I AM YOU AND ISLAM
CHAPTER 62
Irene silenced. His assumption that Fizhan only invited himself was wrong.
“Iya. Fizhan said we want to go to the beach huh Zhan ya?” Aisyah gave a deeper pain to Irene's heart. Apparently they've already told a two-year-old story in this place.
Looks like the shady man closed the door of the house and then immediately locked it. Irene was also told to sit while waiting for their online vehicle to arrive. Understandably, his name also does not have a private car.
The vanilla hooded girl snorted. The obvious annoyance on the face of ayu which is now turned into ripe tomatoes. He stared at Fizhan and Aisyah's faces in turn, hoping that there would be nothing more poignant after this.
“That's it, come on!” Excited the man in the T-shirt while carrying a bag that could not be guessed.
Both Irene and Aisyah were equally cute. Both of them immediately followed Fizhan's steps to get into the car immediately. And the beach in the neighboring City became their destination this time.
On the way, they never stop talking about the study problem. Irene who turned out to be different from the campus with all of them, stopped her question and answer considering that Aisyah and Fizhan for the last thirty minutes were discussing the building they were going to occupy. Starting from the lecture schedule, courses, tuition fees and even their friends who will be one campus was cleared to completion.
Irene breathed a heavy sigh. It feels like canceling this sudden vacation, but impossible. Not sincere also if you let Fizhan and Aisyah alone in a place that is mostly filled by young people in pairs.
“Hey why shut up?” The sound of the wide-hooded virgin blew Irene's daydream. He looked into the hazel's eyes after stopping his activities with Fizhan.
“I don't know what to answer for your business.” Irene looked back. Occasionally his neutrals look at Fizhan who is beside the steering wheel.
“Why don't you enter the campus we're going to occupy? Can always meet.” Tanya Aisyah who successfully made butterflies in Irene's stomach scattered.
One college he said? Oi! Those who do not know that non-Muslim girls like Irene are prohibited from studying in that area.
“Setiap orang kan memiliki seleranya masing-masing.” Jawabnya seraya tersimpul kemudian langsung berbalik badan menatap jendela luar. Irene merasa lemas hingga kedua bahunya turun mengikuti raut wajahnya yang juga begitu.
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“Stupid all this time I was too loving,” Fatimah. 120 minutes already he struggled with tears.
All this time maybe he is too soft and obey the wishes of the heart. But the rice has become porridge, what power. A person's feelings will not be able to change if there are no invisible hands that interfere. Maybe from today, tomorrow and so on it will uproot the love that was once imprinted from a moment ago.
Fatimah hoped to quickly bury her feelings deeply. Throw away all the pain that stoned his heart until it was torn unceremoniously. Let him enjoy this unrequited love without having to fight for someone who never wants to fight again.
“Fatimah, open the door son. Eat first!” The middle-aged woman banged on the door of the room to go so many times. Rabb, which mother is not sad after knowing that her child is being let down.
“Umi just go! If Fatimah is hungry, Fatimah will come out.” The maroon girl laughed. The poor woman. Want to propose to people but instead rejected all-out.
Aaaaaargh!
Crang crang crang!
The sounds of falling objects were earthy to each other in that light blue realm. Fatimah could see and hear him clearly. Breathe deeply many times, then choose to roll his body with a sleeping blanket. The end we never expected. Everything can suddenly turn even upside down from the initial story.
“How is this?” The house was suddenly full of worry. The woman who was the birth mother of Fatimah ran towards the middle room. A black-bearded man was leaning on the sofa.
“Already. Want to be flanked again? Let the child enjoy the pain. Later, he just realized and slowly killed his feelings towards Fizhan.” The middle-aged man said to his wife who had just landed a butt next to him.
Fatimah's mother did not answer anything anymore. The sound of a voice from inside the room was enough to prove that the girl was wandering sadly.
Let him cry himself to the point of being tired. His puffy face will be a witness that the virgin ever judge a man to be half sane during his girl.
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Irene smiled. Enjoying the beach is something he rarely does.
Soon there was the sound of birds coming from the top. The girl looked up, watching the swarm of winged animals hovering in the high air.
He had not been able to capture the moment through a cellphone image, suddenly the black beast moved and flapped its wings further from the eye. Splitting the sky on the island of Sumatra.
“I photographed it earlier. So, just relax.” The sweet knot was painted on Fizhan's face. He found Irene's face almost grim because of the first by the lightning movement of the bird before being able to capture the beautiful picture.
The girl returned with a smile that was no less sweet.
There's a long titi in the corner there. Irene immediately frowned to set foot on it. If people say this is called a romantic beach. Yeah, how is it not romantic? In addition to its beautiful nature, this place also has unique icons that are suitable for use as a shooting background.
Czechoslovak.
An image with the background of the love mrah icon was successfully immortalized by Irene from the top of the titi. It looks so vast sea made by God, so even a pair of neutrals can not reach it.
“Have heard the story of Prophet Moses AS. who split the sea yet?” A big male voice sounded from behind. Immediately Irene turned to look at the real face without even seeing who she already knew.
“What is it?” Hazel's eyes stared fixedly until they didn't blink.
Fizhan took a step to walk down the long titi until the end. Occasionally his body he tilted considering the many others who were also milling in this place.
“Prophet Moses USA. It was known as a brave man in challenging the leadership of Fir’aun. Because of the persistence of Prophet Moses AS. to melt the heart of Fir’aun to return to the path of Allah SWT. He and his followers were chased by the team Fir’aun itself.” Fizhan scanned one by one across the sea, his net catching the roll of big waves playing in the vast expanse. “But how confused because at that time they were trapped at the sea border so there was no way out other than passing a path known as the Red Sea. Until the Prophet Moses of the United States finally hit a stick to the surface of the sea and split the flood. Seeing that, Fir’aun and his troops soon followed. But Allah SWT. All-powerful over all things, so that at that very moment the sea will come close and drown the disbelievers in it.”
Irene was silent and did not reply. He was still correct in what Fizhan had just told him.
Fir’aun?
The Red Sea?
Looks like the girl will find out more about those two foreign names. If the Prophet Moses AS. he no longer needs to think because until now even 25 Names of the Prophet of God are still stored tightly in his memory.
“Hey here you guys apparently. Fizhan photo yuk.”
“Oke,”
The bluuuush!
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Seriate
We make Irene hurt yaa wkwk
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