Doctor Sweet That's My Best Friend
My soul mate sultan dubai

"They're safe, aren't they, Mom? nothing is missing, right?!" ask Nafisa.

"Alhamdulillah no son, you Nafisa right?!" khodijah asked to make sure that in front of him was Nafisa who he had been looking for.

"Ehm yes ma'am, why is it?" I asked her because I never saw her, I was the one who was forgetful.

"You don't remember? it's Umi Khodijah" he assured Nafisa.

"Umi Khodijah hmm.." answered me thinking like I've heard but where is it?

The voice of the phone also disperse Nafisa who was cool thinking there clearly stated the name of Refan which was specially made for her from Nafisa.

"Abang bear🐻💛"

"The father of the bear did the phone!" I said roll the lazy eyeball.

"Assalamu'alaikum what's wrong?" my greetings I just said greetings, he had already rampaged chanting all the spells because I was late to go home. I'm lyric clock on the phone is almost 7 pm I haven't come home and not tell the house people at all.

"Duh mampus me, back and forth in the hanging of the cake I nih" said I patted hard my eel.

I also think the fog wants to go home soon if not then my pocket money will be the bet later.

"Ohh who was it? omi Khodijah umi Farida?!" I was confused looking for my bag.

"Yes, son, thank God umi can finally meet you here after a long time" he said

"Ck, I should say what you have, God nyuekin parents sin but if I'm here mulu there I have to hang ntar at home!" my mind is confused.

"Anu umi. ouhh sorry before we continue to talk later when Zahra has to go home if not later will be told to finish the chicken coop again!" nafisa said not feeling good. Khodijah also frowned, seen it was already very night maybe he was sought by his family.

"Well son, but I can see you again where will you be?" ask Khodijah.

"Ah yes dar umi." answered Nafisa unpacked the contents of her bag to find her business card, but the one in search of do not want to meet asem will be again precarious kek gini pake ngil again.

"Ck, take the buset card and use the event no longer see you. Ahh yes it's in the bego wallet!!" his murmurs condemned his own folly.

"This is umi, if umi needs anything or want to meet that phone number Fisa later call Fisa aja when. If for the matter of wanting to meet where in the store Fisa can also umi" said I after tidying up the bag and preparing to leave, then I want to ride the motorbike Umi again stop me and he also gave me a bag of crackers full of snacks in it.

"It's a pity you brought home thanks for helping usi same abi ya!" khodijah said by giving Nafisa a full crackle containing traditional snacks labeled traditional food stores.

"Eh umi, do not need papa Fisa nolong umi same abi sincere. Make a child umi aja nothing" said I refuse because my intention to help them solely because humanity is not a mere reward.

"Gga papa dear, take aja umi earlier did buy more for home also please accept yes as a sign of thanks umi." back Khodijah forced Nafisa to take the parcel inevitably Nafisa received it, not a embed for rewards but for appreciating people's gifts.

"Alhamdulillah syukron umi.." said I received the gift of Umi Khodijah.

"If so Nafisa pamit first yes umi, abi.." said I took the hands of Umi Khodijah and salim takzim then pamit and left the mosque.

"Dear together, umi can't wait to unite you two may Allah bless your relationship Aamiin.." muttered Khodijah smilingly staring at the departure of Nafisa.

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After taking a few hours Nafisa also arrived at home he parked his motorbike inside and locked it properly, stared at his house very looks lonely he took the initiative to sneak so as not to be discovered.

"The house is so quiet, Brother Refan has been sleeping?!" think me.

I opened the door slowly and went straight to the top floor yet I climbed the stairs my backpack had been pulled by someone I knew was the father of the bear.

"Ekhem!!"

"Hehehe...sister hasn't slept?!" ask me to get stale.

"Don't have a clock?!" refan asked back with an extremely frightening aura.

"Java!" refan said in a cold and sharp tone.

