Assalamu Alaikum Ukhti

Assalamu Alaikum Ukhti
The ukhti 7


The king walked leisurely while kicking dangdut. While behind her, Sania seems so upset because she follows the King while guiding a deflated motorcycle on both wheels. Not that the King did not want to help, he deliberately did it on the grounds that let it be longer with the woman of his dreams and also gave a lesson because the woman had slapped and mononjok King in a drunken state. The king did not think. Hijab, wearing loose clothes that do not show his body shape at all, looks sweet and soft, but the tonjokan so hard. Even the pain is still slightly felt when the King chews food.


"Basically a insensitive guy!" rutuk Sania lirih but can still be heard by the King. The man only smiled his smile without turning his head and cared about being bought.


Some time later they had reached the King's residence and coincidentally it coincided with the reverberation of the adhan maghrib.


"Duh, Adhan again." complained Sania with sweat that poured.


"Sholat here first. Later after Maghrib I intercede." proposed the King lightly.


"Know this, the mending was in the mosque first." Grumpily Sania and the King just chuckled. He was really worried about the girl. But alas, the King's hand has no courage to touch it.


"Do I need to take you back to the mosque?" Fresh King.


"No need." Answer Sania ketus. Again the King smiled happily.


"He prayed here. You wear my brother's face." The King's advice and inevitably, Sania complies.


They rushed in. Sania is waiting in the living room. Sania spread her gaze around the room.


"Nih. The prayer hall is right there, where the wudlu is next to him." Appoint the King and Sania to accept the meeting immediately.


"Aren't you praying?" Ask Sania.


"More I pray in my room." Reply the king of lies while grinning.


"That's lying. In love the breath instead of gratitude and repentance. Even as he pleased." Gerrutu Sania while stepping towards the designated shola place.


"Sholat does not need to be shown." Said the King with a smile and he stepped into the room.


For worship, the King is very lazy to do it. Maybe because of his association and habit of being drunk and gathered with people who claim to Islam but only islam ktp, so make his heart away from religious activities.


Shortly afterwards, Sania seems to have finished performing the Maghrib prayer. As he was releasing his face, he heard the voice of a woman reading the Qur'an. Sania sharpened her hearing. And it is true that not far from its existence is seen a woman sitting cross-legged by propping up a Qur'an. Sania stepped towards him.


"Sorry, the deck. There's still something wrong reading." Sania said as soon as she was near a woman younger than her. The woman looked up and scrunched her forehead.


"Wrongly? Which one?" Ask the woman who turned out to be the King's sister. Sania sat down to him and took over the Qur'an that the woman was holding.


"This one. Nun sukun met the syin the reading should be vague name ikhfa. Not read clearly. Here's how to read it." Appoint Sania and she reads the passage from the Qur'an.


The king who was silent in the room was immediately stunned to hear the melodious voice of another woman who was reading the Qur'an. He rushed out of the room and towards the source of the sound.


The king was so amazed to see the scene before him. His heart rippled and warmed as soon as he heard the Qur'an that Sania had read.


"Mba, her voice is so sweet." Praise the King's sister as soon as Sania finishes reading.


"What a fuck, it's normal." Sania answered low.


"You dong, Mba. He taught me how to read the Qur'an correctly and correctly. Teach me yes, Mba, pliss." Pinta the King's.


"Can. Set the time to." Sania Reply.


"Ready, Mba. I'll tell you father and mother." Said the King's sister. Though Sania entered the house, the woman was ordinary but now even warm to Sania.


The silent king watched the chatter of the two women before him as his eyes sparkled. He seemed to find a way to get closer to the woman he was targeting. And when Sania was still busy chatting with her sister, the King spoke.


"I was taught to read the Qur'an?"


Sania and her sister, kompak gaped together.


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