Aqila Love Story's
Season 2 Chapter 62

“Entai why there is a feeling of fear when someone in your past comes to tease you back.” ~Khali Mateen~

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Nurul Amin Palace.

After Haura changed clothes. He immediately walked towards his eldest brother's room. Waiting patiently in front of the door until the sound of the door opening made him stare towards the source of the sound.

There her brother stood with casual clothes that are trousers and shirts. Do not forget the glasses, masks and hats that always both carry. Walking together towards the car and starting to cover his face with a mask.

The two said goodbye to the King and Queen, not forgetting to kiss the backs of the hands of the parents who had taken care of them. When they finished, they got into the car. Ibra became the driver today, Khali beside Ibra and Haura in the middle.

The car began to drive away from the palace with a wave of Haura's hand on both parents. The car began to split the slightly leisurely road. Maybe because the time is still early to make the streets still lengthened.

The journey finally ended. He wears a mask and a hat back. Get out of the car and get into the elevator.

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Ting tong ting.

The sound of an impatient bell made Aqila stroke her chest. What his guests do not know, he is cleaning the apartment, even he does not use the services of a waiter because deliberately in order to clean it himself.

Putting the mop near the tv table, Aqila walked towards her room to pick up the veil first. He did not need to change clothes, because he was already wearing a long negligee.

Walk quickly to the door when you hear the sound of a bell that is still simple. Without looking at the screen he opened the door.

Chequek.

“Can saba.....,” Aqila instantly silent and her eyes bulged when she knew who was in front of her door at this time.

“Assalamu’alaykum La,” Haura said with a wide laugh.

“Ehh wa’alaykumsalam,” sahut Aqila friendly.

He almost scolded the person in front of him, and it turned out that the one who struck the impatient bell was the younger brother of the man he admired. Aqila immediately asked her three guests to come in.

After asking Haura and the two handsome men to sit down. Aqila started to bring the mop and bucket back. He put it in the bathroom, after it was finished he immediately went to the kitchen to make a drink.

“Please drink,” says Aqila friendly.

Haura and Khali smiled then started drinking, if asked Ibra's expression was definitely kept silent and cold.

“You've cleaned up Ta La?” haura asked as she had already placed the drink cup on the table.

“Iya Ra, I finished mopping then you came,” said calm .

“You lacquered yourself”? Haura asked in shock.

Aqila nodded innocently. That thought made Khali smile. She is proud that the woman in front of her is very independent. Khali was sure if to hire a maid Aqila could. But he did not expect that Aqila would take care of herself.

So was Haura, she was so stunned by the girl's innocent answer in front of her. Haura was convinced to make Aqila her sister's wife.

“Oh yes what are you here Ra?” ask Aqila gently.

“I'm here no, want to play,” said Haura relaxed.

“Hah main, same this.” Looking towards the two men who were coming with Haura.

“Iya La, if you do not hesitate they have made sure your apartment will be a lot of bodyguards,” said Haura while giggling amusedly.

“Ah yes I forgot, you are a princess,” Aqila said with a smile.

“Have not called or called me that. What I said when we met. Just call me by name and consider me a regular citizen. Remember?” asked Haura.

“Clearly dong I remember. Let alone look, we just talk in Indonesian. All I know here is English and Malay ”, said Aqila.

“Hey if I use malay you can?” haura Goda.

“Hehehe can be little,” said Aqila sungkan.

The two laughed regardless of the sight of the two men who were there. Until finally Haura invites Aqila to teach her to make cakes and be supported by her. Leaving the two men on the living room sofa, the two of them headed straight for the kitchen.

“What do you do Ra?” ask Aqila.

“Emm I want to make a cake that has lava-lavanya,” said Haura.

“Ohh okay while I prepare the ingredients. You see aja,” pinta Aqila.

“No, I also want to cook,” said Haura sure.

“Eh but you are...,”.

Aqila hesitated to continue her words. It was not that she was afraid that her kitchen was falling apart, but that she knew Haura was a royal princess. What is certain is that he believes that the girl in front of him is someone who is always glorified and never asked. So even if Aqila is also hesitant and afraid for Haura to cook with her.

