HIJAIYAH LOVE
Azzam Braves Annisa
In the afternoon, Nisa who just finished following umi Fatimah taught, she also felt tired. The girl who had been used to being pampered since childhood, only realized how hard life was outside.
From the santriwati, Nisa learned a lot about life as well as about independence, the figure of women today, which is invisible to modernization. But there is a lot of inspiration for real life.
A simplicity in living life, a peaceful atmosphere full of tranquility, far from the frenetic metropolitan. Greet each other, share laughter and jokes sincerely.
Nisa stared out from behind the window of the room she was in. Breathing fresh air and accompanied by a gentle breeze.
" This place is very simple, but in its many growing generations of achievers and creative. They are also very happy to live in such a simple place. I have to be able to and show the same cold guy, that an Annisa can be a good Muslim girl like them. Just wait for you ustadz songong, would be surprised to see my change." Annisa's heart murmured out a smile staring out.
A car entered the courtyard of the boarding school, a young man who had just returned from campus, got out of the car.
From a distance Azzam saw the figure of the girl who was looking out while decorated with a beautiful smile increasingly adds to the beauty of Annisa's face.
But the one looked at seemed to be busy daydreaming did not see the presence of Azzam.
All the santriwati were resting while joking with laughter with her friends. Spend a beautiful afternoon.
A voice knocked on Annisa's bedroom door.
" Kid Nissa come out, son, we're chatting outside." cried Fatimah.
Nisa was shocked by the source of the voice just now, the girl also broke her daydream. He approached Fatimah.
" Yeah, what's wrong?" annisa asked opening the door.
" Let's not stay in the room and accompany us" said Fatimah exclaiming to withdraw the hand of Annisa.
The girl also followed the steps of Fatimah who was walking towards the family room. Kyai Waffiq was sitting watching a tausiah show on an Islamic television station.
Azzam, who had just finished bathing, joined his parents to relax.
" Where would he want to see such an umi show, try to change Drakor's channel he would like." ledek Azzam sat his ass down on the sofa next to Abi while his hands plucked the cake that was on the table.
" Oh yeah, I'm sorry I don't know Zam. This is Nisa's gonna change her channel !!" kyai Waffiq yelled a TV remote at Annisa.
" No abi, let this channel alone." Annisa refused smooth.
" Nisa son just doesn't mind Zam, you are very fond of upsetting people's children." said Kyai Waffiq joking.
" In the case of Azzam, abi alone does not know the nature of him actually, ferocious plus pedes bi." grumbled Azzam while picking again the cake made by the Umi.
Nisa glared sharply at Azzam who was enjoying a cake made by Fatimah.
" How have you memorized the task I love yet?" azzam asked to switch the conversation.
" It's been." answered Nisa Ketus
" Couldn't it? well come to my room, whether you have memorized or alesan doang." exclaimed Azzam stood up to his reading room, followed by Annisa.
Fatimah and Kyai Waffiq smiled at the behavior of his eldest son who was so adamant about teaching Annisa.
" Unless they realize, one day they will miss each other yes Bi" said Fatimah sipping her drink.
" We should not marry Azzam with Nisa's son Umi. Abi saw Azzam starting to like the girl." Kyai Waffiq said.
" Loh, abi also felt that way huh?? umi he really wants to be so bi, but abi see for himself the same attitude Azzam nak Nisa, really cute." timpal Fatimah.
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" Try reading how do'a finishes ablution !!" azzam's orders flatly rubbed his tired face with his palms.
Annisa also tried to recite the do'a ordered by Azzam well and correctly.
" Do'a after adzan!!" azzam is back
Not much objection anymore Annisa was able to track it smoothly as well.
" Tumben is a child whose brain is diluted" said Azzam muttered.
" Do'a what else ustadz songong" said Annisa began to be upset because Azzam did not let her stop, just kept being told to memorize.
" Umi didn't give you the wrong thing to eat, did she? why does your brain suddenly become diluted? and your tumben is not much of a taffle today, do not you plan to run away?" tukas Azzam.
" Ustadz want to continue or do you want an interview?" Annisa replied to Azzam's words with a sharp and flat tone.
" Yes, too, why today I prefer to prank this judes girl." murmured Azzam astonished, inwardly laughing at himself.
" Don't smile, don't ge er. Continue reading the morning prayer intention!!" azzam's voice again intimidated the girl in front of him.
Annisa also memorizes the intention of dawn prayer fluently and smoothly. Even the intention for all Azzam prayers is called and ordered to be memorized.
And again Annisa was able to memorize it well. It made Azzam lose his mind how to hold the girl in front of him to stay there.
" What else ustadz, hunted if there is no I just go. Assalamu'alaikum." said Annisa was very upset to feel bullied by Azzam.
His mouth began to ache, Kamit said reading do'a do'a and prayer intentions and short letters without stopping. Even thirst over him but Nisa hold it to be finished soon, but Azzam seems to deliberately hold her back to linger long with him.
Regardless of whether or not Azzam would be allowed to do so, Nisa continued to stand up and walked away.
Azzam who saw the behavior of the girl who had just finished studying with her felt astonished.
" How come there is a strange girl, judes, pedes like her." grumbled Azzam
Azzam continued to awaken himself, not to think of Annisa.
" She's not the kind of girl you want Zam to be, Zam realized." said Azzam
The clock pointed to the day starting to go up in the evening, the afternoon sky began to darken. The voice of the Maghriban Adhan was also heard.
Kyai Waffiq family along with all santriwan and santriwati began to take ablution.
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