MU'ADZ
CHAPTER SIX

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In the room lived he who had not slept. He opened the closet, with a dim lighting. His right hand is fumbling. Something precious to him. Once he could, he lay back on the bed. Both of his hands raised a clear box in which there was a tuspin of dandelion flowers.

Umi's favorite flower, which is now her favorite as well. Every time he asked Umi, why he liked dandelion flowers so much. Though not beautiful or fragrant, even if blown by the wind the petals will fly too.

Then Umi told me, this flower lives in the wilderness, in the bush, on the cliffs, even in the view of the grass. It was as if man had never touched this meaningless horn of a flower.

But behind it all, the dandelion flower is a brave flower. Although he looked fragile yet he dared to face the wind that blew him. Adrift in the air, this flower is not destroyed. When the wind is gone, the flower will fall to the earth and grow again.

From Umi's story, he began to like dandelion flowers. In addition to reminding the figure of Umi and this flower became his motivation to still dare to face any trials. Especially with the trials that hit it first. He was forced to stand.

Still watching. This Tuspin is precious to him. In addition to its meaning, tuspin dandelion is also a gift from him. Yes, HE. He is the one he asks God to do in a third of the night.

He's happy not to play. It feels like after buying this tuspin, he wants to keep smiling as if to show that he is happy. He refused, but his answer made him grumble.

"I'm more of a sepiro than your tears. Wassalamu'alaikum."

He didn't realize he was watching. Ah!! embarrassed. Especially with all the crying events. But, his heart warmed when he heard that remark from him. As if his love was together. It is as if his prayer to God has been answered. It's really nice.

However, when he caught him who was cool with phone calls. Especially with the tone or conversation between them looks very close. The instant he sighed violently, there was a sense of disappointment present in his heart. Until now he still wonders who the person on the phone with him is.

For a while, he seems to know now. He knows why God gives him disappointment. It is the same with God, who is jealous of him, because he is happier with His creatures.

Azaghfirullahaladzim

The main lights of the room are turned off. There is only one living learning lamp. At the study table there, there are those who are pensive while paying attention to the screen of the device. The screen that featured brother and someone that made him not fall asleep until midnight like this.

Ning Bahiyyah was the one. Looking closely at the photo he took of his brother-Gus Nawwaf's device. Look at the smile of someone there.

"Huft, Kang, Kang!! koyok e ora may be your boyfriend. Opo e yo's sister? but during the iki, I know the opo-opo about the sampeyan family. But sampeyan telfonane kok rhyme e mesra ngunu. Huft, Achaghfirullah. Think positive ae Bahiyyah, I want Kang Akmal call karo sister e. He em really."

Ning Bahiyyah spoke to herself, while looking at the photo of Gus Nawwaf and Kang Akmal. Trying to convince himself that Kang Akmal is not that kind of person.

"Opo I don't want to go straight ae yo? but the diarani sassy. Argh, Kang Akmal!!" frustrations

"Ape takok Mas Nawwaf, must answer or understand."Ning Bahiyyah's index finger tapped softly on her chin.

If it's like this, he needs his brother to vent. But her brother's going home tomorrow.

Huft, O Allah Yes Rabbi Kang Akmal.

On the dorm terrace, Kang Akmal sat alone on the edge near the barrier. He looked at the star-studded sky. While Kang Wildan was sleeping, as usual Kang Wildan communicate with Markonah. Whether they were talking about what, he didn't know.

While he thought about the incident last afternoon when in the market. A woman who had been in his mind all this time. A woman whose eyes are soothing.

But just now, when he saw the motion of the woman looking at the mica box. Smiling but there were tears flowing. Whether it's a sad expression what happiness is. He couldn't guess it.

Why is he, actually? Although he had a glimpse of each other, he knew that there was a look of sadness hidden.

Out of nowhere, he thrust one sheet of fifty thousand money at the seller. He seems surprised. Seen from him who spoke a little stuttered.

After saying his greetings, he just passed by. Let him stay there. Soon, however, he turned to see what was happening.

Yes, there he seemed to be smiling happily. Hugging the carefree place of mica in which a flower-shaped brooch. I hope he takes care of the brooch. Seeing him smile happily, his heart warmed.

Does he really love her ? He always wondered at his own heart.

O God, it is true that I love one of your creatures, smiling.

He was shocked when Kang Wildan sat next to him.

"Ket want to not wes-wes ne your crew kok guyu-guyu dewe Mal? You're ora guyu karo bongsone Markonah right?" ask Kang Wildan who is not

He glanced at his best friend. Questions that are not useful. "I'm koyok you."

"Wakmu seneng karo sopo Mal?"

He immediately looked at her with a questionable look. "I mean?"

"Jare Kona, you're your little man again. Mal Sopo? Ning Bahiyyah's?" guess Kang Wildan

He immediately snorted in annoyance. "Mistaken by me, man?"

"Yo ora ngono ne Mal. Sopo dadi? Ning Bahiyyah's? about e really ketok seh lek Ninge rodo cling ngunu nang your crew." explained Kang Wildan

"Ojo justifies Wil's presumption. Ceblok e slander." he said

"Mal, Mal, sat presumption seh. Kabeh arek - ae ngerti. Sampek was once Kang Amir karo Ninge, uh, Gus Nawwaf tek krungu. Jarene Gus Nawwaf, Takok Akmal is in custody. Nono jare."

Of course he was surprised. Even during this time there was no language between Ning Bahiyyah and Gus Nawwaf. He immediately rubbed his face rough. Not to mention that Abi chat had suddenly appeared in his mind.

*Sorry yes if there is nothing wrong with the visuals. Again this is only visual according to my imagination, you can really describe the figure of the figure to anyone according to your imagination.

Muhammad Nawwaf Ismail's

Mu'adzam Akmal Khadizul Shiddiq

Kang Wildan's

Bahiyyah Khansa Ismail

Shahla Nadzarrin Ahmad

Ameera

How did it get to this chapter?

My advice anyway, read slowly until not too late, because quite complicated also I wake up the groove. Sorry if this story is not good. I'm just trying something new.

I hope you like the stories I tell.

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