Aqila Love Story's
Season 2 Chapter 55
“It feels like I still feel a dream if today will meet directly with your two heroes.”~Aqila Kanaira Princess Cullen~
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Night at the Palace.
Prince Khali immediately headed to the dining table, as his parents would definitely wait for him to join together. With a sweet smile, Khali walked swinging both of his legs quickly to the dining table.
“Assalamu’alaykum umi,” said Khali while kissing the cheek of the Queen Mother.
“Wa’alaykumsalam nak,” says Umi Mayra.
“My brother is also not kissed,” Haura sulked while singing her lips.
“Uh adek brother come here,” persuade Khali.
After finishing with the drama of sister and sister, they immediately ate dinner in silence. Such was their custom, eating without speaking and quickly. After their dinner finished, the four of them went to the family room. Looks like the King and Queen want to convey something to their two children.
Khali himself had prepared the words to begin the conversation.
“Khali,” call King Malik.
“Iya abi,”.
“How, have you got a decision?” ask King Malik.
“Not abi, Khali is still waiting for an answer from him. But kHali has invited him to come here,” said Khali calmly.
“What max are you doctor girl son?” ask Queen Mayra.
“Iya umi, if abi and umi allow. I'll bring him here,”.
“Alright we give permission.” A happy face is on Umi Mayra's face.
Indeed, since several years, Umi Mayra has asked her oldest child to find a partner to get married immediately. Life in the palace is very quiet. King Malik and Queen Mayra have only two children. Therefore, the middle-aged couple wants to immediately have a daughter-in-law and grandchild.
“Umi seriously?” ask Khali to make sure.
Queen Mayra nodded and raised Khali's smile.
“Ciee happy,” Haura quipped.
“Ya clear dong,” sahut Khali.
“Huu quickly bring it here, so I have an older sister,” said Haura.
“Do you want to meet him,” asked Khali.
Haura quickly nodded.
“Come to Raharja's hospital near Apartmen Mawar. There he works,” Khali said.
“Hah seriously sister?” asked Haura in disbelief.
“Iya,” Khali replied.
“Wah umi can I go there tomorrow?” pamit Haura's.
“Let tomorrow your sister bring him here, you will be there after meeting him,” said Umi Mayra softly.
“Good.” Haura agreed.
However a royal princess could not be free to go out. Moreover, both of his parents take good care of Haura. Wherever he goes, strict guard is sure to be taken. Even if it was from a distance or disguise still must have been a lot of spies for a princess.
The king began to look at his daughter.
“Hayang Haura. Will you help your sister on a business trip?” ask King Malik.
Haura turned towards Abinya. “Bby abi.”
“Good, next week you go to Indonesia well, there are some jobs there later you will be assisted by assistant Abi,” said Raja Malik.
“Iya abi.” Nod obediently.
After that important conversation was over. Eventually they all went into their rooms. Time doesn't seem to show at 21:00.
Once in the room, Khali immediately threw himself on the sofa and reached into his cell phone in his pants pocket.
Look for the number of someone who is disturbing his heart, then write a few words to send. When he finished he immediately sent it and put his phone back on the nightstand. Her eyes were still open staring at the ceiling of her room while imagining the cute face of her glamorous girl.
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In Apartment.
Aqila had just finished cleaning her cooking utensils, after everything was sorted out, the girl immediately returned inside the room. He put his tired body to sleep and began to close his eyes. Just 5 minutes he was closed, the sound of the phone shocked him.
Then he got the phone he was charging near the dresser. Viewed an incoming message in the notification. He pressed it and his eyes rounded perfectly when he knew who was sending the message.
Owner of a sweet smile.
Tomorrow I'll pick you up at 09:00. Happy break girl glamorous.
A wide smile decorated on Aqila's face. The girl even brought her cell phone and laid her body on the bed. He looked at the short message.
“Yes allah. Actually he invited me to meet his parents,” he said on his phone screen.
Aqila hurriedly shook her head and immediately placed her phone on the nightstand beside the bed. His mind can't go far, remember to think of someone and hope too much. Aqila immediately closed her eyes after praying. He hopes that tomorrow he will pass well and smoothly.
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Next day.
A girl was already struggling in the kitchen to make herself breakfast. Living independently taught Aqila many things. From being on time, cooking, cleaning everything himself even the independence he gained.
It used to be possible when at home Indonesia, he was more focused on going to work without thinking about cleaning and cooking. If now he has to divide his time to work and organize everything. If it is too late, the schedule will be ruined.
Almost 1 hour he struggled in the kitchen, finally two dishes of beef fried rice have been served perfectly. Aqila placed the 2 dishes on the dining table and waited for her best friend to appear.
