HIJRAH LOVE
CHAPTER 50

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2 YEARS LATER...

2 Years have passed. Where I've forgotten all about my complicated love story. And now I don't know where Yulian and Kamila are. Only the memories of the diamond ring and necklace that Yulian had given me, were still preserved to this day. Because those are precious memories from Yulian for me.

Thank God I became a designer in the manufacture of clothes. You must be wondering what kind of clothes, right? Look at yuk himself! Hehe...

"Ehm.hm...hm....!" Deheman's voice from someone who surprised me.

"Business is one person!" Said Fadli later.

"Yes, sister, I again make a dress design that is requested by the client for the wedding later." Reply, I am still focused on white paper with a streak of clothes.

"Oh that's it, so you've met the client and he asked for his wedding dress later you made it so huh?" Ask Fadli, that's how it is.

"Not yet brother. Aisyah had not even met at all with the person who ordered it. We often connect through our phones. He's still abroad." My answer explains what a slow nod was given by Brother Fadli.

"Well, by the way, brother Fadli, what's at Aisyah's house?" Ask my brother Fadli and stop my activities.

"Oh that, could your brother that one ask brother to pick you up and nemenin him at home." Answer Fadli with a smile.

After the wedding between sister Maryam and brother Fadli 1 year ago, I decided to look for a small contract and start the business I dreamed of. And the contract is quite far from the house of papa and father. But they agreed on what I decided.

"What happened to Maryam's sister? Is he not on duty today, brother?" I was curious and a little worried.

"He was already from the hospital, but strangely when he returned home he cried instead. Brother himself was worried, but when brother asked, he instead asked brother to pick you up." It was Fadli's brother who made me even more curious and thought about what had happened to Maryam's sister.

"Why then, brother?" I asked Fadli.

"Come away!" Reply to Brother Fadli by raising his two shoulders .

"Yes, sister, Aisyah, finish the task Aisyah first. After all, this was also less of a bit. Brother went back to see sister Maryam, later Aisyah will follow brother." I said softly and could not be separated from the sweet smile I had. And also answered with a slow nod by brother Fadli.

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Fadli set foot to meet his beloved wife Maryam. He felt a sense of worry that seemed unable to be expressed with words.

"What's wrong with Maryam's sister? It's not usual for Mary's sister to cry." Back and forth I thought about what was happening right now with Sister Maryam.

I really can't focus on my job this time. But, I have to be consistent to finish this dress immediately. My heart is really pounding .

"Assalamu'alaikum beautiful! What about the design of the dress is it ready?" Suddenly there was a message from my phone and after I opened the message, it turned out to be my customer from afar who was currently designing her wedding dress.

"Oh, what do I have to answer? Aisha, you must be consistent... Gotta focus!" I said in my heart.

"God willing to finish today beautiful, and after completion of the design later, I will immediately confirm the same you are beautiful." I said to reply to his message.

Yes_for the first time I knew and received a request from the woman who asked me to design her wedding dress, she asked me to call her beautiful. I don't know what's up and why? Until now I myself do not know who he is, his real name, his picture, even his voice I have never heard it. But strangely enough, he had already paid me a fee before my work was done.

"Alhamdulillah, it's finally over after a few hours." Reveal me happily.

Somehow my heart was happy to see the design of her wedding dress. So beautiful and graceful, that I myself wanted to wear it. Haha... Basic Aisyah, candidates just do not want to get married.

"Assalamu'alaikum beautiful. Thank God the dress is finished in this design, what do you think?" I sent pictures and messages to the beauty. That's how I called him and got along with him.

After I finished sending that message to the beautiful, I moved on and passed from my study. While the beauty hasn't returned a message from me, I think it's better to see Sister Maryam first.

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"Assalamu'alaikum!" I said while knocking on the door of Maryam's sister's house, which was none other than Mama's house that was occupied first. My mom prefers to stay at my dad's house.

"Wa'alaikumsalam!" Reply from the inside with a small soft voice and none other than Karina, little angel sister Maryam and brother Fadli who is approximately 2 years old.

"Aisyah, let's go in aunty." Her and her request to me with a cheerful smile.

"Alright fairy kencil aunt. Oh yeah, where's your mom and dad, baby?" I asked him who was answered by pointing his index finger towards the room and none other than the room of brother Fadli and sister Maryam.

"Okay, baby, we'll play again. Now your aunt has to meet your father and mother. Ok?" I slowly asked Karina and was answered with a soft nod from her as if she agreed.

After talking a little with Karina, I passed by and climbed the stairs to go to the room to my two older sisters. Because in my heart there is still curiosity.

"Tock...Geck..Sis...It's Aisyah !" I said by knocking on their bedroom door.

Astounded. I was really surprised by the reaction of Sister Maryam after opening the door to her room. He hugged me while crying. I don't know what's going on.

"Sister, why is my sister crying? Let's go into the room first and explain everything that's happened. Let Aisyah and Brother Fadli not be confused with big brother's attitude." My request is slow to Sister Maryam.

After us, yes we... Me, Brother Maryam and brother Fadli were in that slightly magnificent square room, finally sister Maryam slowly opened her conversation.

"Aisyah, big brother really has no power to hold back the tears when he heard the news 2 years ago. Forgive brother Aisyah, you are late to know all this." Reveal sister Maryam with her sobbing cry.

Me and Brother Fadli stared at each other to find out what Maryam's words meant. What happened 2 years ago? What happened 2 years ago?

SERIATE....

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