HIJAIYAH LOVE
The feud on the Road

Because of hurry and fear prayer time will soon end. Azzam went to the mosque, accidentally Annisa who had just finished taking ablution walking beside Azzam.

All of Santriwati's eyes were on the two people. While Annisa did not pay attention to herself at all was being seen by many eyes.

" It's beautiful, yes, he must be a candidate for Azzam mas." said Nur's horde and friends gossip whispered.

" Light be Mas Azzam will choose him Nur, beautiful is also he than you ha ha ha." ledek Siti best friend one room Nur.

" It's true beb, we can only admire the good looks of Azzam mas, yes hopefully our soul mate will be as handsome and as taqwa him." tukas Nur stared at Azzam and Nisa who entered the mosque together.

Both of them only realized when entering the mosque and a glimpse of their ears heard a rumour that gossiped to the two of them.

Azzam led the Maghrib prayer line of the santriwati, and among them were umi Fatimah and Annisa.

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Isya prayer time has ended, Nisa went to help umi Fatimah prepare dinner.

Although it was the first time for Nisa to step into the kitchen to learn to cook, but she tried to behave as well as possible even though she did not know much.

" Don't want Nisa, Umi can be alone. Nak Nisa go to the room, take a break. Must be tired all day learning memorization until no afternoon break" said Fatimah told Nisa to rest.

" No papa umi, still late afternoon to rest. Let Nisa help you, umi?" ask Annisa while helping to arrange the side dishes and vegetables that have just been cooked by Fatimah.

" How was that memorization, smoothly?" ask Fatimah.

" O apparently umi ya who help Mariyem this, ihh cheat. Zam who gave me his job even helped him." said Azzam arrived to enter the kitchen.

" My name is Nisa, according to our bet if I can memorize ustadz not entitled to call Nisa Mariyem again, understand!!" tukas Annisa glaring at Azzam.

" Yes Zam, do not accuse indiscriminately, ntar become slander. Umi just his memorization, the rest is nak Nisa herself who memorizes." said umi Fatimah defending Annisa.

" Mi, the umi boy is Zam or this cute girl anyway. Ever since he came Umi always muji muji he kept. Though looking forward to Shafa too, he was a grumpy jutek mah judes too." Azzam grumbled passed away leaving the kitchen.

Umi Fatimah smiled to see the son who looked upset and passed away.

Fatimah treated Annisa as her own daughter. Even the kindness of the pesantren's mother was the same as Nisa's biological mother, and that made Nisa able to resist the longing of both parents.

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The little family of Kyai Waffiq that night was enjoying dinner together, almost every hour of this family meal looks compact eating together.

A friendly, simple and simple family. But inside there is a lot of love and tenderness.

Without a word to say, they enjoyed dinner together, after dinner with Azzam back to teach in the princess class.

" Umi, abi Azzam. Assalamu'alaikum." said Azzam after dinner. Move to the reading room to pick up books and books.

Annisa went out to breathe fresh air, while sitting on a swing in front of the house, next to the Azzam reading room.

While coming out of the reading room, Azzam saw Annisa who was sitting on a swing while memorizing a short letter in a soft voice, but was able to be heard by Azzam's ears.

" Yem Yem, my name is Annisa. Ustadz songong." Reply Annisa got up from her seat, chasing Azzam's steps.

"Auwww.." Azzam choked spontaneously as his arm was bitten by Annisa from behind.

" Crazy child, sick woiiii." cried Azzam again grinning in pain, rubbing his shoulder.

" Who told you to call me Yem Yem continue, it is difficult to call me Nisa." said Annisa sharpened her gaze glared at Azzam.

Azzam did not want to lose, pegged his hands girl who had made him upset, without hitting the skin of Annisa.

" Deliver !" annisa shouted in revolt, but her efforts failed. Azzam managed to bring Annisa into the santriwati class that was about to start.

" Assalamu'alaikum night everything" Azzam said as he entered the classroom.

" Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullaahi wabarakaatuh, good night Ustadz." reply all the santriwati who are there.

The whole santriwati smiled to see the ustadz entering the classroom while holding Annisa's hand.

Aware of all the santriwati's gazes on her, Azzam took Annisa's hand off just like that. And all the santriwati laughed boisterously.

" Ustadz is compatible with Nisa. When is the ustadz? he he he he." said Nur membain teasing Azzam.

The handsome white face like to the araban was instantly turned red like a boiled crab. Shame on the students.

Annisa saw Azzam's face flushed in shame, she stood up while holding a smile.

" You stand beside me !!" azzam orders ketus and flat.

" Cie so sweet ustadz, do not want to separate from mbak Nisa." ledek Siti.

" It's over, let's open your book!! let's continue the last lesson yesterday !!" azzam said his face looked nervous.

" As long as you know, we're not a couple. Hiiii... amit amit lah I want to be with him, can be miserable my life." timpal Annisa no less ketus.

The santriwati again laughed at Annisa's words. Azzam shook his head to hear the words of the girl he had helped and his hands began to open the pages of the book to be conveyed to the santriwati.

And that night, Annisa was sentenced to accompany Azzam to teach in Santriwati class while standing next to Azzam.

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