“Do not ever think to be special with me, even though I am a princess of the kingdom I am still a friend and sister who asked her sister-in-law to teach me to make cakes,” Haura said.

“Hah sister-in-law?” aqila was shocked.

“Ya, haven't you already proposed to my sister?” ask Haura.

“Iya, but I have not given an answer,” said Aqila slowly.

“Ya already, now you just give the answer,” said Haura lightly.

“Ehhhh not yet.” Aqila shook her head.

It's true this is not the time. Aqila still asks Allah for guidance. He even often does Istikhoroh prayers and nights to strengthen his heart in order to live a halal relationship according to the ridho of god and his parents.

In marriage we will be taught many things, from taking care of the husband, home, arranging everything and even preparing to be a good mother for her children later.

So according to Aqila, people want to get married do not rashly take the answer yes to a sacred relationship. Even relationships that maybe a lot of people think are playful. But not for Aqila. She wants to marry the person who has become her heart.

Haura who heard Aqila's reply fell silent. He was waiting for what the next words of the girl in front of him were.

“Wait until my heart is steady and I'm ready for inner birth huh Ra. In a moment to wait for me after that I will devote all my body soul to my husband and family,” continued Aqila.

“Uhhh more affectionate with kaka-in-law candidates,” said Haura sambul embraced Aqila.

The two refocused on making the cake, patiently teaching Haura until she understood, occasionally the royal girl was bearded while poking Aqila's chocolate box. Aqila was just shaking her head at the girl's behavior.

After all, the final step is steamed. The cake mold began to be placed in a pot to be steamed. Haura put down carefully because she was afraid that her dough would spill everywhere.

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In the guest room of Aqila apartment.

Since being left behind by Aqila and Haura. The two handsome men were focused on their work. Yes Khali and Ibra started doing office work through ipad and laptop brought Ibra. Coordinate and cooperate with each other. That's the key to the condition both work.

Until a while their concentration is cut off due to the sound of cell phone ringing. Khali raised his face and looked for the phone. Yes on the table, the latest phone vibrates and sounds there. Khali picked up the flaming phone and there was a name id there.

Deg.

Khali's heart skipped a beat, not expecting her girl to keep the man's number. But Khali still thinks positively. Maybe this is an important call. Khali immediately moved and took her to the kitchen.

“Qila,” call Khali.

Aqila who was waiting for the cake to ripen immediately stared at the origin of the sound.

“Ya what's wrong?” aqila asked confusedly.

“Nih your phone reads,” Khali said by extending her hand.

Aqila walked towards Khali and took her phone carefully. Judging by who called, his eyes were fully rounded when he knew the number of the man who had once been close to him. Khali's face changed. There's a flat face there. However, Aqila had to pick up the phone.

He immediately walked away from Khali and lifted him up.

“Assalamu’alaykum,” said Aqila slowly.

There was no sound there only a breath could be heard.

“..........”

Aqila was silent, she was confused as to what the man called her. Even he was already comfortable yesterday there was no relationship with this man. Yet Aqila still tried positive thingking.

“Ya what's wrong?” tanyanya calm.

“....”

“I'm good. How are you?” saith.

“.....”

It was quiet until Rey started calling him again.

“Ya,”.

“.....”

“Bby,” says Aqila.

“.....”

“Hah heart?” aqila asked confusedly.

“.....”

“Emmm how are aunty?” aqila asked worriedly.

“....”

“I asked my friend first who is the surgeon well, later if you have already got the info I told you. How?”

“....”

“Oke, wait a minute.”

Finally the call was interrupted, without Aqila noticing, there was a pair of eyes that were fixedly staring at him without blinking. Somehow there was a pain point in his heart to see the girl he liked was chatting with other men. But he was also confused as to what kind of expression.

Aqila put her phone on the dining table and turned around. He froze as his gaze fused with Khali's. There the man silently stared at him without blinking and also without a smile.

Aqila became unwell, she had to solve this problem before misunderstanding. He looked down to gather the intention to say everything.

After breathing out slowly, Aqila looked back at Khali's face then smiled. He began to say what he had discussed with Rey.

“Rey asked for my help to find a hospital for his mother's heart surgery.”

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Astagfirullah where there is a break in the middle of the road first aja tu manuscript, hehehe.

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