Mr. Arrogant Vs Mrs. Salihahs
Assalamualaikum, Ay?
“Mas Alex really heart ..., I want to pray dhuhur so can not, it is too late to pray!” aisyah protests when Alex gets into the car, making Alex frown, not the word she wants to hear every first time the girl greets him. Like there is less.
“Not it!” alex protests but Aisyah seems to be more confused, she can only
frowning her partially covered headscarf.
“Means?”
“Forget it, it doesn't matter! I'll go down in the front mosque there!” said Alex
switching the conversation off, he immediately re-runs his car.
And it's true that Alex stopped his car not far from the hospital,
“Down!”
“Mas Alex not coming down?” aisyah asked as she was about to open her car door.
“Ngak!”
for some reason there was a sense of disappointment when the arrogant man rejected him again,
even if he knows if that is the answer.
“I came down mas, assalamualaikum!” this time
Aisyah knew what was going to happen so she did not expect an answer from
the man who had married her, she immediately closed her car.
“Waalaikum greetings, Ay!”
Although faint but Aisyah could still hear him, she stopped her steps and turned her head back to the man. But it seems that man was intentionally
avoiding his gaze until he pretended to be busy with his phone.
“It looks like I actually heard it earlier ..!” muttered Aisyah while walking back. He should immediately pray dhuhur because it is too late.
The mosque is still so crowded, probably because of the mosque that is near the facility
other general that to make the mosque alternately change visitors.
Aisyah immediately took ablution and rushed to perform the duhur prayer, and
continue to pray for a while. He does not want to linger afraid if
the arrogant man would complain about having waited for him for too long.
When Aisyah returned to her car, she could not find the Arrogant man in her car
his car, his,
“Mas Alex where? Why is the car empty?”
He circulated his gaze, looking for where the arrogant man was. His eyes are glued
when he saw the man walking from the same direction from his place
a fresh face.
“Mas Alex…? The mosque? Why?” muttered Aisyah with full question marks to men
it really is near him now.
Aisyah was still glued to her place as she continued to stare at the man she now saw
so handsome he thinks. She is
your wonderful creation .., Aisha's eyes continue to aim wherever men are
it moved.
“You stay there or want to enter!”
Alex's words immediately resuscitated Aisyah who was still beside the car. Aisyah
open the car door and get in, his eyes still did not turn on the man who was moving his arms with the muscles that protrude each other because the arm of his shirt in Selingsing right up to his elbow.
“Mas ..!” this time Alex couldn't bear to ask.
‘hemmm?”
“Mas Alex pray yes?” aisyah asked so gently, making Alex turn her head
to him. This time he could see the gentle gaze of the man instead of a gaze full of arrogance or filled with anger.
Instead of answering, Alex's hand just stretched out to Aisyah's soft face.
getting treated that Aisyah was quite surprised she almost kept her face away but she immediately held it back.
The eyes meet each other, Alex's hands are already at the temple aisyah, a,
“Your hair is out!” said Alex while inserting Aisyah's hair
which accidentally comes out and then pulls
his hands moved away from Aisha.
Aisyah's heart just feels like it's a dag dig dug, for the first time a man
touching her face so gently, lying if she doesn't tremble, like
something suddenly boiled his heart.
Alex also seemed to experience the same thing, he no longer dared to look at women in the
leave that place.
***
Elsewhere, Bianka was getting ready to go to his mother Aisyah's house.he could not have lingered in the house, it could be a mini mala that person would come again.
He had to leave his contract. He did not sacrifice himself for
father's ambition.
Bianka motorbike has now stopped right in front of Santi's house. The house looks
deserted, Nino was still in recovery so he couldn't possibly go.
“Assalamualaikum!”
the girl with the horse and the knee-length dress hesitantly knocked on the door
his best friend's house.
“Waalaikum greetings!” it sounded authentic from within, and as soon as the door opened, there was a shady smile on the face of a young mother. Yes Santi is very young,
he was not even forty years old, but his black circumference was
his eyes signified how hard life the young mother had to go through.
‘Bianka!”
“Aibi..!”
“Enter...!”
Now they were already in that small living room with a simple sofa filling up
the house, even so the house was different from before, the house
it has been slightly decorated with valuable items, and,
TV that used to be a TV tube 21 inc, now has changed LED TV, there is a refrigerator
two doors, washing machine, electric stove carpet book for watching television and
there are many more that did not exist.
“Ay has told me the same aunt, so you do not have to feel bad about aunt!”
‘Sorry yes bi, because Bianka can only trouble auntie!”
“Nothing is like that, that aunt is holding you as much as Aisyah! Now you just rest in Ay's room, it's been
auntie cleanin!”
‘thank ya bi!”
Now Bianka was in the three-by-two-meter room, it was
the room he used to visit when he came to the house. It was aisha's room.
many photos of him and Aisyah were displayed there, he could see as close as possible
was he with the owner of that room. Since elementary school they have been
friends, even Bianka deliberately followed the school that became the school's goal
aisyah because she felt she did not want to lose a friend as good as Aisyah.
***
Aisyah and Alex have reached home, they go straight to Widya's grandmother's room because since Aisyah left, widya's grandmother kept asking.
“Assalamualaikum, granny!” greet Aisyah, she walked ahead of Alex and immediately approached Widya's grandmother.
“Waalaikum greetings, from anywhere? Why suddenly go?”
“Sorry Grandma because Ay did not say goodbye to grandma first, Ay had to meet her friend Ay! But
mas Alex temenin Ay kok!”
“Really?”
widya's grandmother couldn't believe it, she turned to her granddaughter who was standing at a distance
the meter behind Aisyah with both hands held in her pants pocket.
Alex immediately walked up and climbed into his grandmother's bed, immediately hugging her,
“No trust whatsoever Alex!” alex said while kissing his grandmother
that's.
“It's not like that, but you love lying grandma!”
“No more granny ..!”
“Good...!”
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