
Anisa today seemed busy helping her mother sell, the atmosphere of the store was quite crowded to make her look tired.
The customers who came started to decrease, he was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief.
To fill her free time Anisa uses her cell phone for a while just checking incoming messages from Ranti and Via.
"Nisa, mom to the minimarket for a while yes there is something you should buy. You can't take care of the shop yourself". Said his mother finished folding clothes that were ready on display.
"Good ma'am be careful". Her mother just nodded.
After her mother's departure, leaving loneliness in store as customers begin to dwindle. Anisa chose to check the number of inputs in the closet, while busy counting the amount of money heard the sound of footsteps of someone who entered the store.
"Assynoga". Greet someone to divert Anisa's work.
"Waalaikum... Ehh, hafidz sir, how are you". Reply Anisa with a sweet smile emanated within her thin lips.
"Good thanks, busy Nis?". Ask her.
"No sir, thank God today the store is crowded but back quiet. What's wrong sir".
"I want to buy clothes here, dress for my Umi Nis".
"Well, by any chance, sir, let's take Nisa between looking for a nice shirt". Her bargain.
Anisa walks in search of some beautiful gamis with good quality.
"This sir, Nisa's recommending this dress. The material is smooth, and God willing is comfortable to wear". Hafidz smiled faintly in response to the words Anisa had said just now.
"You like it, emmm ehh mean what umi I would like?". She asked in a nervous tone after saying a sentence that made Anisa astonished.
"Emmm, God willing, I'll love it sir. This is the best game we've got". And speak with certainty. Making hafidz amazed by the ability of Anisa who can attract the attention of customers.
"Judah I bought this one".
"Alright sir, wait a minute, Nisa wants to wrap her gamis first". His hands were busy folding the robe carefully.
Her sweet fingers made Hafidz feel awe, definitely very soft and delicate. Hafidz sat waiting for his robe to be ready in the box.
"This sir, it's done". Anisa thrust a large paper bag towards her lecturer.
"Thank you, so how much?".
"The original price is Rp.320.000 but because today there is a discount so the price is only Rp280.000".
"It's cheap to shop here".
"Hehe, yes sir. I hope you like and shop here often sir". Anisa said kindly. Hafidz smiled faintly in response to Anisa's words.
"Then you say yes, Assalamualaikum". His greeting.
"Girishama". Anisa's heart was a little disappointed with the departure of her heart.
He was pleased with the presence of Hafidz, to be honest Anisa felt at ease when the handsome and Friendly figure was present in his expectations.
Zahra ran hastily through the streets, and people crowded around her. Today the hot weather made her very tired.
"God is hot if you want to go home from school". He complained while taking shelter under a tree.
"Hi". As someone called out to her, Zahra turned her gaze to the side.
"Sister Raksa??". Zahra was slightly surprised by the existence of Raksa.
"You want to go home together? I happen to have my class sorted out". Bring her.
Zahra just silently looked at the man before her in confusion.
"Don't go home by myself". Refuse it gently.
"It's not good, if we take a public bus, then". Unwilling to refuse both times, Zahra agreed to Raksa's invitation.
They walked towards the stop to wait for the bus, the two of them were silent. Busy with each other's thoughts.
Until the sound of the bus breaks their daydream. The two of them entered together into the bus, the passengers there even unceasingly looked at Raksa in wonder. Not even a few whispers.
Zahra did not care because the presence of Raksa diverted them.Di see his bench nothing empty makes the two forced to stand. Several female passengers scrambled to offer Raksa to sit next to her.
"The handsome here is sitting, still relieved kok mas". unsalted woman with blonde hair offers Raksa to sit down.
"Sorry my mother can't, mending me stand alone". Refuse it gently.
Zahra only frowned and was annoyed with the madam who constantly disturbed Raksa.
"Sorry bro don't bother my girlfriend before". Raksa rounded his eyes staring at Zahra in disbelief.
the mother who bullied Raksa apologized and stopped bothering Raksa.
"Sorry Raksa's brother is all that Zahra can do so so that they do not disturb Raksa's brother anymore.
Raksa was delighted, he glanced at Zahra with a look of admiration.
"Thank you Zahra, if the original is also not papa kok.. hehe". Zahra blushed shyly looking at Raksa he pinched Raksa's hand slowly.
"Auww. zah pain do not do so later the same old quality".Turkey, everyone looked at them with envy.
"Biarin, abis kak Raksa nyebelin. if you talk properly in the guard is not good to talk rich like that".
"i'm sorry, that was just a joke. You held me back, that's a sin". Zahra.
"really? o Allah of Achaghfirullah. Zahra khilaf.
Raksa just laughs funny, he can't take his eyes off Zahra. The innocent and funny girl managed to make her heart careless.
Zahra felt herself at attention, looking confused towards Raksa.