sahutan Lian invited their laughter. I know now that Lian is a member of ISTI.

"Where is Va, intending to stay here??" ask Wita.

"Interested anyway, but the mother here the gibah is very incantating yes. Afraid to be my artist Wita."

Wita laughed with Jova's reply. Mothers in the village are indeed champions in the field of gibbah. Also a champion in the field of Sholawatan equal study. Charity is the same as mixed sins.

"Ntar deh, if Fatur's contract is done" Vino even nyeletyuk like that. Hahah, they're laughing again.

Mey approached Miya and hugged her "Mother go home first yes" Mey said goodbye to Miya.

"hu-um, I'll call miya ya dun."

Mey has asked Miya. Kiss her cheeks and hold her tight. That feeling of affection had germinated in Mey's heart. Miya's innocence and cuteness make Mey fall for him.

"When to stop by where I am Wit" he said again. He still hugged the little girl.

"Ready sis!!" sahut Wita's.

After I let go of his embrace with Miya, they moved away from the Wita residence. Mey and Kaila's hand slowly disappeared in the distance.

Wita happy. Eventually their relationship improved as it was. She invites Miya into the house.

"Bi, please help Miya play first. Cook it later in the afternoon" he told his waiter.

"I want to go to the market first Bi, buy groceries" he added.

"I'm looking at you" said Bi Minah as the main chef in Wita's kitchen.

"Yes. Bi Isal playing with Miya ya."

"Ready Ma'am" said Bi Isal.

They go to the market on foot. Mini market is close. Arriving at the Wita grocery Market was too much turned out. He bought rice and other staple foods.

"Where's the bu?" ask Bi Minah.

"I call the house. Ask Mr. Solihin to come here" he said, pressing the house number on his cellphone. When he turned to face outside the Market how shocked this woman was.

The figure who almost never greeted him, and suddenly menghitahnya, now standing right in front of him.

Ustadz Wahab has just returned to teaching. Because he was still wearing his business suit and carrying a laptop bag in his left hand.

Like people who do not know each other Wita stepped back from before Wahab. He's clumsy.

"Mom, Mom!" mr. Solihin's voice is on the other end of the phone.

"Ah, yes Sir. Sorry, please come to the market here. I have a lot of shopping, sir."

"Yes ma'am ready to slide" said the gardener.

"Assalamualaikum" said Wita finally.

"Waalaikumsalam" said Wahab slowly.

"I'll help you" he said again.

"Yes??" We lose concentration.

"blBring up the groceries" Wahab said again.

"The weight is only Ustadz rice. I have also called Mr. Solihin" he replied with a lowered gaze.

"Hemm, tomorrow Abah same Ummi will accompany me to your residence in the city." Wahab's words caused Wita to shake his sight.

Now it was plainly her beautiful face before Wahab.

"Astaghfirullah" whispered Wahab's heart.

"I've given it all up the same Papah. The decision is in Papah's hands" Wita explained to Wahab..After giving everything to the Papah, Wita did not know the latest news about his match.

"You're totally resigned to both of your parents. Not afraid of choosing the wrong one??" Wahab tests the confidence of the Wita heart.

"I have what Ustadz?. Besides being devoted to both parents, what else can I give?" sahutan Wita made Wahab swallow saliva.

"Hmm, would you like to talk for a minute?."

"Well, by the way, Ustadz?."

"You-you--. Akh, stop. I leave it to the almighty" said Wahab again.

"Ustadz didn't say it" Wita's little laugh was like an opium in Wahab's heart. But he does not want to be too late in this feeling of his nature that is not halal.

"So you really don't need my help?" Wahab also smiled a little.

"That Mr. Solihin is already there."

"Yes already. I look for the needs first into" he said again, which was directly carried by Juwita.

The arrival of Solihin became the separator of their conversation. Wita walked out without turning to look at Wahab who was still preventing his departure.

"He really took care of himself and his views" Wahab murmured softly.

"Ehem!!!" the cashier kepo cleared his throat to Wahab.

"If the cough takes medicine Munah" Wahab said.

"Is there a new rumor??" timpal the cashier while counting the customer's groceries .

"The gossip scorches charity and reward."

"But if a widow who is not a mahrom would sin Mr. Ustadz!" reply the Munah.

"I look at my future wife."

WHAAAT!!!

Neither Munah nor the customer was immediately flabbergasted to hear Wahab's words.

"Ciaaaa, Munah viral-in yah!!" the phone is ready to come out of his pocket.

"Don't fuck around!. I told you so you don't misunderstand me. You are also my brother, and there is no harm in sharing the good news."

"Keep me Mr Ustadz??" ask netizen 2.

"That's a burden I have to bear. If you can not hold back and immediately make this a material for the gibah, then you will lose big" explained Wahab.

"Akh, it's hard to want a gibahin Mr. Ustadz. Always able to menggeles deh" complained netizens.

"Well, so no need to be in gibahin ya ma'am" pinta Wahab with a smile.

Can be really wahab jinakin emak-emak rempong. Smooth but pressing, dead sense deh the Netizen is all right.

To be continued...

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