Love Johanna
Section 41

...LOVE JOHANNA...

...By: David Khanz...

...Section 41...

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"Continue?" ask Fadil as soon as I hang up the phone. Ravi clicked angrily, then replied, "Block again, Dil."

"Crazy!"

Timpal Ravi, "Emang is so the habit of the cave, Dil. Every time there was a problem or commotion, he must have blocked the cave number. 'How not to try the cave."

Ravi patted his best friend's shoulder. "Patience, man. Patience."

"Yes, 'how can the cave continue to be patient try, if the situation is like this continues," ravi grumbled increasingly upset made. "For a long time the cave thought, the cave sangsi can last the same as the household cave itself, Dil."

"Hus, don't say 'that, man," Fadil advised. "That's the same you wish and ngedoain your household so. Inget, Rav, that's a prayer."

"Gua knows, but the cave already feels as good as the same grand cave."

"Ssttt ... already, stop nagging," said Fadil pacifying. "Better, we pesen first drink. Make you relax. Keep you calm first yourself. Okay well? Pesenin cave something suitable for the condition that you feel now."

"Elo want what pesen?" ravi asked a little suspiciously. "Don't be weird about you."

"Shortly. Just a little coolness for the heart of the elo that is hot again," replied Fadil accompanied by his multimarket smile. "The cave stay a while, huh? The cave wants to take a drink ahead."

Ravi stared for a moment at the figure of his co-worker, then socked his back deeper on the back of the soft chair.

After working out, he invited Ravi to find a good place to talk. Fadil is indeed the only close friend who is often used as a place to pour out the contents of the heart, when Ravi is plagued by problems. But invited there, this first one. A cafe is located in the center of the city and starts to open from late afternoon until almost early morning.

While waiting for Fadil to return to sit together, Ravi secretly watched a pack of cigarettes lying on the table. Belongs to his friend. Then he tried to observe the packaging, open and look at the contents, then take one rod for him to examine.

"Gua if there is another problem, one day can run out of two to three packs of cigarettes, Rav," said Fadil once. Still remembered those words in Ravi's mind until now. "Most cigarettes, you can make the mouth of the cave wry. But the effect, for a while, the cave felt the burden of the cave was reduced, fresh, and calmer. That's why until now, belom intends to stop smoking. The cave still needs it, Rav. Ha-has. Cobain deh you."

"No, ah. Thanks" said Ravi refused. "The cave never smoked and the cave would not want to smoke. Besides waste, it also makes the same bad health. That too said the caveman, anyway. Ha-ha."

That is also what he remembered when at the IGD a few weeks ago, drove Johanna to be treated, immediately imagined the habit of the Fadil. Palau, worried, and everything felt all nervous, Ravi's mind was remembered on cigarettes.

'Is it true, smoking can help reduce the burden of problems?' The man's heart began to wonder. 'Should I try, so that this annoyance can be a little lost, because the curiosity continues the same attitude Sarah?' But suddenly, another whisper rang in the ear. An advice that is often spoken by someone first, namely Welas, his mother. "Remember always in your life later, son. Be smart to choose a temen. Find someone who can make you better. Don't make you turn bad. If the foundation of your heart's firmness is strong, it is you who should be able to lead them to goodness. Likewise, stay away if you are worried that it will give you the impact of not being ignored. The saying goes, hang out with a perfumer, you'll get the fragrance. Gather with someone who smokes, get your body ready to smell the smoke."

"What's wrong, Mom, with cigarettes? Can't do it, can you?" asked Ravi the teenager.

His mother said back, "Smoking is something that can harm yourself as well as others. It's called dzalim or mendzalimi. Denying your own body, and wronging those around you. In addition to adverse effects on health, also perform a redundant action. For what, for wasting the sustenance which God has given to something which is in fact of little use."

Another thing when discussing with Fadil first, his friend instead quipped, "Ha-ha, make in our environment, cigarettes are not something illegal, Rav. Included in the mubah area. Still doable, will not sin if confessed." Not quite there, the bachelor added back. "Lagian if we want to take an example, many also, prominent religious figures in Indonesia who smoke. Ustadz, kyai, even among doctors. They each have their own reasons for smoking. Yesa ... depends on the capacity of each individual science, anyway. Though they are smart people and have high knowledge, you know. He-he."

"Sarah ..." muttered Ravi as soon as his shadow ended on the figure. A stubborn woman who always wants to win on her own and feels the smartest. The most regrettable, it was destined to be his soul mate. "Jnnnn …." Not finished the problem this morning, now faced with a puzzle question in the afternoon. Really sucks!

Slowly the man slipped the cigarette between the index and middle fingers, then took the lighter, ignited, and ….

"Well, 'that's dong, man!"

Cigarettes and lighters were spontaneously released from the hands. He fell to the cafe floor and was almost trampled by his own feet.

"Fade!" ravi was shocked.

Fadil was happy. He thrust the drink that had been ordered in front of Ravi and the rest for himself. "Come, try. Just relax, Rav," said the bachelor man cengagas-cengenges.

Ravi was embarrassed. He decided not to continue with his actions. Put the cigarette and the lighter back on the table nervously.

"Why not be?" ask Fadil wonder. "Come, continue. Try one first. Smoke it once ... twice .. three times .. and so on. Sampe you get used to it and start enjoying the sensation of the smell that segeeerrr."

"Gua doesn't want to, Dil," answered Ravi getting nervous.

"Come on, buddy," woo Fadil back. "You want an example cave? Nih, look at the cave …." He picked up a new cigarette, slipped it between his lips, lit it with a lighter, then sucked it full of favor. "Fuuhhh .. really good. Try, Rav. The promise cave won't laugh, really."

Ravi shakes. But Fadil did not give up. He helped slip a cigarette on his friend's lips and lit it.

"Sedot slow down."

Ravi said, but immediately coughed until it let out tears.

"Thus .. uhuk .. uhuk!"

"Casual, Dude. Slow down," said Fadil while patting Ravi on the nape. "Come, try a little more. Blow eyes while sucking. Bayangin if you will find something that you have never done before. True pleasure, a life of freedom, and all troubles drift slowly away from you."

Ravi followed all the directions of his friend, Fadil.

"Well, you suck .. get out back by mouth. Don't get out of the nose" said the bachelor man directing. "Isap again ... exit again .. suction again a little aja .. now try to exit the smoke through the hole of your nose. Let the nicotine work, get to know your brain's nerves, and give an exciting reaction. Argos …."

"Thus .. uhuk .. uhuk!"

"Casual, Dude. Santaaiii .. try to drink this so that your throat is not dry," said Fadil while helping to lift the drink glass in front of Ravi and thrust directly into the mouth. "Drink little by little, Rav."

Just one gulp, Ravi immediately vomited it.

"Ooeekk!"

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