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My little girl

The afternoon breeze in the autumn flew the headscarf of a girl who was now stepping cheerfully after returning from the orphanage where Mrs Khadija lived. His fingers were just about to turn on the car engine immediately he blurted when the ringing of his phone rang loudly to divert his attention.

“Iya Kak?” Apparently the call came from his older brother, Faisal.

“…”

“Ok, happens to be the location Ayla is now not far from the office. I’m on the way,” he said briefly before the phone connection was closed again.

It only took about twenty minutes for the car Ayla was driving to start creeping in the basement of her office. As soon as the girl stepped down, all the staff she met seemed to nod politely greeting her, of course they knew who the girl who had changed her appearance was.

“Good afternoon, Miss,” greet some of the employees she met while about to enter the elevator. The girl smiled politely before her fingers pressed a few number buttons on the elevator that was devoted to executives.

Up in front of the room she was referring to, Ayla slightly stared, staring blankly at the tightly closed door of the room. Because the girl is guessing what her brother's reaction will be like who does not know about the change now. But it seems Ayla is quite confident that her handsome older sister will definitely support this decision.

“Huft, I really deg-degan anyway, even though I want to meet my own sister,” monologue by repeatedly exhaling heavily.

“Assalamualaikum.” Finally, the body managed to look into the room and immediately stepped gracefully towards the older brother who was still behind his desk.

“Waalaikum-woe! Is it my little girl?” decak Faisal was amazed by his younger brother's current appearance.

“Sister! Answered his greetings first,” said Ayla spread her sister's gaze.

“Eh yes astaghfirullah, waalaikumsalam. Sister's oath is fascinated with you Ay,” Faisal said still with admiration.

Though such compliments have often been Ayla get, but somehow this time when her brother who says suddenly like there is a subtle sigh that makes Ayla goosebumps a second. His face also seemed to be blushing.

“What the hell, sister,” always the girl flicked her lips, she immediately looked towards the sofa before her brother actually saw the hue on his face that was warming up.

Faisal got up from his chair and joined Ayla on the sofa.

“It turns out that Baba said, you are getting more beautiful with this hijab,” Faisal said that even now he had gently rubbed his sister's head neatly covered by the hijab. “Such beauty even,” he continued to make Ayla really blushing.

If only Ayla was still the girl before, maybe now she would bite her sister's fingers were still perched on her head.

“Ih Brother! Hus far away, we are not muhrim,” said Ayla made Faisal immediately chuckled.

Not far away, the man actually increasingly stared intensely at his sister who was still frowning with anxiety, “Makanya marry the same brother let us be muhrim,” always make Ayla glare her eyes.

“Not funny huh Brother!” Faisal was increasingly laughing at his sister who continued to grumble with her lips pursed with anxiety.

The man who is still complete with his shirt and work coat grabbed a paper bag that has since perched on his desk, “Nih,” he said handed the paper bag to Ayla's lap.

Ayla turned her head, “Apaan?”

“Open dong,” said Faisal pointing with his chin.

Slowly Ayla also opened the paper on her lap, a Muslim dres and some hijab complete with accessories look so charming if only worn.

The girl turned back to the giver, but this time with a slightly cloudy look, “Kakak buyin kaya gini also made Aisha?” his question that somehow suddenly remembered the woman he had always considered as his rival.

“You still hate Aisha?”

“Stop nanyain about it yes Kak, now answer Ayla's question, Big brother also make Aisha?”

The girl also commented on her smile, somehow it felt a little relief when she heard her brother just gave the gift to her.

But as fast as lightning Ayla realized to shake slowly, in his heart he immediately said istighfar many times.

“Energy and spite will only dirty your heart. How would you be better off if your heart was always filled with that filth?” The words of Mrs Khadija were really capable of being a whip for her.

“Loh Sister right new today see Ayla changed, why can you buy me a Muslim dress with hijab-hijab?”

“Baba who story fit abis meeting earlier,” alibi did not want Ayla to know if she has a confidant devoted to watching her sisters.

Ayla just nodded, “According to Sister, how does Ayla look now?” tanyanya while tidying up the gift of the brother into the paper bag.

“Cantik,” sahut Faisal brief.

Ayla who was upset with the irony answer her sister could only plop her lips as usual, “Not about her physique Kak, she meant about Ayla's decision to make hijab.”

Faisal returned his smile, his head immediately remembered the man who had accused his sister of just about any purpose the girl was wearing the hijab at this time.

“Despite any reason and purpose you make hijab, surely Brother Seneng if you want to turn into a better Muslimah. I know for sure the future will not be easy, but I promise you, Brother is the first person who will always support you, so stay alert with this decision,” said Faisal suddenly just make Ayla's netra heat up.

Since childhood his brother has always been the vanguard as his protector, even when his parents just lost the role, Faisal was the one who replaced the role. Maybe that's why he loves that guy so much. Hence when the fact emerged that the older brother had found his biological family, the fear of loss completely haunted the mixed-blooded girl. Even a little never thought of him how his life continued without his brother with him.

And today, when people criticize the new changes in her, the man she loves is even so heartily accusing her of evil purpose in hijab, Faisal is in fact the least judgmental about this decision. The man is always able to make Ayla feel safe and comfortable if around her.

“Kak namuduk I changed because I want to be rich Aisha?” his tanyanya innocently recalled Gus Hasan's accusations against him.

“Only Brother of God knows the content of your heart?” faisal asked back.

Ayla just smiled at the knot and then looked back down, in her mind even had crossed the goodness of what she had done until the near-perfect man became her brother. It was fortunate that Aisha had a brother as great as Faisal.

“Nevent to think, we can not force everyone to like what we do,” said Faisal rubbed gently his sister's head which is now covered in hijab.

“Loh how to cry?” faisal asked as his sister rubbed the clear fur from the corner of his eye with the back of his hand.

Suddenly the girl's cry broke, “A-ayla was afraid Kak,” he said sniffled.

“Hey, see Sister.”

The girl turned her body to face her brother, “What are you afraid of hem?” faisal also wiped the tears with his handkerchief.

“Ayla fear can not istiqomah Kak.”

“Not to be afraid, Brother will always be the same as you. Rest assured that good intentions must be Allah.”

“Kakak, want to hug,” concluded Ayla back with a potent mode that makes Faisal unable to hold his smile. The man stretched out his hands ready to receive a hug.

“Sini, but this abis we marry,” sahututnya able to make Ayla just turn her face.

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