HIJAIYAH LOVE
Small Quarrels in the Morning

" It must be that Nisa's sister is an extraordinary person, capable of conquering the heart of Azzam's sister. I can't wait to see my sister-in-law tomorrow."

safa Gumam.

At night at the Kyai Waffiq residence, dinner looks very crowded. Babbles and jokes Safa laughs, making the atmosphere instantly become boisterous.

Even Nur and his friends, when they heard the news of Safa's arrival, immediately visited the Kyai's residence.

" Assalamu'alaikum." said Nur and friends.

" Wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullaahi wabarakatuh, what are you doing here at night?" sahut Azzam from his reading room.

" Eh Ustadz Azzam, sorry we came here, deliberately wanted to find Neng Safa mas. We heard Neng Safa just came, so we went straight to Islam." said Nur menimpali.

Hearing the noise outside the house, Safa came out. Wonder what's going on.

" Nur. uh you're all here. I miss it so much." Safa immediately embraced the embul body of Nur, her childhood friend.

" We just heard Neng Safa came home, so we came here soon. We also miss very much." said Nur representing his comrades.

All Santriwati who were standing on the terrace of the house were welcome to enter and sit by Safa.

All told one by one, the more the atmosphere becomes boisterous, many will laugh. Not infrequently even ridicule and bully each other. They told stories until they were not felt until late at night.

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The shine of light in the morning radiates its own beauty, accompanied by the sound of birdsong and the chanting of morning sholawat santriwan santriwati when welcoming the arrival of a beautiful morning.

At a boarding school that was always filled with laughter and to the friendly of the house, now the young man who had just performed the Dhuha prayer, had just come out of his room.

The man is Azzam, yes that morning Azzam already looks neat with cassual clothes. It looks more relaxed than usual. Even the scent of Azzam's signature perfume, rippled throughout the living room.

" Hemmm is very fragrant, neat too. Tumben tumbenan nih anak umi neat and this whole bull morning." chirped umi Fatimah meledek his eldest son.

" Ih umi what the heck, why so the Han's fear." said Azzam Manyun.

" Safa where mi, must still be dancing." asked Azzam to the mother.

Umi Fatimah sat next to Azzam, calling her youngest daughter.

" Safa cepetan son, your brother is already impatient anymore." ledek umi Fatimah.

" O Lord, who cannot wait who tries. Ihhh umi is getting more and more contagious Han nih. It seems like Zam needs to send Han to his hometown, let's stop bringing bad influences here." said Azzam flatly, a little annoyed without any expression on his face.

Hanafi, who was about to have breakfast at Kyai Waffiq's house, immediately answered the words of Azzam, his cousin.

" What's up Zam, morning has already killed people's children. Why ?? don't you like it I'm closer to Safa??" cerocos Hanafis.

This young man also said as if he was sniffling.

" Yes, I want to send you to your hometown. Let's not bring bad influence to Umi and also Safa. " Azzam still does not want to lose the debate.

" You Han, sit down. Already Han lamented, Do not make the grooms emotions continue, let not be tense after H Han's day." said umi Fatimah joking, laughing at her eldest son.

" So on, you guys are happy to see Zam upset. Yes, Zam just entered the room, not so to Nisa's house." reply Zam put on a sullen and upset face.

" It's just kokambek Zam, umi sama Han is just kidding. "timpal umi Fatimah.

In the heart of this middle-aged woman wanted to laugh loudly, looking at the expression of her eldest son. But detained, do not want the eldest son getting upset and angry.

Before long Safa came out of her room, dressed in black Syar'i, plus her niqab.

" Yes umi Safa is ready, yuk kak Zam we leave." cried Safa who stood in front of umi Fatimah.

" It's a long time" said Azzam as he walked out. But before that he shook hands, saying goodbye to Fatimah. Followed by Safa.

Meanwhile Hanafi tried to stop their steps. " How to go directly, from there I wait for you to make breakfast with you. Even go straight to the road." said Hanafi.

" Well, Han said, don't wait for breakfast, let's have breakfast for a minute!!" umi Fatimah.

Azzam turned his body towards the dining table followed by another. Hanafi, Safa, umi Fatimah and the new Kyai Waffiq descend from Dhuha prayers.

" You guys this is why, every time the work gathers noisily continues. And you Zam, do not be like that, soon you will be a priest of a wife. So be gentle, do not be like this, throw away your flat face and cold attitude. Treat nak Nisa well, Abi just as umi does not want to until abi's daughter-in-law later complains about your cold nature, change it !!"

Sela Kyai Waffiq before starting breakfast.

Azzam nodded in response to his Abi orders. And everyone enjoyed breakfast together that morning.

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" Azzam's sister is really in love with Nisa ?" asked Safa who was sitting next to her sister, who was focused on driving the car.

" Yes." answered Azzam flatly and briefly.

" God, my brother, very short answer. Instead of telling the cake, how did your process begin to meet until marriage."

moaning Safa patted her own eel.

" Nothing is fun, it's normal. Since when did Safa become the business of people. Start to infect the Han all nih." said Azzam cuek.

" Yes already brother if brother Zam does not want to tell a story. Later Safa will also get a story from sister Nisa." reply Safa sing her lips a sign of frowning and again upset.

Azzam glanced at the face of his sister covered by the niqab. Ayu face and full of softness.

Satisfied to see the brother who had rambled at length and finally ended up pouting because annoyed by Azzam's flat attitude.

Azzam's black car has arrived in Annisa's courtyard. And there appeared a girl who was eleven twelve posture with her sister, was watering flowers in the garden in front of the house Amir.

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