I AM YOU AND ISLAM
CHAPTER 32
“Come sit down first.” Fizhan carried the fat man's body to the gazebo. “Known this brother Irene temen father. He will learn njai with us here.” Explain further.
“Hah? Learn njai?”
“Iya.”
“This brother can not njai yet? Ahahahaha.” Azzam laughed with satisfaction.
Ck shit! Irene screamed in her heart. He really thought that this would happen. That one crumb boy really can't keep his mouth.
“Hei Azzam! Watch your. It's not good to laugh at others. You used to be the first time to come here also can not teach, right?” Goody! Fizhan made a defense for Irene.
“Kor dong sir, I was a kid. Is it people? Uda gedeeee.”
“Astagafirullah. Zam, Allah SWT. said in QS. Al-Hujurat:11 which means ‘Hai of the believers, let not one group of men humble another group, may the one who is laughed at be better than them. And do not also a group of women denigrate other groups, it may be that the denigrated is better’. Well, so you can't underestimate Irene who currently still can't read the Qur’an because not necessarily the underestimated it is worse than us.” Fizhan explained at length.
The boy who was treated with advice also lowered his head a sign of guilt. All this time he had never thought if he wanted to talk about anything to others, even if it would offend those who heard.
Irene was too. He who does not know what Fizhan said can only listen in silence. There was a bit of pride and satisfaction in his heart over the man's defense, but on the other hand he was also in a fog and was afraid that Fizhan would discuss this with the two of them deeply. Huft where he knows that.
“Ya already then you immediately apologize to sister Irene.” The man in the shade reopened his voice.
Azzam was soon dead. He raised his right hand while putting on a sad face. The girl who was given the treatment also immediately shook Azzam's hand as a sign of peace between the two of them.
“Maafin Azzam yes sis.”
“Iya. Don't repeat again yes.”
“Hihi rasain you fat!” Inner Irene laughed in satisfaction.
Mercifully. The two human children had made peace with each other. This is His Hidayah, given to them both through Fizhan. Hopefully after this there will be no curses coming out of the balloon boy.
“Ya already let's start.” Fizhan picked up two small books containing Hijaiyah letters.
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A tall man has landed a pair of legs in a house dominated by ivory. Actually he was very reluctant to come here, but what? His girl threatened not to give daily rations if he did not immediately comply.
Tok to tok.
“Hey darling. Finally you came too.” Lyora's smile expanded from within.
“Is anyone at home?”
“No. Login.”
Both of them shuffled in and sat on a black sofa made of leather. Lyora rests her head on Sam's chest and immediately starts her chat.
“Are you really going to college on campus A?”
“Iya.”
“Since when did you have that plan?”
“I don't know either. I just want to be there, why?”
“Did you decide after finding out that your girl also went to college there?”
“Which girl?”
“Irene.”
The deg!
Sam's eyes bought a sign of disbelief. How could her lover know that Irene was there too? Ck! It could be bad if Lyora found out.
“Do you not know before?”
“No darling. Uh! What's in it for me anyway?”
“Do not pretend to be stupid, you must be happy because you will often meet him, right?”
“I would be much happier to meet my own lover than any other girl.” The leafy jambang tried to seduce.
“Really I am very suspicious of your relationship!”
“Hei hey hey. What makes you suspicious of Hem? Don't you know that my heart is only for you?”
“I don't want you to meet him like last-then.”
“No dear, at that time I was just having business with my little friend. Trust me, I can't betray you.” Sam said he was lying.
In fact, he was deliberately looking for information about Irene through his friends who knew the girl. And when he found out that Irene was going to study at University A, his original intentions elsewhere disappeared and chose to study at the same campus as Irene. Geez! To the extent that his desire to get the woman.
“Are you not lying?” Lyora's voice sounded even more spoiled. He tightened his embrace on Sam's body and made something down there suddenly harden.
“Do I look like I'm lying? Don't talk about it anymore. I want you sugar.” Sam gently kissed the top of his lover's head.
The girl who heard Sam's last sentence immediately inched towards the main door and closed it tightly. He who had understood the mascud of Sam's words immediately grabbed the man's body and took him to a more closed place.
“Let's relax daddy and my mommy are out of town.” Lyora said when they were in her room.
“Ou, it’s good.”
Sam started holding Lyora's body and putting her to sleep on a bed. He really couldn't hold back something that wanted to come out from down there. The man landed a kiss on Lyora's face without leaving a single inch, then the kiss began to come down and penetrate the little lips of the girl.
“Ah emph.” One successful sigh escaped Lyora's lips. It turned out that the woman also enjoyed playing Sam's tongue which swept the area of her mouth.
After being satisfied enough to play in the white fenced area, Sam also lowered his position and right overtook the large mound belonging to Lyora. The situation is getting heated up, whether what is being done by the man in the fray there is clear at this time both of them are lulled in their respective games.
Since the beginning of dating Lyora is very showing her aggressive attitude. That certainly makes Sam's instincts as a normal man understand and give the same response. Often they do adult scenes like this even up to several times a day.
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“Alhamdulillah you finally know Alif until ‘fa’ Re.” Fizhan said in admiration. He did not expect that the girl was very quick to catch anything delivered by Fizhan.
“Hihihi.” Irene cengengesan's. “Thank you so much for bothering to teach me.” The connection while knotted lirih.
“I don't feel burdened. I'm glad that you're almost familiar with all these hijaiyah letters.”
“I also.”
The two drift into each other's happiness. Fizhan was happy to be able to pour his knowledge to people who did not understand the letter at all and Irene was also happy because she had a teacher who was patient and painstaking in teaching her.
“Then you look at Mr. Fizhan and Sister Irene match deh.”
HUH UH?
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