La Tahzan, Anisa's
chapter 16

The bus stopped at a crossroads into Zahra's house.

"Alhamdulillah already nyampe thank you Raksa brother already nemenin Zahra back on the bus". He smiled sweetly.

"Together, by the way can I not stop by your house. All of Jeno?".

"Eh no, at this hour quiet house brother. Mom and sister Anisa keep the shop, Jeno les, dad to the workshop, and sister Fikri work".

Raksa was a little disappointed to hear her, Zahra who saw the look on the man's face in front of her felt bad. Moreover, Raksa just wants to see Jeno.

"Judah gini aja, how about we go to the store mom just meet sister Nisa". His bargain, in a moment the look of his face changed.

"Well, you can be friends with the sister-in-law... Ehh wrong means the same brother-in-law. Hehe typo's". Zahra felt that there was something strange about Fikri.

"Sister Raksa didn't papa, did he?". He asked with a worried tone, maybe Raksa was not feeling well so his words were a little strange.

Raksa became misbehaved when Zahra looked at him with an unusual gaze. Between the awkwardness and happiness he felt at this moment. Without realizing it, Raksa's face turned red.

"Astagfirullah, Raksa's brother must be sick, his face is red. Zahra take home yes, or Zahra take to the nearest puskesmas". Zahra's innocent eyes looked very panicked, and felt guilty for taking Raksa on the bus.

Raksa touched his face in wonder, but he was fine. Not feeling hot or other fever symptoms.

"Ah I'm fine".

"No, surely Raksa's sister is sick again. Yaudah yuk to Zahra's house about Zahra love medicine". His words pulled the end of the Raksa shirt to follow him into the yard of the house.

Raksa looks happy because Zahra is squeezing her. Especially when Zahra pulls the tip of her shirt makes her mood flutter.

Raksa sat outside looking at the departure of Zahra who entered the house. A few minutes later he returned with a bowl filled with warm water and a washcloth, as well as other fever medicine.

"Sister Raksa, Zahra permission to compress big brother's forehead. Can".

Raksa laughed a little when he heard, to him it was very funny. It was only this first time that he heard someone asking permission for something like this.

"Kak Raksa is laughing anyway". Zahra only scratched her forehead which was not itchy.

"There's something strange about Zahra". Continue her.

"No, you can". Zahra also compressed Raksa's forehead carefully.

Raksa noticed Zahra's cute, clean, and slightly cubby face. Raksa's eyes turned on Zahra's sharp eyes with her thick eyebrows and long eyelashes.

Beauitiful... Mercury in the heart.

"Hallo sak Raksa". Zahra waved her hand to realize Raksa who looked dreamy.

"Eh yes zahra".

"The compress is over, here's the medicine. Eh yes forget Zahra take rice first with white water first yes. It is not good to eat medicine on an empty stomach".

Raksa nodded his head, until the sound of a call from his cellphone.

Sahira

Raksa pressed the 'resist' button because it made her mood feel disturbed.

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"Anisa you go home first, prepare food for your father. Let the mommy shop take care of it". Ratna's word to Anisa who is folding clothes for display.

"Girishama".

Today the weather was very hot, and then people were crammed here and there as if covering the entire surface of the road.

Anisa walked slowly while humming ria. The weather at this time did not make him feel his atmosphere was disturbed.

The feeling was not good, like someone was following him from earlier. Looking around there was no one.

"Kok I feel someone is following me huh. Maybe it was just a feeling once". Say it while walking.

Until the sound of someone's voice was complaining, at the sight of Fikri was hitting someone. Anisa then ran over to her sister.

"Snake off!". Anisa tries to separate Fikri so as not to constantly punch the helpless-looking person.

Fikri stopped, he adjusted his breathing violently.

Anisa approached the lying person and tried to see his face.

"He followed you from before". Fikri said with emotion.

"But not in this way, brother. Emm...Hello sir sorry I am yes". Anisa is guilty. There were some bruises on the part of his face that was covered with his hands.

The man raised his face slowly, Anisa and Fikri were surprised.

"Sir Hafidz?! Astagfirullah sorry sir sorry". Anisa apologizes and shuts her mouth in disbelief .

Hafidz tried to stand up but his final difficult at the help of Fikri.

"It's okay. It's my fault for following you, my intention is just to nyamperin you don't mean anything". Anisa felt guilty, she then glanced at Fikri who was just silent with an innocent face.

"But obviously it was the father who followed me. So sir don't act rich that way, make people suspicious". Ketus Fikri does not want to be wrong.

"Sister...". Anisa warns her sister to be kind to others let alone this is the man her own sister loves.

Fikri resigned, at the end he apologized for hitting an innocent man.

"sorry". Briefly while sticking out his hands. Hafidz returned Fikri's hand gently.

"What's wrong, it's my fault too".

"So, how can Nisa help you?" ask Anisa.

"I just want to messen up with you".

"That's right, sir. Nisa will find a good mukena for you". Anisa looks happy, Fikri can see the look on her sister's face can only smile. If Hafidz had known that his younger brother was currently his secret admirer.

"My uncle used to cure my father's wounds, Nisa happened to bring wound medicine". Her bargain.

"No need to have any other business, so excuse me then. Assalamualaikum". Greet before you leave.

"Girishama". Anisa looked at Hafidz's departure with remorse.

"I've already apologized". Fikri cheered on her sister. Anisa remained silent without comment.

"Other times don't just hit brother.