HIJAIYAH LOVE
Haru Blue Azzam and Annisa

When the accident that hit Annisa occurred, a few days after her, Linda accidentally came to visit Nisa, while trying to take the heart and empathy of Azzam.

And at the same time, from a distance Linda saw Azzam who was walking along with the doctor, entering the doctor's room who treated Annisa.

From here Linda knows all the conditions of Nisa. It is said that it is less likely to get pregnant again.

After Azzam came out of the doctor's room, he saw Linda standing outside, eavesdropping on her conversation with the doctor.

Azzam pretended not to see Linda, but this woman tried to take the opportunity by pretending to care and sorry for the circumstances that befell Annisa. But apparently it's all just Linda's trickery.

This woman used the secret as a weapon to destroy the household of Azzam and Annisa.

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" Assalamu'alaikum, dear I'm home" Azzam said as he walked into the house.

The woman who had just finished performing the ashar prayer also opened the face that was worn while answering, saying,

" wa'alaikumussalam warahmatullaahi wabarakatuh, just returned home mas."

Azzam approached Nisa, then hugged Nisa's body tightly. Without a word or a word, the young man, nicknamed the pole, laid his head in Nisa's arms.

" Why Azzam? mas sick?" tanya Nisa stuck her hand to her husband's eel.

Azzam just shook his head, "let the mas lean and hug you for a moment."

Like a cat longing for her mother's caress, Nisa caresses and rubs her husband's head full of warmth.

Shortly after feeling satisfied to spill his fatigue, Azzam draped both hands to the neck of Nisa.

" Thank you for being my greatest woman today, I'm sorry I couldn't stand up for you or protect you, but I'm pretty sure an Annisa would be able to deal with a cheap Linda."

azzam said as he floated a kiss on Nisa's forehead.

Annisa smiled, she understood the meaning of the husband's conversation. In the face of the beautiful netra of Azzam, there is a beautiful smile that makes the aura of the beauty of an Annisa more radiated.

" Ana uhibbuka fillah." a romantic word that came out of Nisa's lips, making Azzam more and more fell in love with the woman of his tribe.

" Nisa was very grateful and lucky, met with a priest who was extraordinary love, patience and obedience. Thank you for making Nisa as the only woman in Azzam's life, even though I know women in front of this mas, no longer perfect."

the crystal clear granules began to breed from the corner of Nisa's eye peluhan, when saying the sentence.

It was a shock that Azzam heard it, feeling slapped. " Did Nisa know my conversation with Linda." Azzam murmured implied a question mark in her heart.

Nisa was still developing her smile, looking at the man before her who looked puzzled.

" Mas no need to make a show covering all of Nisa again, I already know the truth about my condition after the accident mas." Nisa timpal back.

Nisa took off Azzam's embrace, walking towards the drawer in the room. He pulled out the drawer and took out an envelope containing his medical records.

Azzam stuttered as he saw the light blue envelope in his wife's hand.

" O God why am I so careless. I should have hidden it even more closely or I would have burned it." murmured Azzam cursed his folly.

" At her meeting Azzam covered her from Nisa. In the end God will lead Nisa to know this truth. At first Nisa was disappointed with Azzam, but after a long time I thought, Nisa realized must be doing it because of the great love and affection of Nisa." timpal Annisa whose tears could not be weaved anymore.

Nisa hugged the woman whose body was trembling crying in front of her. Unable to see Nisa's tears spilled, Azzam knelt before his wife.

The blue hilarious atmosphere occurred in Azzam's room, the young couple similarly sobbed, and Azzam cried to his knees in Nisa's arms.

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A bright morning, a new atmosphere, that day the first day Rangga set foot on the Al Azhar campus.

There is a sense of pride in him being able to learn here. All young girls who attend school there look polite and friendly.

In a short time Rangga had made a friend who was also both from Indonesia, and this young man was named Ihsanudin.

Ihsanudin was a student whose room was next to Rangga's.

" How was the first day of college here, Akhwan?" Ihsan asked as he walked along with Rangga.

" Alhamdulillah very happy brother, here all friends are friendly and friendly friends." replied Rangga.

" Call me Ihsan, don't be too formal." Ihsan tapped Rangga on the shoulder.

" But Ihsan is more senior here than I am." Rangga smiled back at Ihsan.

" Just relax, oh yeah are you the brother of ukhty Safa?" ask Ihsan

" I'm sorry Ihsan, we happen to know each other, and have met several times." said Rangga.

Ihsan was a little worried about hearing Rangga's words. If Rangga's answer was Safa's brother, then Ihsan would be able to breathe a sigh of relief. At least his chance to get to know Safa will be more wide open.

" Oh kirain he's my brother." said Ihsan smiling blandly.

Rangga entered his classroom and started taking classes for the first time. Although initially a little less understanding, but the nature of Rangga who is not shy to ask makes it easier to digest the material delivered by lecturers. After the lecturer patiently explained what was not understood by Rangga at that time.

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At the Azzam residence, the couple was cooking for dinner.

" Dear is getting smarter day by day and cooking." praise Azzam who is tasting food made by Annisa.

" It's also a pity that Nisa's teaching me to cook every day" Annisa said with a sweet smile.

Azzam chuckled as he pinched Nisa's cheek,

" it could have been a pity. "typal Azzam tickled the waist of the wife.

" Auw stop stop, stop mas ticklish tofu. Later we will not be dinner because Nisa can not hold amused. This is mas tata at the table, Nisa just fried the fish for a while" said Annisa thrusting a dish she just finished making.

Azzam arranged Nisa's cooking on the table, and took the tableware. That night, even with a simplicity, Azzam prepared a romantic dinner with his wife.

A few small candles were lit, and arranged on the table. Even Azzam also prepared accompanying music for his dinner with Annisa.

Azzam deliberately changed his daily clothes with a slightly formal outfit that night. After Annisa finished cooking, Azzam closed his eyes, led him to the room, giving a surprise that is a new model of Muslim dress. He bought it after school.

That night Azzam and Annisa looked very harmonious, like the king and queen of the night were both. Although only with simple menu dishes, but Azzam managed to turn it into a romantic dinner that memorable. Both equally enjoy the music played by Azzam as a complement to Candle light dinner that night. Romantic full impression in a simplicity.

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SERIATE......