“Ya,” shouted Aqila.
But after that he hit his head because he forgot, although he shouted also would not be heard from outside because Aqila's apartment was soundproofed. Aqila immediately opened the door and there, her best friend was smiling broadly.
“Good morning,” greetings Early as usual.
“Again,” sahut Aqila.
Dini entered excitedly and then immediately headed towards the dining table.
“While it smells good, my stomach feels like it's struggling,” Dini's tease by stroking his stomach
“Heleh, already there eat,” said Aqila lazy.
Reading prayers together and then immediately eating simple food but make no mistake, It feels really good and delicious. Even to the extent that Dini asked to add rice. Fortunately, in the frying pan there was a slight advantage.
“Where are you going today?” ask when they are finished eating.
“I'll be out,” said Aqila after drinking a glass of water.
“Where to go?” ask Dini wonder.
“Entah,” said Aqila by shrugging both shoulders.
She's ashamed to tell her best friend that she's going to Khali's house. More like this, the puzzle thought Aqila.
“Well can gaktau anyway,” upset Early.
“Yes I was invited,” said Aqila indifferently.
“Hayoo invited who woy,” splashy Early.
“Huss don't rame-rame,” upset Aqila.
“Yes if you don't want rame, tell me first who?” persuade Early.
“Khali.”
“What!!” shout Early.
“Astagfirullah, sayin do not shout really. You are a girl,” said Aqila.
“Heheheheheh keceplosan La.” Whiny.
“Kecelosan kok every day,” Aqila quipped.
“Ya biarin.”
That's how the two girls are, there's no day without a fight. But the quarrel was just trivial not wearing a heart. Both intend to just joke so that their atmosphere is not serious only.
After his exit from his apartment. Aqila immediately prepared because the time had already shown at 8 am.
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At 09:00
When Aqila just came down, there was already a cool sports car in black. Walk gracefully towards the car and then out the man he knew was the assistant of the owner's sweet smile.
“Please enter miss,” says Ibra politely.
Aqila smiled and immediately got into the car.
Trying to find a good seat and calm the thumping heart that has been jerking fast. His hands were cold, he felt nervous and insecure. Along the way, Aqila stared at the streets while squeezing her fingers. It was obvious that the girl was agitated. It only took 15 minutes for them to arrive at the Palace gate.
The beautiful and towering gate opened. Then there were many guards lined up. Even the palace courtyard was so clean and beautiful. Lots of flowers are neatly arranged there. His heart grew even more unstoppable imagining how the old man's reaction was.
The car stopped in front of the main door, Ibra opened the car door and slightly lowered her head.
“Welcome miss,” said Ibra politely.
“Iya and thank you,” said Aqila gently with a smile.
Walking slowly up the stairs leading to the door, there the man with a sweet smile was standing upright as if waiting for him. His face was even more handsome and look at the tegab body and the chest of his field was still visible even though it was wrapped by a navy colored shirt as well.
Aqila lowered her head in embarrassment, as she realized that her presence was the center of attention. The man also stared intensely at her. This atmosphere made Aqila eager to drown herself in the ground.
“Assalamu’alaykum,” greetings Aqila when already standing in front of Khali.
“Wa’alaykumsalam,” suhut Khali.
“Please enter,” connect Khali friendly.
Aqila smiled and followed Khali. Walking side by side despite the distance, they already look like couple. How not, the same clothes and faces were handsome and beautiful. Those who see must be many who are envious and amazed.
After a few minutes of walking, they finally reached a room. There the middle-aged couple was sitting chatting with a girl. Aqila's heart was racing uncontrollably when their distance was close.
“Assalamu’alaykum father,” Khali said.
“Wa’alaykumsalam,” said the middle-aged couple.
King Malik and Queen Mayra approached Aqila and Khali. Spontaneously Aqila immediately lowered her head politely in greeting and extended her hand to shake hands with Queen Mayra. The greeting was warmly replied by Queen Mayra even the Queen without hesitation hugging Aqila's body which made the girl feel happy.
King Malik kept researching the girl in front of him, but because Aqila looked down he could not even look at that face. When he hugged Queen Mayra, Aqila immediately switched to unite her two hands in front of her chest by raising her face to greet her.
Right now that face was clearly visible in King Malik's eyes. His eyes widened, seeing the girl in front of him did have a face similar to someone he had been looking for.
“God willingwhat is this a coincidence.”
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Enough to get here heheh.
Coincidentally met yah? hahaha it feels like making people curious to guess. Hihahi
The patient must be calm and patient when reading this novel. Don't forget to bring nuts for nyemil while reading this novel.
Who's asking Crazy up, sorry can't be yah. It's just that I'm home alone again. So please understand.
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