Sagaras
Season 2

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"Assalamu'alaikum."

The male voice that sounded from the direction of the main door made the two women in the kitchen turn their heads, SyahRaa hurriedly wiped away her tears while Ibun got up from sitting to reassure her guess about who came to visit.

And sure enough, the figure of the handsome man whose bearer was always shady was now standing with a polite smile.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Bun."

"Waalaikumsalam, let's go in, Nak Agam" replied Ibun Aisyah who then told his guests to enter but Agam refused because he said shortly.

"What's wrong? then we'll talk on the porch."

"Yes, Bun," said Agam who then threw his Bok0ng on one of the chairs.

"Wait a minute, Ibun will ask SyahRaa to make a drink for you," said Ibun who wanted to go back in.

"That's fine, just sweet tea, son."

Agam nodded, of course it was just a stale base because in his heart he was still happy because he would meet his girlfriend again.

"Look, Bun. Will Grandpa be in the afternoon? because Abi and Umi want to go to the hospital, because for Abah it seems that he cannot because he is not healthy, too," said Agam told his intention to come.

And, yet the mother replied that SyahRaa had come with a small tray in her hand, deftly unlike the young lady in general, the girl placed a cup of tea on the table.

"Drink the tea."

"Yes, thank you, Raa" replied Agam who was just in reply with a nod of his head.

He who wants to go back inside was even asked to come sit chatting with Agam as well.

"Can, 5 o'clock schedule besuknya. There is only Uncle, Ibun can not go there because it must accompany grandma at home. You can be accompanied by SyahRaa later yes to his hospital," said Ibun, not SyahRaa if he did not immediately protest.

"Kok brother anyway, Bun?!"

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Although not hijab, but his clothes are always polite, not even one person who has seen his calves and arms except his female cousin if staying at home.

"Raa. They are waiting for you in the living room" Mother said as she opened the door again but only raised her head.

"Yes, Bun. In a minute."

SyahRaa took a slow breath while closing her eyes, she looked again at the screen of her phone that had not yet received a message notification from the man who was now far away from her.

"Efforting not to contact you is the hardest thing for me right now, Christ."

Not wanting to humiliate his parents, SyahRa hurriedly got up from sitting because the longer he looked at the phone his tears would fall without feeling, and he was tired to repeat it now.

"Assalamu'alaikum," said SyahRaa when he just came to the living room.

"Waalaikumsalam," said everything simultaneously but Agam immediately subdued his view because there were parents there too.

"Umi, how are you?" ask SyahRaa when greeting the long hijab woman.

"Thank God, good news, son. How about yourself?" asked Umi while cupping the beautiful face of SyahRaa as she rubbed her smooth cheeks. Known since childhood even from babies, of course they are no strangers when they meet.

"Well, Umi. Umi and Abi are going to the hospital now? let SyahRaa who intervened," he said politely like nothing even though some time ago he had just protested.

"Yes, we leave now, afraid of the kesorean yes, Abi," replied Umi while asking for an opinion on her husband who is in yes.

They also say goodbye to Ibun and Aga who just appeared because they woke up.

SyahRaa who wrestled in the arms of Ummi became the most beautiful scenery for Agam, if only he was fooled by the girl of course he did not have to bother to bring his future wife to the owner of his paradise.

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Enough of this, God... Make him who can complete everything about me, become my need not just want me....