
Zahra is getting down. I don't know why he was suddenly not confident. Though without him knowing, at this time Kazenia and Shireen also felt the same. Those who look fashionable with a dress below the knee are embarrassed.
Meanwhile, Zahra looks elegant and feminine with shar'i clothes that look beautiful in her tall slender body. In fact, what Zahra is wearing is a simple game equivalent.
"Assynnya!" ghazali and Zahra together. Ghazali turned to Zahra at a glance, then he looked at the two women who had been waiting for him while displaying a bright smile on his increasingly charming face.
Because, Ghazali can be more well-maintained and rest regularly with the economic circumstances that he has today. He no longer pursues deposits until hot in broad daylight anymore. Because his mooring efforts have found a bright spot. So, this online ojek job is just Ghazali to make a side. Maybe, one day he will leave completely, when the pond effort is really jaya.
"Wa'alaikum hail!" kazenia and Shireen answered. Shireen instantly covered her exposed thigh using the scarf she wore around her neck. It made Ghazali sigh slowly. Not once twice he reiterated to the two women who are also his responsibility. However, they still use the idealists they believe in.
Therefore, Ghazali hoped. The presence of Zahra can open both the eyes of the mother and her sister. Hope these two women he cares about can better his understanding of keeping that shame. Mainly guarding themselves from views that are not directed by God.
Kazenia smiled as her gaze and Zahra met. His heart immediately rippled warmly, as the beautiful Muslim girl whom the son brought before him, grabbed the back of his hand and Zahra kissed him with reverence.
Very polite boy. Where did you find such rare stuff. I can feel if the treatment just came from the heart. It is beautiful with its simplicity. But, he did not puff out his chest let alone raise his chin. Ah, I kind of fell in love at first sight with this son-in-law.
Kazenia clucked in admiration in her heart. The first impression alone made him want to cheer happily. Zahra is really qualified according to him. Indeed, Ghazali could not carelessly like a girl.
"Ha–halo, Brother," said Shireen. Embarrassedly. Because their style is like heaven and earth.
Why didn't I think about this? What if because of my makeup, Zahra did not become Nerima Abang? Failing that I have allies? Ah no!
Shireen screeched in worry, but only bravely in heart. This cute girl with dimples is back sitting down. After allowing Zahra to sit next to him. Ghazali sat next to his mother. The short curly-haired man in dark brown hugged Kazenia tightly. Despite meeting several times, the longing is still not extinct.
If you want to be with me. Honestly bang. Who the hell are you?
Inner Zahra glanced at Ghazali at a glance. Makes the man scratch his neck.
Apparently, Zahra was getting suspicious. What he thinks yes. I have to explain everything to Zahra. I'm not going to hide a single thing. No matter, if later he will accept or reject me.
Now it was Ghazali's turn to speak inwardly.
Kazenia patted Ghazali on the shoulder, until the son gasped. He seemed to get used to seeing the son wearing the green jacket everywhere. After all, it was the work that was able to make the son survive this long.
"Ra, this is my Mama and next to you is my sister Shireen" Ghazali explained. Makes Zahra smile.
"Ma, this is the girl you told me about. Zahra Shahrani's. Beautiful right, Sholihah again," praised Ghazali in front of Kazenia. Making both of Zahra's cheeks flushed.
"Thank you, Zahra boy. I am ready to accept an invitation from me. Finally, this curiosity was treated. Because every time Mama meets with Brother, she always tells you," said Kazenia soft and looks very motherly.
"I also say thank you very much. Because Mom wants to invite me," said Zahra politely.
"Don't call mom. Call Mama aja, just like Brother and Ilen," Kazenia said. Makes Zahra smile knot.
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