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Introductions

Hilda Maulidya is a beautiful 20-year-old girl who is studying at one of the boarding schools. Hilda only lives with her brother and father.

While the mother had long died, Hilda herself entered the boarding school at the wishes of her brother, who did not want her sister to fall into promiscuity out there.

Hilda is also one of the ndalem servants in the pesantren.

Hilda is a santri trust Ummi khadijah wife of the owner of the pesantren. Hilda who is known to be diligent, polite, cheerful and obedient was able to make Umm Khadijah love her like her own child.

No one knows except the owner of his heart. It turns out that Hilda had fallen in love with a young man whom she always called "Gus.

His love is always kept tight in his heart, let this feeling remain in his heart. Although he knew it was impossible, he was always sure that the Creator would never be impossible.

At this time he can only pray and leave everything to the owner of the heart, karna no one will know the heart will be longing or adrift on anyone so Hilda's heart. Even if he does not know if it will be reciprocated or not.

Muhammad Afnan Al - Farizi.

Or often called gus Afnan.Young 25 years old with a sharp nose, white skin, and a charming smile. He was the first child of the owner of the boarding school where Hilda studied.

He had completed his study in one of the Quranic boarding schools, after graduating gus Afnan decided to go home and choose to teach at his parents' boarding school while practicing the knowledge he got.

Gus Afnan who is busy taking care of pesantren he does not think too much about the couple.

He thought if it was time he would have a partner, and besides his age was young. Her parents always asked her when she was ready to get married.

Until one afternoon, when Hilda passed through the madrasah she accidentally saw the gus Afnan who was teaching the students.

From a considerable distance he noticed gus Afnan who was teaching. With a roaring chest he said inwardly

"Shall this nobody say your name in my prayer ?" he said in his heart.

Aware of what he had just done he immediately distinguished himself, because he looked at what was not his mahram. He also passed by choosing to go and sit in the park which is in the santriwati cottage area and sit on one of the chairs in the park.

He raised his head to see the creation of the power of the vast blue stretch of the sky, not to forget the dhikr that always speaks from his beautiful lips. He closed his eyes for a while feeling a gust of wind that was so cool without him feeling a clear liquid slowly descending from his beautiful eyes.

And his lips murmured.

"Rabb, is it wrong for me to keep this feeling in my heart, is it wrong for me to always say his name in every prayer" he said with his eyes closed.

Fifteen minutes passed, the sound of the ashar adhan from the loudspeaker in the mosque disperse his daydream he rushed to leave the park to return to his room to perform the congregational ashar prayer. And for this taste let it be this feeling that it is quiet until the time comes and determine whether this feeling will be reciprocated or will only be a feeling that it is reserved.

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