Aqila Love Story's
Season 2 Chapter 2

After breakfast the volunteers started to tour the hospital. The male volunteers also helped slightly lift the heavy items they carried. The women helped by checking the condition of patients and residents in the hospital area.

Aqila painstakingly examined the group of small children who were playing together. Their petite lips made Aqila smile. It turned out that despite their circumstances like this but their happy laughter still popped up there.

And while in Palestine, Aqila did not remember all the events in Jakarta. He completely forgot everything and filled it with various events in Palestine. He spent a lot of time playing with the kids there.

As of now, this afternoon Aqila's schedule helps the women to cook. He entered a room that had been transformed into a kitchen.

“Assalamu’alaykum,” greetings Aqila.

“Wa’alaykumsalam,” answer them in unison.

“Hal anyaqak?” aqila said politely.

(Am I interrupting?)

“Ealaa al’iitlaq,” say one of the women while smiling kindly at Aqila.

(Not at all)

“Hal bi’iimkani musaeadatak?” ask Aqila.

(Can I help?)

“Bialtaakid” exciting other women.

(Of course)

Finally Aqila joined there, scheduled their lunch with meat this time. If in Indonesia dinner and breakfast will be the most dominant eating schedule, not with Palestine. The big thing was at lunch.

Palestinians eat several times during the day, with lunch being the biggest meal. Cooking styles vary widely by region and each type of cooking style and the ingredients used are generally based on the climate and location of a particular area and on tradition.

Rice and kibbee variations are common in the Galilee area, the West Bank involves mainly in heavy meals involving the use of taboons, rice bread and meat and coastal plains residents more often consume fish and other seafood and lentils, Gaza residents also consume quite a lot of chili. Food is usually eaten at home, but eating out has become a standout especially for eating snacks such as salads, breads and skewers served.

Finally after struggling for a long time the big lunch was so. Aqila went out and returned to her room where she rested. He saw some bags. Aqila immediately took a change of clothes and took a bath as she was going to perform her dhuhur prayer.

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Elsewhere.

A handsome and dashing man got off his private plane. Everyone looked down respectfully as the man walked down. No one dared to look at the handsome face of the Greek god.

He walked followed by several bodyguards as well as his right hand.

“What is all safe?” ask the man.

“Aman sir,” replied his personal assistant.

“Where are we headed?” ask the man when their car starts to run.

The 4-car convoy was traveling at medium speed. A powerful and dashing man who else if not Prince Caliph Mateen. Prince from one of the countries in Southeast Asia. Prince who is often called Prince Khali (Hali) is indeed a friendly person, kind and very caring for the honor of a woman. Therefore, he is very caring for the physical touch of the women.

In addition to the appearance of the prince also includes religious men, even he never left mandatory and sunnah in religion. Prince Khali is a wealthy businessman whose business has spread throughout the world. Smart at work and understand the situation in every situation.

Even Prince Khali is always looking for the identity of every co-worker he will work with. His shares were everywhere even until he had to travel the world to check every business condition and company.

“Our destination to the master Indonesian Hospital in the Gaza area, there yesterday also the Indonesian volunteers have come,” replied Assistant Ibra.

Ibra's assistant or his full name Ibrahim is a confidant and assistant and secretary of Prince Khali. His face was no less handsome but from the nature of the difference the two were more gentle Princes not with the cold Assistant Ibra if in others.

“Alright, I will rest later if I wake me up,” said Prince Khali.

“Ready sir,” Ibra nodded.

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Finally the long journey had come to the end of the afternoon in the courtyard of the hospital. Prince Khali and Assistant Ibrahim got out of the car and were greeted by happy little boys when he arrived. Ir. Halim also welcomed Prince Khali.

“Assalamu’alaykum Mr. Khali,” says politely Ir. Halim while looking down.

“Alhamdulillah sir can get here safely,” said Ir. Halim.

“Alhamdulillah god still provides convenience for me and the group until here,” saut Prince Khali calmly.

Everyone nodded.

“Mr Khali came here also brought some basic food and some needed equipment,” cried Assistant Ibrahim.

“God Thank you very much Master for your alms,” thanks one of the Palestinian People in charge at the Hospital.

“Please call everyone to move the shot yes Mr. Halim,” said politely Assistant Ibrahim.

Ir. Halim nodded then she entered, after a while she finally came out with the male volunteers who were also Aqila's entourage.

All the men helped to move the many pieces and were carried away in a hospital.

At the same time.

This afternoon Aqila's schedule checked the condition of the little children in the hospital. He went out to the court to call the children.

“Assalamu’alaykum,” said Aqila greeting while smiling sweetly at the children who were staring at the people who moved the pot.

“Wa’alaykumsalam,” says all children.

“Taeal alan 'udkhil fi alaikhtiar,” invite Aqila.

(Let's go inside now to get checked)

All the children gave their thumbs up and started walking in. Aqila's attention turned to the figure of a handsome man standing still near the children earlier.

Men wear ordinary clothes and seem relaxed but his good looks do not fade at all. Aqila wondered why only this man was relaxing and with the man behind him. While they saw the volunteers were having trouble moving things inside.

Aqila who was looking at her own growl. How can two men relax and have no intention to help others. Aqila walked up to the two.

“Hey sir, than you stay here better you help the men there. Just looking at it will not help,” Gerutu Aqila stared intently at the two men.

The man who was behind it advanced a little and let out a sound.

“Sorry miss,” has not finished talking Prince Khali immediately raised his right hand above the sign to be silent.

Prince Khali looked at Aqila's pretty face that looked bent.

“Alright miss, forgive me. I will help them,” Prince Khali said with a slight bow.

“Yes good if it is like that. Better indeed, do not forget to help quickly. Assalamu’alaykum,” after that Aqila went to miss Prince Khali who was staring at Aqila's departure.

“Sorry your master is fine?” ask Assistant Ibrahim.

How not to worry about a Prince being given an order by an unknown woman. Obviously Assistant Ibrahim wanted to be angry but it was fortunate that Prince Khali held him back.

“I'm fine,” said Prince Khali still staring at Aqila's back that began to disappear.

“Do I have to give the woman a punishment?” ask Ibra carefully.

“No need, I like the way he sees me Ibra. Only she thinks of me as an ordinary man. Even he just stared at me at a glance and then looked down,” Khali said.

Abraham chose silence. He also did not know what to answer. Finally Prince Khali and Assistant Ibra entered the Hospital when all the basic items were neatly arranged inside.

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