Hijrah the Rebel Girl
Zina eye?

“But what eye gaze is umi?” Tanya Miss.

“Umi has one story for you” Umi Ira said. Miss frowned, but she focused on looking at Umi Ira. “ There used to be a girl who wore niqob, her whole body was neatly closed, only her eyes were not closed.

One day the girl came out of the house, she accidentally met a man. The man was fascinated by the girl's eyes, the more he looked at the more fascinated he was, he was passionate and intended to meet the girl.

He found out where the girl's house was. He was fascinated by the girl's beautiful eyes. When he found out where the girl lived. He wanted to come and ask the girl. He went to the girl's house.

When in front of the house he met with a middle-aged lung, then he said he wanted to meet a girl who wore niqob. Then the middle-aged lung woman went to see the girl.

The girl came down the stairs to ask who wanted to see her. He bowed his head as he looked at the man in front of him, then he asked. “Afwan, what's wrong looking for ana?” Ask slowly.

The man stood up from his seat, smilingly looking at the girl he was looking for in front of him.

“i I want to recognize you. I want to propose to you.” He said without hesitation.

The girl was surprised, she had not met this man, she did not even know what the man's name was. “What is the reason I want to propose to me?” Ask the girl slowly.

“Because I like your eyes. Your eyes are very beautiful and sterling like a heavenly angel.” Said the man honestly.

The girl went deeper and deeper. “If so. Akhi wait here” His words raspy.

The man simply smiled as he sat back down to wait for the girl to return. He waited a long time but the girl never saw him. A moment later, it was not the girl who met him, but the middle-aged woman who met him when he met in front.

The middle-aged lung woman was carrying a tray covered in black cloth, “Sorry sir. This is taken from our miss.” she replied scared as well as shaking.

Sontak made the man stand up and took the nampa. Is he confused about that?. Why didn't the girl directly give him. Long thought he opened the tray. His hands shook, his eyes widened, the tray fell on the carpet. He grimaced and shouted hysterically staring at it.

The contents of the tray were the eyes of the girl. He gave the eye because he was afraid that the eye became adultery, he was afraid that the eye made people love him, he wanted someone to ask him for love because of God!.” Umi Ira's story at length.

I don't feel like I miss being swept up in that story. It was as if his soul was sucked away into the drift where the story happened. Until Umi Ira's voice made her come to her senses.

“till here you understand?” Ask Umi Ira.

Longed to gulp his soul and nod. His mind drifted. ‘would he be such a noble person on the sidelines of his age?. Thinking about it made him sad.

“Yaudah if we get together yuk. It's time to teach.”Umi Ira said. “Kids are waiting for the dimusholah. Come on,”Take it while pulling Miss's hand.

Missing to follow Umi Ira's lead, the mushola was quite large, only the situation was a little concerning. Plus dozens of children there make Missing. His hand was pulled by Umi Ira to sit beside him. He landed his hip next to Umi Ira.

Their show sounds melodious starting from iqra’ amma and Al-Qur’an. They eagerly recited the holy Arabian hurup. Until the voice of one of them makes Miss into the spotlight. “Kak Rindu njai?” Ask.

Umi Ira looked at Miss. “You can njai?” Ask fear.

Miss smiling thinly and nodding. Then Umi Ira gave Al-Qur’an to Rindu.

‘what's right Miss never kill and often do evil’ his inner.

Everyone heard and lived the line of voices Missing. That Umi Ira shed her tears because it was too washed away in the chanting of the holy verse of Longing. When Rindu had finished his reading he looked at Umi Ira smiling “Already Mi.” Speaks Lightly.

“Your voice is really good, son. Who did you learn with?” Ask Umi Ira.

“It's great.” Answer the children simultaneously

Longs downcast. “Sama Umi and Abi Rindu.” Answer slowly.

“Wah. means your parents are very good at paying, replied Umi Ira enthusiastically.

Miss smiling miris. “Iya Mi. Umi's voice is very good Abi. Even the voice of njai Rindu lost away from them” Answered Miss sadly. “When Miss time was small, Missu was very difficult to learn naji, Rindu sampek always hit, even Miss's mouth was never stuffed with cloth gasket. He said if he couldn't pay better not being able to talk all together. There is no point in your voice if you can not njai.” said Miss sad when she remembers all those things.

Yes, considering how sad his lips to bleed because they were force-fed with cloth by his parents because they could not teach and not serious. He remembered how sick Abinya hit him with rattan when he was lazy to teach and all worship.

Therefore, he chose to stay away from Umi and Abinya so that he was not too sinful because he was defiant to parents. But it turns out that with him out of his house he got a greater sin, even he entered the abyss of hell that he had never thought of before.

Umi Ira looked at Mute Miss. He patted Miss's back. “Umi used to be the same Abi Rindu maksain Rindu to be hafidz, but Rindu do not like memorizing, Miss does not want to spend time kayak gitu” Lenguluh Rindu.

“Umi same Abi you are not at all wrong. With your hard nature makes them not give up on educating you in worship, son. He always tries to keep you close to Allah.” Umi Ira replied firmly.

“If you think Umi and Abi you are hard. You should be thankful that they love you. They don't want your mouth, your voice can't teach you at all. You see the results, you can teach very well. Try to see Umi.” Umi Ira held onto Miss's shoulder.

Missing to face Umi Ira. All the children will be witnesses. “You know why Umi and Abi you told you to memorize the Quran’an and always beribada?” Ask Umi Ira.

I miss just being quiet and not answering. He continued to look at Umi Ira. “ because Umi you want you to go to heaven, because Umi and Abi you do not want to see you go to hell. They want you to be useful for religion.who does not want a child sholeha son?.” Umi Ira's voice was choked. He even explained it by crying. I miss feeling guilty to her parents. Not that he hated his parents, but because he did not like all that but his parents always forced their will to make life longing depressed.

“Your parents want you to get the crown from rosullullah. You will get the best place on the side of Allah if you can memorize the Qur’an. Not to mention glory when you got 7 cloaks to give to whoever you want. You're gonna give that robe to both of your people. You give the most beautiful gift for your parents in the form of heaven, who you love the robe will enter heaven son. Therefore your mother wants you to memorize the Qur'an’an. The value of God will not be able to match the world of any small thing. Even Quran memorizers get their own tenpat from Allah SWT.” Umi Ira said in tears. He was very sorry Miss ignored the education of his parents, he was very sorry how stupid Miss.

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