Love For Nabila
Invite Friendship.

...Indeed, the purpose of God creating hearts is only to show...

...love-to her....

...-ibnu Taymiyyah-...

The night is getting late, leaving only silence and the sound of the sound of the animal's voice muttering the silence.

Makes the long black haired woman engrossed in doing activities that she really likes. Pondered while looking out the window in one of the rooms owned by santriwati who was forced to move temporarily to the next room, in the afternoon, both of them have chosen the place to stay tonight.

Yes they. Precisely Zahra and also Nabila, both of whom are now in the boarding school princess to fulfill the request of Umi Khadijah this afternoon to stay longer there.

And finally after going through a long and tough debate with Umi Khadijah, who was so cool that they lived in the main house only, after issuing a persuasion to his former future father-in-law, who was very upset, Nabila can now breathe a sigh of relief when the elderly woman nods her head in agreement with her proposal that wants to spend the night in the boarding school princess only.

So this is where they can rest in peace now, although not denied once twice Nabila felt a strange sensation when his eyes again saw finding a speck of two points of memory there, he said, which as much as possible he took away from his mind, because from now on Nabila is determined to start making peace with all.

Nabila frowned as her eyes found the silhouette of a woman in the glass there who only used shorts above the knee and a big shirt with a slouch was pacing indistinctly, not clear, make his instantaneous dizziness seven circumference.

Who else if not Rika Zahra Amelia best friend, who now looks more like a teenage girl in the Now era than the Muslim women who are usually displayed when out there, another case if it is in front of Nabila as it is today, which is too ordinary and arbitrary itself.

Nabila had thought, what exactly is his best friend is the incarnation of a slang teenager who was hitchhiking in the body of a graceful Muslim woman?

Wallahhua'lam only GOD knows !!

" STOP ! "

Said Nabila intruded, then turned his body facing Zahra by twitching the base of his nose feel dizzy when he saw the behavior of the slang woman ala-ala. " What are you doing Ra? back and forth like ironing? make dizzy know not !!! " Said later.

Zahra glanced towards the source of the voice, frowned while looking at her friend in astonishment, seeing his expression like that made a Nabila so follow the same expression.

"To. n. n. napa..? " ask Nabila nervously, because in such a face by Zahra.

" Yes, what is it you are? " replied Zahra, asking.

Nabila put his eyebrows together confused, feeling dizzy himself with Zahra's answer which even like a muter-muter is not clear. " her meaning? "

He walked towards the small bed in the room while waiting for Zahra's reply, who replied with a squint." Looking ordinary donk, horrified to see him, already ah I want to sleep! " he continued the bodo period with Zahra.

Then Nabila laid his body on the mattress, but when he was about to cover his body suddenly Zahra pulled him rough.

" Issh..... What is Ra? " Sungut was upset.

" Ck. !! why even sleep? I'm not done talking!! " the reply is no less regretful.

When you wake up from the collapse, installing the serilex's body may be ready to listen." You are yes, why from this afternoon clucked continuously? my ears to the heat horrified him, besides being a Muslim woman mbokya a meek little. "

Notya calm listening to Zahra talk Nabila instead provoked by the appearance of his Friend who was too reckless, considering this is not a private room but a room owned by the santriwati. " This too, why wear a gini shirt? don't remember where this is? " the spout again while pulling a little t-shirt in the clothes Zahra.

Unknowingly Nabila spoke with excitement, making Zahra squinting her eyes follow confused as the direction of the conversation that increasingly ngalor ngidul unclear.

" Why are you commenting on my clothes? " zahra's murmur does not accept. "anything I have also locked the door so safe, do not see." he said again.

Nabila let out a breath of air, then leaned her body on the wall of resignation. It's free to talk to people who always have a lot of stock answers like this Zahra.

" Okay, okay I'm horrified ! what the fuck you wanna talk about? spout GPL. "

Zahra breathed a rough breath, advancing her body closer to Nabila. " Are we going home tonight, Bill? "

" What the hell is that talking? don't slam. "

" No. I don't digress, this is real!! let's go home now."

Nabila narrowed her eyes.

" Wouldn't you say anything about Umi and Abah? "

Nabila pinned Zahra's head hard, so as to stop the talk that began to go anywhere. " Rasain, anyways just this afternoon explained the same about a santri, uh this has forgotten, like a long time abroad your brain is left there deh Ra, uh, buruan take gih. "

" Yee... yep, I'm worried that you are Bil, uh that in the worry even ordinary, yes already if it's good night. " Said Zahra while inching to sleep next to Nabila, ending the conversation tonight out of annoyance because her worry had no effect on the girl, he then covered his entire body with a blanket and turned his back on Nabila.

While Nabila can only pay attention to the cute girl with a smiling sunging sign she understands, even really understand if her best friend is too worried about her, but back to the original plan that he was determined to go with destiny who wanted to take him anywhere.

He also spread his body beside Zahra intending to close his eyes but he blurted because of his HP ringing which suddenly sounded.

Then he opened his cell phone, and found a message from doctor Iqbal stamped there.

Doctor Iqbal.

You're not home?

Nabila snarled to see what appeared on the screen of his phone, he had not had time to think what reply he would send, this time a phone call from the man even appeared.

Why call this late? where is Zahra next to her, isn't it delicious?

He glanced briefly at Zahra who was slightly moving in his sleep, and could be sure if the person next to him was not fully asleep.

But yeah..why again? if he doesn't pick it up all night will get a terror phone from the men's possiv.

"Ha... lo, asalamualaikum? "

"Waalaikum salam, where are you? why did I want to go to the house does not exist, even though I already brought martabak your favorite egg."

When the wave, think hard, who else will he fall to the doctor Iqbal this time? and.. a split second as fast as a snap of a finger, the name of an obstetrician who has been quite close to him do not know why it just crossed his head.

" Am... that.., anu.. I was at the doctor's house Ais.yah. Yes, doctor Aisyah. " Say Nabila was nervous.

Doctor Ayesha.., I'm sorry.I was forced this time to borrow your name !! batin Nabila grimaced how angry the cute woman was tomorrow.

Silence there is no sound....

Because I can't wait to immediately end this call Nabila took the initiative to talk first. " Doc? wh..... _"

" What do you say this time? "

" Yes ? " nabila said that even like asking, hopefully doctor Iqbal does not realize if there is a question mark on his words, can be more complicated later on his business.

" Okay, I believe. Yaudah, then go straight to sleep do not stay up late nights are not good for women, and......... "

" And what? " sarkas Nabila was curious.

"And don't long open your heart to me. "he replied softly as if hesitating.

Nabila is confused, hearing the words of Doctor Iqbal who like to hold something from his tone of speech, and if I can be honest Nabila also actually does not want to constantly make people's children continue to wait, and if possible, Nabila also really does not want to continue to make people continue to wait, but how else if the fact is that the heart of Nabila until now still can not open.

" Sister ? i'm..ak......_"

" Oh, that's it. Don't be too thought of, good night don't forget to dream me. I closed the phone asalamualikum first. "

" Waalaikum....... _"

Tut...

Nabila stupefied, staring at his HP over and over while thinking something, until he stepped up when the sound of his phone notification was heard again, and immediately rubbed the object again.

"It turns out the instagram notif." he muttered while clicking the screen, and not long from that the writing appeared which somehow made his heart immediately beat fast when he saw a row of writing the name of someone.

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