Friends Towards Heaven
Bidding

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يَا أَيُّهَا الَّذِينَ آمَنُوا اجْتَنِبُوا كَثِيرًا مِنَ الظَّنِّ إِنَّ بَعْضَ الظَّنِّ إِثْمٌ ۖ وَلَا تَجَسَّسُوا وَلَا يَغْتَبْ بَعْضُكُمْ بَعْضًا ۚ أَيُحِبُّ أَحَدُكُمْ أَنْ يَأْكُلَ لَحْمَ أَخِيهِ مَيْتًا فَكَرِهْتُمُوهُ ۚ وَاتَّقُوا اللَّهَ ۚ إِنَّ اللَّهَ تَوَّابٌ رَحِيمٌ

O you who believe, stay away from the majority of the ancients (suspiciousness), for some of the ancients were sinful. And do not look for the ugliness of people and do not gossip with each other. Does any of you like to eat the flesh of his dead brother? Of course, you are disgusted by him. And fear Allah. Verily, Allah is the Receiver of Repentance, the Most Merciful.

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Aisha pov.

After arriving at the garage, I made sure there were no marks I had just cried from my face.

I tried to develop a smile as usual then get off the mobi.

"Assynogaic"

I said hello.

"Walaikumsalam, where's the sweet skin powder, son?"

Umi asked for his order.

"It's umi."

I gave the plastic wrap and then followed the kedapur Umi.

Umi sprinkled a sankis sponge with cinnamon powder that I just bought.

"Then, half this sponge will be used up by you and brother when playing in the back gate."

The corner of my heart feels pain because in fact I have tried not to remember bang fathan but in fact umi talk about it again.

The fake smile I put on then faded away.

It does.

The hardest point of regret is that we decide to keep the heart because someone is not because of God.

We don't know, do we? People can disappoint our hearts at any time.

As I feel now.

Umi may not have noticed the change in look on my face.

I chose silence and breathed.

"Why say?"

"Not really umi."

I put my face. Trying to make these tears no longer.

"Let's eat."

I ate umi's sankis balls and enjoyed every cut that went into my mouth.

"Don't you, that's my brother's favorite sponge."

I can't take it anymore.

Cry broke.

"Nurse."

I called umi.

"What's up, son?"

Umi looks panicked.

"Abang mii."

Oh god, I'm whiny again right now.

"Why dear brother?"

Umi stroked my hijab

"That thing, I saw brother."

I won't tell umi.

I'm afraid Umi even thinks bad to bang fathan.

"Keep if you see brother why? Nice dong."

I'm trying to find an excuse.

"Caca kangen mi's brother."

I ngeles.

Not bad, but that's it.

"Why don't you stop by my brother's house?"

I'm shaking.

Umi smiled.

"Yaudah, the time of Ashar has come. Prayers." yeah."

I nodded and grabbed another piece of sponge.

I went to the room to pray.

Fathan pov's.

Argh.

I can't keep going like this.

I can't think of aisha like this anymore.

I can't afford to be haunted once again.

I get out of bed and look for Papa.

Just opened the door, room,

I was surprised by the havva that was standing ready to bang on my bedroom door.

"Ha! Your armpit is the same as the cave."

I put on a fierce face. Uh he's laughing.

"Do you want a tadpole?"

I'm raising my eyes.

"Cave your eye plug ntar. Your eyes are ordinary dong."

He answers.

Havva did stay at my house if she came back to Indonesia.

"Papa calls you. Papa's waiting for you in the workspace."

Is it really that gais?

"Okay, the cave's there."

I step.

"I'm not afraid to go down the stairs, right?"

I'm mocked havva.

In the next second, the havva slippers were already floating in my head.

"Mr."

I saw that Dad was busy with his laptop.

"Eh, come on in. What room is this papa's place of work."

"What's the pap?"

I saw a stack of papers on papa's desk.

"This is what you will learn to be a director tomorrow. Papa tau your experience in Turkey must have been equipped with maturity. Papa's just trying to connect it with papa's company."

I who was sitting in front of papa disturbed the head nod.

"Mr."

"Devents."

My father and I called at the same time.

"Why?"

Papa asked.

"Papa first. It's not good for old people to talk."

I was being nice.

"Papa wants to ask you about Aisyah."

The right topic.

"What's with the caca pap?"

I asked.

"When did papa accompany you to Azmi's house to propose to his daughter? Not how. This papa only has one child and that's you."

I know where this conversation is going.

"Papa want you to continue the papa company that is here only. You've been working. You also need a companion to be the first to welcome you home with all his affection. After all, it was a good practice that would be greatly accelerated. Isn't that so, son?"

I'm nodding.

"The problem of money that you send excessively kerekingmu, understand what it means?"

I'm shaking.

Because that money was sent a lot papa.

In a month he sent money 2 times and I only spent a quarter of one remittance sent papa.

"The money papa told you to tube because it is papa and mama plans to tell you to get married at a fairly young age. The money is up to you."

I looked at papa

"Later in addition to your salary and benefits when you become a director, the money will be added.

But can you ask for a request?"

I was staring at Papa.

"Certainly can papa. In shay'ah with brother's ability."

I sincerely say all this.

"Can we go to Caca's house tomorrow night, son?"

I round my eyes.

Pleased, ada.

Shocked, ada.

Confused, there are also.

"Tomorrow pap night?"

I was really surprised.

"Yes. Mom and Dad designed everything. The day after you come home we will go straight to the place of Caca. That's why havva allowed himself to go back to Indonesia."

So havva already knows all this, just watch out for the boy later.

"Hows it? Can't you fuck up mom papa's plan?"

I'm trying to think.

The word Havva in the car was circling my head.

I intend to reveal this to Papa.

Why am I so nervous?

"This is Allah, Jonathan is ready to propose to Caca."

I can't believe I'm saying this.

Papa smiled at me.

"A grown-up dad's son."

I saw a twinkle in papa's eye.

I smiled awkwardly.

"So call me what to say?"

Oh yeah, I wanted to talk too.

But Caca was discussed first.

"Hehe, the caca problem is also actually pap. But I did discuss it first. That's it."

I scratched my nape that wasn't itchy.

"Kan, you also want to be accelerated."

Papa.

I want to see my mom.

I'm standing.

"Tomorrow at night means pap, right?"

"Yes, meet mama."

I'm nodding.

"Okay bigboss."

I opened the door to Papa's office.

I was shocked when I heard the screams from outside.

I saw mama and havva on the floor.

"Mama, why are you guys?"

I'm anxious.

They're whiny.

"Hehe, there's no one."

Mama stood up while havva had run away.

"Mama havva nguping huh?"

I suspect. And sure enough mama was whiny.

"Salahin havva. Havva who ngajak mama."

Hava again.

"AAAVVAAAAA."