My Cry and My Happiness Are In Your Home
I liked her
Asyila POV
" to Asyila princess ramdani, please go immediately to the reception room of the call"
I heard the sound of the speaker calling my name, I immediately rushed to the origin of the sound.
"assalamualaikum, is there a call for ana?" ask me on the ustadzah ria who is guarding the tlp room today
"assalamualaikum,,,, it, om,, good om,, dear salam well for mamah iren,,, so it wants to hear the sound of mamah, but it's okay is kasian barin mamah rest,,,, it's om,,,,,, it's,,, waalaikumsalam"
I also closed the door that had been ended by my uncle. after I finished I immediately rushed back to my room to iron-ready back to the post-stren visiting nurain. ah,, I forgot I had to bring a change of clothes for nurain, I immediately opened the closet. As usual, the closet is always neatly arranged. then I take a look at one album that is neatly open with other books, maybe it's okay if I look around the contents of the album for a while while waiting for Maryam to call me. on the first page I saw his handwriting 'my favorite family' which was equipped with many photos of his family starting from his childhood, brother, sister, grandmother, and both parents. on the second page I saw the words 'hospital friend' ah, it turns out these are my photos, nurain and Maryam and other photos of friends, but mostly the photos of the three of us. I never thought I would have a friend like them who cared and cared about each other. Maryam with her face, not only beautiful, smart but she was also very considerate compared to the two of us. nurain the beautiful girl looks like a Barbie doll just her eyes are a little narrow until if laughing her eyes as if she is asleep, has a great sense of care for her best friend, who is very caring, and that's what makes her much loved, although sometimes her attitude is very indifferent. and I? well, I may be the most ordinary among them, I don't know what my strengths are but they say my smile is sweet with dimples that always adorn my smile, she said, and I am also a jolly person and the most generous among my friends, of course, because between the three of us maybe I am given more sustenance by God, God, since my father is a businessman who has three branches of the company in Indonesia, that's why I've always been given more pocket money. Then it's unethical if I have to be stingy on the others, even so sometimes I get a little jealous of my friends, especially nurain. that's right ! I envy her, right for now. ever since I heard Gus hafidz paying attention to her. There is a sense of disappointment that I cannot express especially to my friends. if you ask me, do I like Gus hafidz? the answer is 'YES' I really like Gus hafidz since two years ago, when Gus hafidz first came home from Turkey, I was at home babysitter mother to help at the home of the nanny. I was in the kitchen about to pour hot water but accidentally got my hijab stuck in a teapot filled with hot water when I was about to squat and it almost hit my body. but suddenly someone ran to hold his teapot so as not to fall but it hit the skin of his hand. Since then I liked it very much, behind his cold attitude there is a heart that is so warm.