Assalamu Alaikum Ukhti
The ukhti 29

"Boy men do pray in the room, not ashamed is there Sania? Men pray in the mosque. Already there ablution, we worship together, you become a priest," said the mother. And of course the King was astonished by the command he had just heard.

"So imam? Is that true? Is prayer still falling?" the Inner King churned. Now he is in a very unfortunate situation. To refuse, Shame there is Sania. Want to accept, still later he embarrassed himself in front of Sania if there was a mistake.

"Have you become a priest? Which father?" said the King while circulating the view looking for the presence of the head of the household in the house.

"Most Father came home from the dam directly to the mosque, kayak did not know you," again the mother's answer made the King could not avoid. Indeed, that is the habit of Abdul, if you look pampang in the afternoon, he must go home before Maghrib and directly to the mosque.

"Udah There, Bang, buruan wudhu. Maghrib time is short. Kasian is also the same Madam Sania," urged Rumi. The king was made even less wrinkled. Seen clearly, there was a mocking impression in the sister's face. While Sania was just speechless looking at the King who was like a confused person. Sania's face cannot be described with words.

With a forced finally the King set foot to the ablution that is near the small mosque in his house. The place of prayer in the King's house was deliberately made by the father to complete the space in his house. The place is not too small either. Enough for six people.

"Dedek Sansan, don't look at your brother and hold dong! Consider it to be ashamed," said the King when he was ready to abudhu.

Sania and Rumi instantly compactly replied, "sad," and they turned away while giggling. While the mother also shared a smile and she went to her room to wudhu in the bathroom in the room.

The responsibility of a priest in prayer is heavy. He bears responsibility for the person who becomes his master. But that was not the King's thought. Diab felt objected because only this time he became a priest and the severity of being a mummy was the woman he wanted. Want to look perfect but that is not possible because he himself will learn to teach. If there was a mistake, it was certain how embarrassed he was.

"Is he ready?" asked the King so the three women in the house were lined up behind him using mukena.

"Already," Rumi said.

"Geez, brother! Honestly, that's enough, but it starts!" rumi and Raja's orders reply with a lip smash while Sania and Mom just smile at it.

With all the strength at hand and the heart beating more than usual, the King sighed deeply and then exhaled. Shortly thereafter the murmur of basmallah and the intention of the Maghrib prayer was heard from the King's mouth and followed by a sound of takbir that echoed quite loudly.

The king really focused his mind so that the short recitation spoken is not wrong. It was a first experience he never expected.

"Assalamu'alaikum warohmatullah.." said the King while turning his head to the right and left as a sign of prayer completed. The three women behind him followed the same movement.

After rubbing his face with his palm, the King immediately exhaled a nafa full of relief after making it through several tense minutes. Suddenly the King gets an idea and he immediately turns his body and thrusts his right hand towards Sania hoping Sania welcomes him. But it was not Sania who grabbed the King's hand but the younger brother who immediately grabbed the hand.

"Not halal" ledek Rumi then kissed the back of her brother's hand. The king could only snort. His romantic plans failed miserably. The mother and Sania again smiled faintly at the behavior of the King and his sister.

"Yes will consider this exercise, so that later it will be halal, Brother and Sansan are accustomed," replied the King as he left the three.

Mother, Sania and Rumi looked at each other and immediately spoke out, "Dihhhh!"

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