Secretary Vs Mr. Arrogants
Skysal
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Mecca
The man was looking at his cell phone screen which featured a profile of a girl named Asma Azzahra. 17-year-old girl with her beautiful brown eyes as if to bewitch anyone who sees her, her nose is sharp, her lips were full and tiny with skin as white as milk making her really look bao angel.
"Beautiful, like a newly blooming flower" the man murmured in admiration for the girl.
"But I hear he's a little naughty, I don't mean how naughty, but the kind of girl who's a little free" the man turned to the origin of the voice that's none other than his father's "Let's all wait for you downstairs"
"Abi, I feel nervous" the man said as he put up his black peci.
"Come on, this is just kabul ijab"
"It's not 'just' Bi, it's the beginning of my real life, I'm opening the door and I'm about to enter it, and stay there for as long as I can"
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Bismil was born Rahmanirrahim, Ananda Muhammad Yusuf Bilal" exclaimed Abi Rahman.
"I, Bi!" suhut Bilal
"I Marry and Marry you to my biological daughter Asma Azzahra bint Kiai Haji Abdurrahman with a dowry in the form of a gold ring and prayer equipment paid in cash!" firmly Abi Rahman while jerking his hand slightly.
Bilal immediately greeted aloud, "I accept the marriage and marriage of Asma Azzahra bint Kiai Haji Abdurrahman with the dowry in cash!" greet Bilal with his light and in just one breath.
"How are the witnesses?"
"Well?!"
"Well!" answer them simultaneously.
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3 Months later
"Assalamualaikum" greeted the teacher with a heavy voice.
" Waalaikumsalam, Ustadz" all the students in unison answered as well as Asma although he remained focused on his handwriting without the slightest interest in his new teacher.
"Today your test is Hadith, isn't it?"
The Ustadz noticed Asthma at a glance, then he walked up to his students one by one to hand out his exam sheet, which he did,
until we get to Asthma.
"Is the writing in your hand a cheat sheet?" surprised by the voice that arrived, Asma immediately put her pen on the table and looked up. In a few moments he was stunned to see his teacher who was very handsome and charismatic, what else his black eyes were as if he wanted to mislead Asma.
"What's the cheat, Zahra?" ask the teacher again in a heavy voice.
" Zahra?" Asthma frowned while reciting her last name "My name is Asthma, Ustadz" she replied later.
"Asma Azzahra, isn't it?" Asthma nodded "Show me your hand!" Asthma was a little surprised by Ustadz's new tone, because during her lifetime, no stranger ever spoke in such a high and firm tone to her, everyone even his teacher always spoke in a low tone. Asthma also showed her hand, and it was not a piece of writing, she drew a rose on the back of her hand.
"Asma doesn't cheat, Ustadz" he exasperated. The Ustadz left him and came back to the front without a word.
"Ustadz, usually the new Ustadz always introduce themselves first" Ustadz took a marker and wrote his name on the board.
Muhammad Yusuf Bilal's.
"Now begin your test" he said firmly. This time, however, Asthma raised her hand.
"There's another question, Zahra?" Asma was a little confused as to why her Ustadz called her Zahra but she tried to ignore it.
"Who's nickname, Ustadz?"
"Billi"
"Well, Ustadz Bilal how old is he?"
"30 years."
"Oh yeah?" Asthma asked as if disappointed by Ustadz's answer to what else with a shrunken forehead and his eyebrows dropped, looking very disappointed.
"Why? Is something wrong?"
"No, Ustadz. But if Ustadz Bilal was 25 years old, maybe Abi could match Ustadz with Asthma" said Asma holding an amused smile with her own jokes.
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