About Time.
chapter11:so friend
zafran is still sculpting in the car, digesting what was just jihan katakaan.ia confused what to do.hatinya still can not escape hasna, he was confused,but he also does not want to release jihan.at this time he really does not understand what to make decisions.release or learn to love jihan.
zafran drove his car to meet the word and dion, in the cafe owned by his brother.both friends were playing games, in the coffee accompany in front of him.zafran immediately approached them and sat next to Dion.
"why bro?"ask the word that directly fix his hp.
"gue again there is a problem with my wife "answered zafran .
"what's the problem, bro?"dion asked, staring at the zafran.
"my wife is splitting up!"zafran replied while bowing his head.
" i think if you can't accept him, mending you split aja.but not now!just how many days you marry the same time he was willing to separate, not good at the neighbor's talk" said the word.
"eh if in my opinion, you think that mateng first deh.pisah it is not a small problem.lo must try to accept bini lo, and forget hasna!you have been tied up by religion bro. jihan is a soul mate who sent god to lo.don't until nyesel time you've split with jihan.gue see jihan no less good and beautiful ,here I don't mean jihan belain .lo think about how the jihan feeling now, he must have sensed and a lot of thoughts now.Its proof he got sick last night." said Dion.
"you know jihan last night was sick, you got a lot of people!"semprong.
"indiscriminately lo.gue was told zafran, on the phone this morning." dion said.
"go think again!"answer zafran.
the day is getting hotter because the sun is already right over the head
these three friends are still fun hanging out in cafes, chatting and playing games together.
today they agreed to abort.zafran take hp and contact someone.
connected calls...
zafran:assalamualaikum jihan,lo has finished..
jihan:waalaikum salam .it's over
zafran: don't come home first I pick you up.
jihan:wearing at pick up everything I can take a taxi or megan nebeng.
zafran: he said he can dong..
jihan:you're up..
zafran immediately said goodbye to his two friends and immediately picked up Jihan.
zafran saw jihan was breaking into the front of the mosque with a man, his heart was hot right now.
jihan immediately got into the zafran car.
after ending his conversation with rendy, his classmate.
on travel....
"have you had lunch?"ask cold zafran
"yet, the real laper today because this morning forgot breakfast, how about stopping by the restaurant in front of the intersection.
the food there is very good, will not be miesel deh anyway.gus zafran has never tried it?"ask jihan spirit.
"that restaurant?"pointing towards the restaurant.jihan nodded, suspecting.
"already by the way, my marketing how the taste of masakan here kok sampek hyperbola so you mujinya" said zafran and immediately got off the car, the suspicion of jihan following zafran and mengamakan stepsnya.
in restaurant...
the waiter approached the table of zafran and jihan, carrying two plates of white rice and two bowls of oxtail soup.
"eh . pak zafran, if you would like the rule of occupying the vip space that is already available" said the middle-aged man in a suit and formal attire who had just arrived.
"jihan lo want to be here what's moving into the vip room?"tanya zafran .
jihan approached the zafran and physics something in the ear of the zafran without touching.
"no, the vip room is expensive!"jehan whispered softly, but zafran heard it and immediately laughed.
"knuckle!"jihan's protests are upset.
"this restaurant's got me.."whisper zafran on jehan.
"hah "jihan's response was shocked.
