Dear, My'Eve
PELITA (THE MERONA CHEEK)

Carrying the same sheet, Ernest walked out of the teacher's room. The roll of paper that should be signed by the father or mother. He chuckled to himself when there was no one in the middle of the lesson to the bell home. Whether intentionally or coincidentally, God always seems to have a way of getting himself and Aisya to spend time together.

The god? Oh come on, he's not even here to pay attention to his life.

Ernest stuck his bag next to his shoulder for a moment just out of class accompanied by boisterous and other classmates, jokes and mutual push-pushing between the Ambassador and Chef, he said, I don't know what makes them able to argue spoiled so, "lo that*cepu*!"

"Enak aja, lo who sell the name temen," the two are still pushing each other spoiled.

Ernest did not focus too much on the behavior of the two, he was more concerned with a piece of school mail that he had just put in a bag until his hands suddenly felt heavy, "Nest, go home with yuk! Papa-mama said he hasn't seen you home in a long time," a sweet smile of sugar was thrown by the spoiled Caroline writhing unhappily on Ernest's arm.

"Lin," he tried to release his heavy arm like hanging his mother ba bbon, even Caroline had put on a spoiled look and frown, who knows could be a weapon to melt Ernest even if just a word of pity.

"Lin, I can't. I want to go out first," the answer reasoned, which clearly he was lazy to take Caroline home, would certainly be a drama of detention by all members of his family on behalf of father-mama Ernest.

"I go with you, wherever you go. Mumpung today again bosen at home," he replied kekeh.

"Oline.sini is the same Ambassador or his gelayutin, the Ernest did not want to stay," the contact ambassador made Caroline look at him fiercely.

Chef laughed, "iya pantes lo digelayutin. Rich monkey's father!" his lips, the two returned to each other toyor-menoyor. Ernest shook his head, it was always like these two friends.

"Lo molak colek, not very polite! Who am I supposed to hang on to!" sengak Caroline fierce.

"Lin, pelelin.This is my hand heavy!" Ernest Pinta.

"Ihh, gini time doang?!" he had even put his head on Ernest's shoulder aggressively, allowing Ernest to explore the entire curves of Caroline's face and body, not Ernest's abnormal as a pubescent youth, but seeing Caroline like this for Ernest is common, not infrequently Caroline who often participate in family events also wear bikinnii when swimming together.

"Lin!" ernest's reprimands trying to keep Caroline's head uncomfortable, before the girl clings more.

A girl who today wears a sweet pink knit sweater waiting for her invitation, she still stands with Retno and Ayu right at the corner of the school gate laughing. The curvature of Ernest's lips suddenly expanded to see him.

Aware of Ernest's gaze straight ahead there with a smile Caroline patted his arm, "Nest! Why the hell did you see him?!"

"Lo doesn't really like Aisya?!" caroline's question sparked the shock of the Ambassador, and the Chef.

Caroline held onto Ernest's arm and shook him strongly, "inget Nest, he's that much like you!" fierce awakening Ernest, reminded Ernest of the bitterness he would get later. As if reminding Ernest not to fantasize or act recklessly this time.

"Gue know, why? It's none of your business," replied Ernest, Caroline's words just somehow made Ernest so upset, he knew very well.but is it appropriate for a new heart to bloom and then doused with poison to the point of barrenness?

Ernest shook his hand from Caroline's hand, "take care of each other's affairs, you do know my family Lin well, as well as I really appreciate your family. But that doesn't mean you can mess up my privacy and my heart's affairs, I know you care, thanks. But let me take care of this!" ernest's reply left Caroline silent in her rage.

"Oh, Ernest!" he stamped in annoyance as Ernest deliberately ran away to leave him.

"Bye Aisya, assalamu'alaikum!" Retno who has been picked up by her mother on a matic motorbike now leaves Aisya and Ayu.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," Aisya waved at Retno's mother who had nodded kindly, "hayokk oruh, Ai when to play again at home?!" ask Retno's mom.

"God willing next time ma'am," answered Aisha softly. That round-eyed look followed Retno's departure.

Before long a duck bike with a driver wearing a typical ojol jacket stops right in front of Ayu and Aisya.

"Dek Komang Ayu?"

"Yes sir,"

"Ai, sure you don't want to pesen ojol aja?" Ayu receives a helmet from ojol's father.

Aisya shook her head, "anything, let me wait for umi in a moment.." replied Aisya.

"Yes, be careful when hit by a handsome guy!" her laugh.

"Of swastiastu, bye..." Ayu waved her hand.

"Wa'alaikum." he muttered softly but could still be heard by Ayu.