"Hm. had gone to the mosque first to pray magrib kak, but Fisa rested for a while because tired. But when she wanted to go home, there were mothers of her husband's pickpocketing until he fainted because he hit it on the pickpocket." obviously I with my head down and play my index finger, honestly, if my sister has a warning mode then they are more sinister than the copet.

"Gua mending opponents copet dah yah Allah, want 15 people also nothing rather than having to be in the same congregation Brother Refan especially if brother Zidan knows it is over already my history so adek!" my mind screams.

"Certainly? you fight with the same copet?!" refan asked back with sharp nosediving eyebrows, the article if Nafisa had fought with the thugs of Refan was very afraid, because of the ability of Nafisa who had not been trained for a long time again by him and Zidan they were afraid of his sister why-why later.

"Yes, sister." answered Nafisa in her hand very tightly plastic giving Khodijah earlier.

"Hufff... next time if there's any big sister phone! you usually go home even passing from the usual hour." said Refan, Nafisa also nodded according because she was also wrong because she forgot to tell the house people that she was going home late.

"There's no wound? try it here look!" tanya Refan twirled Nafisa's body like a slim.

"Thank God, what's plastic?" tanya Refan started kepo.

"Udahan right? Fisa's going up!" said Nafisa by not answering Refan's question earlier.

"Eh, that's a plastic deck fuck!" refan shouted because he was not tested by his sister.

"So don't be scared!!" nafisa shouted from inside the room.

"Sue has a bitch!" curse her by whimpering into her room.

While Nafisa in the room was already rumored looking for drinking water, fortunately her brother believed and she was not punished like yesterday again. Nafisa also drank water to the toilet today was very tiring for him, in the near future he will do an internship in one of the hospitals and it was not easy for him to be at this point it is not easy many exams that he had to pass with a feeling of pressure, want to give up, cry and some of it. But he always believed that all god beings would not be tested above the limits of their respective abilities behind the bitterness of life and had to slam bones to be able to boast parents is not easy, it is not easy, but Nafisa always believes behind the rain there will surely come rainbows. And behind many of his exams there will certainly be happiness later that comes sustenance, couples or so on.

"Tomorrow I have a matkul holiday, also happens to be tomorrow Cia birthday I want to take her for a walk all the time yes I buy a beautiful dress for sure she is very beautiful wearing a birthday dress. Duh more gemezz deh I long want me to be a child, but wait for the father there first. Eh yes about who the father is, I ngejomblo had long since from small until now I guess my soul mate sultan dubai deh. It is enough to improve the descendants of bwahahaha.." said Nafisa monologue herself.

"Hahaha, my God is crazy." said I condemned my own madness but the height.

While on the other hand Rayyan felt there were people who were missing him, so a strange feeling of belonging to him with a sudden feeling of happiness that he did not know happy because of what.

"Why smile yourself or mamang so afraid or aa." said mang kosim as the driver of the abi and his umi belief.

"Don't know oruh mang suddenly want to laugh, don't know what the cause is." explained Rayyan confused.

"Ciee, definitely missed someone again anyway aa." seduced mang kosim, Rayyan shook his head it feels strange if it's true there is then who is the person?

"Nafisa Az-Zahra." murmured Rayyan with a smile, not an instinct from which he always wanted to mention the name repeatedly.

Rayyan also until he got down from the car and opened the door by saying hello, inside there was his abi checked by the doctor who was asked to come by his umi.

"Assalamu'alaikum.." Greetings Rayyan.

"Waalaikumsalam.." everyone inside answered.

"So why bi?" rayyan asked, putting her bag on the sofa and approaching her father.

"Abi ana why doc? did the pain recur again?!" rayyan asked worriedly.

"Kyai Akmal is not papa son, he only suffered minor injuries caused by a hard impact" explained the doctor.

"Wounds? hard impact??" rayyan asked confusedly.

"Later Umi explain son, now let your abi rest first and you should just clean and eat umi already prepare food at the table for you." khodijah replied allowing his son to rest and tell him later.