HIJAIYAH LOVE
Surprised Rangga See Annisa Return

The hour of rest had arrived, after completing her delayed task and piling up, Annisa immediately rushed to find Sinta her sidekick.

Sinta is still in the classroom waiting for the lecturer who has not finished explaining the material. All the female students seemed to start yawning, a sign of being very tired with the course that day, as well as Sinta.

" OK until here, if there is something that is not clear please ask. If there is no class we end" said the lecturer.

No one raised their hands to ask, so the lecturer immediately left the class, carrying a pile of maps in his hands.

The girl who looked tangled with fatigue, Seusai took the class, walked out of the classroom, Annisa who hid behind the door arrived to surprise Sinta.

" Dorrr.." Annisa's voice shocked Sinta.

" Eh think dong if ngagetin people, pretentious to know anyway." said Sinta half sewot, feeling shocked.

Upset at being surprised Sinta left without seeing who had just surprised her.

" You sure don't want to see me. Yes, I've left again." said Annisa trying to stop her best friend's steps.

" It seems familiar to me." muttered Sinta, starting to stop her steps.

Annisa's best friend turned to the source of the voice, walking closer full of curiosity.

Arriving right in front of Annisa who was wearing the covered hijab, Sinta saw all over Annisa's body from top to bottom. His face began to approach looking into Annisa's eyes.

While Annisa in her heart already wanted to laugh out loud, seeing the behavior of her cute friend.

" Oh Allah Sinta this I Nisa temen you, time does not recognize me anyway." said Annisa pinching both cheeks Sinta.

" Auwww.... sick to know, eh really you're Nisa? "

" The same sound of the eyes is similar, but the time yes Nisa my best friend changed drastically like this." said Sinta back.

No matter Sinta believed it or not, Nisa immediately hugged the body of her best friend tightly. " Uuuuu,."

Closely closed Sinta's body, until Sinta felt out of breath.

" O Allah, this is Nisa, my super judes friend. Alhamdulillah O Allah have You returned my barbaric minister." this time Sinta who changed tightly clutched the body of Annisa.

The two hugged each other to remove the kangen, after days separated by circumstances. Sinta wept as her lips continued to thank God for the return of her best friend.

After releasing each other, these two friends sat in front of Sinta's class. Annisa told a long story about the incident that happened to her some time yesterday.

Rangga and Leo, who were still wondering if the covered hijab girl was Annisa, seemed to be eavesdropping on Annisa and Sinta's conversation from the bush near Sinta's class.

" That's the story Sin, thank God for the terrible events of that time, God changed the course of my life and changed me so that I became what you see now" said Annisa holding Sinta's hand.

" O dear God, it turns out that once the story, the pantesan om Amir forbid me to tell anyone about the news of your disappearance. Apparently that jerk is the one who acted. Honey, let's get back at them, don't let them wander around our campus." said Sinta full of emotion, his clenched hands punching his left hand.

Annisa who used to be known as cuek judes jutek or even bar bar, this time looks different.

" Sinta, we should not and should not take revenge on them. Instead I am very grateful to Rangga, thanks to him God has changed the destiny of my life. From me a barbarian girl, arbitrarily - mena, now able to be directed to know who my creator, the owner of this body is the real." said Annisa soft and polite.

" Anga, baby, by the way they don't know if you're alive, and now it's coming up, what if they kidnap you again." Sinta said again.

" Sinta Denger ya my talk, I'm sure they will not dare to do it again, given the threat you have given." replied Annisa.

" God is good indeed lu Nis." said Sinta.

Rangga and Leo had heard all Nisa's words. For a moment both of them fell silent behind the bushes on the edge of Sinta's class.

Suddenly Rangga came out of hiding and approached the two girls who had just finished bereriita.

" My sorry nisa, punish me, or report to the police may also be, but please forgive all the mistakes I've done to you" said Rangga insulted. His eyes were filled with regret.

" Eh jerk, how dare you come here. Go no, or I screamed let you get thumped." threatening Sinta who looks furious, seeing the presence of Rangga and Leo who arrived arrived.

Sinta was even about to scream loudly for help, but Nisa's hands went out and closed Sinta's mouth tightly with her palms.

" Nothing to forgive, go !! let's just say we're even. Don't ever interrupt my life again." Annisa passed by and pulled Sinta's hand, leaving two men filled with remorse.

" Pliss Nisa I'm sorry, I'm willing to give up the rest of my life as long as you're sorryin." shouted Rangga unconcerned with several pairs of eyes that were watching him.

Keep going and keep going, the two girls went to the library. Heedless of Rangga's screams.

In the library room, a familiar figure for this new Nisa. Sitting facing the laptop with a pile of books on the table.

Nisa is stunned to say hello, but she is hesitant and afraid that all her friends will know about her relationship with the lecturer.

" Let's sit there." exclaimed Sinta pointed towards Azzam who was staring at the laptop screen.

Nisa sculpted, rejecting Sinta's invitation. Until their voices made some visitors look in their direction.

Likewise, Azzam spontaneously looked at the two girls who stood staring while noisy, making the peace of the readers disturbed for a moment.

Nisa bowed her body apologizing to all the visitors, then went to choose to sit in a corner that looks more lonely.

Azzam paused from staring at his laptop looking for the presence of a girl figure who managed to make it melt.

Between yes and no, in his heart Azzam muttered to greet his future wife. But circumstances do not permit it.

And that afternoon they were silent as if they did not know each other sitting far apart and raging with their own thoughts.

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