"The wait is there, later you will be the same ngalangin way people.." said Ernest.

"You haven't come home yet? Is there an exculpation?" tanya Aisya looked at him briefly and then returned to the street that still seemed busy with people and vehicles milling about because of the clock home.

"It was going to go home, but see the angel again standing in front of the school!" her snickering made Aisya smile knotty.

"Can't you say no need to dread the ends? I'm glad you know!"

Ernest raised his eyebrows, "this is normal mode! He said to the angel of heaven like this, "a million-watt smile, he threw Aisya klepek, rich fish that jump to the land.

Seeds that are too often sown there will be at least one embedded, and now are in fertile fertilizer by Ernest.

"Oh yes, I just took the answer you different between Ayu and Retno..Why could that? Well, may you choose this favor, among the same *kaum* that you do? Or can it be arabian? Keep the same me what dong will be the answer? Pake dear no?" asked Ernest flirting.

"You know what, the greeting that you say to 'arabans is the most beautiful greeting on earth" replied Aisha.

Ernest raised his eyebrows next to him, looking down to see now Aisya who was sitting on the school wall and imitating what this girl did.

"Not all religious greetings are the same, all greetings have the same meaning." Ernest replied, because it should be so according to Coki's confession.

Aisha wears a smile, "in assalamu'alaikum's words it means that salvation, the grace of God, and the blessings are abundant for you. There was a panacea in every word of assalamu'alaikum.." clearly Aisya stared straight at the block-paving streets the students were walking through.

"From the hadith of Abdullah bin 'Amr mentioned, he asked the apostle..Wahai apostleullah what is the best practice of Islam?" Aisya told me a story like a little boy, but strangely the young man listened to every word that came out of the sweet mouth of this beautiful girl.

Even the accent and character of Aisya like a great storyteller in a playgroup, "He then replied.feed (to people in need) and say hello to all people who are known or not. (CHR. Bukhari). What is the law that answers the Messenger's salutation? Obligator!"

"For Muslims it is Ernest's duty. But then another account says that a Jew passed by and greeted the apostle!" Aisya then looked at Ernest with sharp eyes but an anxious smile, "do you know what that means?" ask Aisya.

Ernest shook his head with a knotty smile, he had even propped up his chin with his hands to watch his beautiful girl tell a story.

"That means woe to you!" aisya's reply made Ernest raise both eyebrows in surprise.

"The apostles said, O apostle! Should we kill the Jews?!" Ernest chuckled to see Aisya who was storytelling, adorable.

"Baginda answered, no! If they say hello, answer wa'alaikum. Enough of that, which means *and over you*. The same do'a for the one who says hello..."

"Actually assalamu'alaikum is not allowed for non-Muslims, Ernest." Aisya.

Aisya's faint rapture ignites Ernest's curious and blasphemous curses, "but your yesterday..."

Aisya immediately nodded cutting off Ernest's unfinished speech speaking, "i'm slipping. Your mother is angry, you say Muslims are arrogant! Proud, it would be the innate want do'ain!" his grumbling kettle made the blushing cheeks even more adorable, Ernest to tighten his hands so anxious.

"Kok wants to do'ain? Didn't I say you were arrogant?" asked Ernest curious, more precisely he did not run out of the mind understanding of where Aisya believed. Because in any case, Ernest indirectly questioned in a blasphemous tone one people.

"Because my faith does not teach its people to retaliate with the same. You know not the proverbs - what we plant what we reap, then one day if the ugliness we spread then the sown ugliness will be endless, if you continue to be bales when did dong end the ugliness that was?" aisya answered with a nosy smile, the girl then stood up when she saw the figure of someone she knew talking to the security guard to look for her.

"Eye!"

"Umi I'm picking you up. I go first, yes" the girl went to greet the veiled mother who smiled at Ernest. Ernest nodded deeply, no wonder Aisya got her beauty from where.

Ernest then scrunched his forehead, he moved towards his motorbike while digesting a short chat with Aisya just now, why make fun...Then there are teachings and stories especially in the belief that Aisya professed? His heart felt stifled, Ernest felt *interest* with Aisya's confidence. Is Aisya's belief that soft, reasonable, and accepted reason. During his life with different beliefs sometimes he often wondered what was the reason for each practice that his family often did, but even all grandpah explanations did not find a bright spot in Ernest's common sense, while Aisya....only 10 minutes they spoke but one simple practice could be explained and entered the logic of his brain, provoking a sense of satisfaction in Ernest for his questions.

His logical soul is turbulent, the more curious he is to the girl with blushing cheeks and beautiful paras with all her world.

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