HIJAIYAH LOVE
Azzam and Rangga Debate for the Second Time
" Dear Nisa didn't go to college, son?" devi shouted, thinking the princess was still not awake.
The mother went upstairs to see her only child, Devi knocked on the door of Annisa's room that was not locked, but there was no answer.
" Anisa, son, aren't you in college?" call Devi.
Czech....Devi opened the door to Annisa's room and apparently the girl was performing Dhuha prayers.
" Subhanallah..thank you O Allah." muttered Devi amazed and fragrant to see the obedience of Annisa at this time.
Devi sat on Annisa's bed waiting for her daughter after Dhuha prayers.
" Yes ma, what's wrong?" tanya Annisa opened the face worn after praying.
" Nisa didn't go to college, son?" ask Devi back
" Kok ma lecture, Nisa leaves at eleven, there is only one course." replied Annisa stood up and kissed the hand of the mother.
" Breakfast first dear, papa left first earlier, there was a meeting outside the office" said Devi
" Yes ma, let's go ." Nisa went down the stairs and headed for the living room.
While Devi is still in the princess room. " Every morning this room is always a mess when he wakes up. But now Subhanallah everything has changed, everything is neatly arranged." said the middle-aged woman, without feeling the details of clear crystals pooling in her eyeballs.
Satisfied to see the condition of Annisa's room one by one, Devi was back down.
After breakfast, Nisa went to the front garden to water the flowers that had been done by Devi's task, caring for and watering the plant.
Dert..dert.Anisa's phone lying on the table eating ring, Devi grabbed the phone, and apparently the name listed is Azzam.
" Nisa nak Azzam called." cried Devi calling Annisa who was busy playing water, watering plants.
" Just pick up ma, say Annisa's busy, or leave a message." Annisa said.
" Sorry son Azzam, Nisa is watering the plants, what is the need, son? said Nisa can leave a message later definitely Nisa reply." said Devi answered Azzam's phone call.
" Yes, thank you, Azzam just wanted to say he would stop by shortly before leaving for campus. Umi left something for Nisa."
sahut Azzam from behind the phone screen.
" All right, son, you'll tell me." Devi replied, then ended the voice call from Azzam.
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All the plants have been watered and returned fresh, some plants are elongated and irregular leaves have looked neat, Annisa cut and tidy it.
" What does the pole say?" asked Annisa sitting on the front porch, Annisa's question made Devi shocked.
" Hussti.... Nisa can't call a future husband that. Son Azzam said in a moment to stop by, there is a seat from your in-laws." said Devi.
" Azzam is called the North Pole. His sister just called him Ice cool, and all his students called him polar lecturer. Wrong he himself ma, so a very cold person, a two-door refrigerator just lost the same cold as Azzam." chirped Annisa answer sekhenya.
Devi shook her head, "That's them, Nisa can't follow the pole call as well as dong." Devi said.
Both of them back together and joking. Sometimes Devi also advised Annisa not to be too judes to her future husband.
" Yes it depends on Azzam as well ma, if he is cold during the yes Nisa kalem, and soft. "Anisa protest.
" It must be a pity, throw away all stubbornness, judes and your jutek. Poor son Azzam later, if you continue to be questioned and in the gass continue to be the same as you with babble and pedes you." sidelines Devi.
" Mama is not fair, what is now defended by her daughter-in-law, mama is no longer dear to Nisa." Nisa pretends to sulk at Devi.
" It's not so dear, I mean the mama, so that your relationship will last until death separates" said Devi pinching the nose pointed Annisa.
Soon a car that was no stranger to seeing, was entering the courtyard of Amir Syah Alam house.
The man who was neat with a navy long shirt was coming down from the car, carrying a paper bag containing a cake made by umi Fatimah.
Nisa and Devi, who were sitting on the terrace, stood up to welcome the arrival of Azzam.
" Assalamu'alaikum ma , Nisa" said Azzam kissed the back of his mother-in-law's hand.
" Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullaahi wabarakatuh, morning son Azzam, let's go in son !!" exclaim Devi let in.
Annisa just stood sculpting, received a paper bag from Azzam, not much to say.
" What time does Nisa leave ? or we are all together" said Azzam.
" No need, Nisa can go alone kok mas." - timpal Annisa refused.
" All right, I'll go first. Mari ma, Azzam left first." said Azzam then returned to his car and passed away leaving the yard of Amir's house.
After Azzam's departure, Nisa prepares to leave for campus. And that afternoon he wore a Salem-colored robe.
" Ma Nisa departs . Assalamu'alaikum."
Nisa immediately started the engine of her car. At a moderate pace, the Salem-colored hijab-wearing girl crossed the streets of M city, heading for campus.
A very hot afternoon, plus a slightly crowded street, made Nisa forced to line up to break the traffic jam, to get to campus immediately.
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A bright red sports car entered the campus parking lot, after nearly an hour of breaking the streets through traffic.
Nisa gets out of the car, and rushes to walk towards the class, as the class is about to begin.
A pair of eyes that had just come out of the 'class, were watching Annisa's footsteps.
From a distance the eyes were incessant, not even blinking at all. This pair of beautiful eyes was none other than that of lecturer Azzam Muwaffiqi.
Still filled with remorse and wanting to apologize directly from Annisa, the girl he had hurt, Rangga intercepted back Annisa.
" Assalamu'alaikum, Nisa plis please stop, and just listen to me this time." pinta Rangga said.
" Wa'alaikumussalam" replied Annisa without stopping her big move.
The Salem-colored hijab girl just kept going, as well as Rangga did not want to lose, just continued to follow in Nisa's footsteps.
" Apparently my threat, does not make you deterred ya Rangga. Okay if that's what you want." murmured Azzam clenched his hands together.
This polar lecturer also approached Rangga who was following Annisa.
While the girl on her tail was not aware if her future husband was burning jealous, following Rangga from behind.
" Stop Rangga, you come with me to the office right now !!" exclaiming Azzam raised his intonation.
Nisa was automatically startled, suddenly a big voice shouted behind her.
Rangga did not want to lose, this young man also denied the orders of the lecturer.
" Please don't interfere in my affairs, I won't leave before Annisa says, have forgiven me. If Nisa says it directly from her mouth, then I promise I will not disturb the future wife of the father." replied Rangga began to carry emotions.
Azzam felt provoked by the soul of his behavior when he heard Rangga's words, as if ignoring his threat.
Annisa herself felt annoyed, because again Rangga continued to bother her. Not letting it free for a moment.
The girl in Salem color sighed "Hear yes, Mr. Rangga Adijaya, I am Annisa Rahmadania, have forgiven everything you have ever done to me, so please from this moment on don't ever disturb my life again, because meeting you is a disaster" Annisa said.
And the girl went to class, ignoring Azzam's presence, leaving Rangga there.
Hearing all the words of the woman who soon will be mengalalkannya, then Azzam was proud, and he returned to the office with a sense of relief, even when he arrived in the office, Azzam smiled his own smile. Satisfied with the answer of an Annisa Rahmadhania.
Between the relief and pain, felt by Rangga back then, on the one hand, she felt relieved, Annisa had forgiven everything. But on the other hand he seemed to lose something that did not know what it was. And made his heart ache and sick.
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