Life after life
The girl Ayu

...When the mosque was visited by several travelers from outside the area when the age of Faiha was fifteen years old....

But at her young age, the girl already looks beautiful, friendly, beautiful height, white skin even though covered in hijab, her sweet smile makes people amazed at her, she said, not least one of the travelers who was visiting his village.

That morning, Faiha's Sunday off school she filled her weekend with helping her mother at home. While washing clothes near the well next to the house, without realizing Faiha, there was someone who saw his activities from the 2nd floor of the mosque porch which became the place to stay the traveler.

He was brother Ahmad, one of the members of the traveler at that time

"The girl who is ayu "humannya in the heart.

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Faiha washes clothes while joking with her peers who were playing at her house to invite Faiha to play together.

" are you done helping her at home?" ask my two best friends

"i helped her earlier." replied Fia while giggling.

" nyapu what Fi? nyapu food you mean?hmmmm.." said brother Yunus while glancing at Fia.

" you know Yun!" laughing together.

yes, even though Jonah was a man, he remained friendly with the two women because other than no male friend they were still close relatives.

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"i've done ni ni ni ni ni ni ni nyucinnya stay sun, bentar ya" said I while standing up lifting the laundry tub.

But at the same time with the establishment of Faiha and his two friends, arrived....

...clotch...

the three of them were shocked and looked at each other, I put back the laundry that I had lifted....

"what is it?" their germs

"that wretched" pointed me towards the back of Brother Jonah

Fia and Brother Jonah turned their heads in the direction I pointed.

Brother Jonah took the paper, inside the paper there was a small stone maybe as a ballast so that the paper does not fly.

automatically, without command we turned to the top where the 2nd floor of the mosque foyer where the travelers were staying.

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There seemed to someone was cupping both hands in the chest while looking at us and then passed into the room on the floor.

" Hurry open Yun, what is the writing" said Fia with curiosity

" yes, patiently donk Fi, " replied Brother Yunus

" Be careful, don't Boom" my god smilingly looked at my two curious companions

" You're not lucky! " cried out to Jonah with a loud and original voice when the paper was opened

Fia reflex took the paper from Jonah's brother

"What the hell is Fi" annoyed Brother Yunus as he moved his mouth

"What are you?people are curious even you joke" said Fia while reopening the paper

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...Assalamu'alaikum Beautiful,...

..." The woman who closes her aura perfectly is the future woman of Heaven"...

...Wassalamu'alaikum's chat....

...kak Ahmed...

Fia gawked at reading it....

The curious brother Jonah finally snatched the paper Fia was holding.

read it in a whispering voice but it can still be heard by the three.

I pondered for a moment "maybe brother Ahmad insinuated myself" I muttered in my heart.

because at that time I only wore short-sleeved shirts, long trending and short headscarves, I thought it was okay to let my clothes not get wet when washing.

While at that time Fia was fully dressed even though she was not yet shar'i.

The three exchanged looks

" this must be for you Fai" said Brother Yunus glancing at me

" yes too" answered Fia

" let you ask the person directly, brother, ask what he means, intended for whom, let it be clear "my advice to Brother Jonah

" Okey" replied Brother Jonah who immediately left me and Fia.