THE HIDDEN PEARL
NAISHA ARIZMAH AZZIFA
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β Shallaahu βala Muhammad Shallallahu 'alaihi wasallam.
The Messenger of Allah β β β β β β β β _DHigh Says:
Expand sholawat to me every Friday.. Because the sholawat of my people will be shown to me on Friday,
Who has a lot on me
He is the closest to me
On the Day of Resurrection
β(HR.Baihaqi no 1673)β
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Naisha, who had been neat after bathing, returned to the family room and saw the mother who was watching TV, sitting alone on the long sofa she ran and immediately put her head on the lap of the mother.
"Astaghfirullah, the child wants to marry is still spoiled" joked the mother who was surprised because suddenly Naisah came earlier.
"There's a chance mom.." Answer Naisha lightly. " Partially if you already have a husband, Imah must be in Bawak with a husband, so you can no longer be like this mother" continued Naisah again.
"hmm you can answer" protested the mother.
"Yes dong mama Imah that loh" her bales while grinning showed her tight teeth.
"Nai was already ngabarin Mas you?" ask a man who suddenly appears.
"Yes, said Abhizar mas he will come three days before Walimatul'ursnya Yah, because his work can not stay long "Bales Naisha
"Yes it is not important papa he came" said the man who turned out to be Naisah's father.
"Nai, did you take your wedding dress?" ask the mother.
"Astaghfirullah, I forgot my mother.." she patted her forehead..
"Tok can forget the heck Nai?. wasn't the purpose of you leaving earlier actually that?" ask the mother again
" Yes the Bun.but because of Irma fighting with the Brotherhood Imma forgot it"
"Hey, you're so forgetful, son"
"Sorry mother, yes you have taken it now" he said as he rose from his sleep.
"It's already afternoon Nai must have been jammed streets" said the mother.
"Imah ride your mother's motorbike so as not to get stuck in traffic"
"huh kok ride the bike anyway Nai, you have made a veil like this still like to ride the bike" protested the mother.
"Iss mother is not a motor that will be in the value of her Akhlak catapult, as long as Imah does not violate the shari'at in shea Allah does not have a father"
"Hais you can just answer, yes it is there but you are careful, son" said the mother resigned.
"Okay mother if so I'm ready first yes Bun"
"yes" Naisha again ran up the stairs to her room, the group who saw her only shook their heads.
"Didam what used to be mother when pregnant Naisha anyway well, why the child from childhood can not be silent like other girls" complained the mother to the father.
"Ssth should not complain about Bun, we should be grateful to have it independent, smart beautiful, can take care of ourselves..."
"Also tomboy!" So the mother cut off the words of the father.
"The same as the mother" the father teased.
"Eh what the hell is dad?" said mother a little embarrassed.
"I am your mother also a tomboy, just the difference Naisha likes to ride a big bike while the mother motor cross but set the same motorbike racer" said the father.
"Tapikan mother used to not make a veil so there are no unpleasant comments" protested mother
"Don't ignore the judgment of others Bun, because in fact only God judges each of His servants, as long as our children do not do what He forbids, you don't have to worry.." Bales the Father.
"iya deh yah" at the same time Nesha had returned with her black clothes complete with her veil.
"Father mother, Imah go first yes Assalamu'alaikum "pamiit while greeting the hands of both parents.
"Be careful nak Wa'alaikumus greetings" answered the two. after getting he went to take his red motorbike after wearing a helmet he also began to advance his motorbike at maximum speed.
Naisha Arizmah Azzifa is a beautiful 19-year-old girl, the second son of two brothers Ahmad Abhizar Albiru from the couple Faisal Basri and Rodiah.. He had a spoiled, cheerful nature and was somewhat tomboyish before his grandfather entered him into the boarding house and since then he changed everything including his appearance.
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While on the other side..
In the car Azzam..
Azzam who was leaning on the seat of his car while closing his eyes, suddenly jolted because of the ringing of his HP, he took the flat object, and lifted it.
π±"Hello Assalamu'alaikum mi? it was her mother who contacted her.
π²Mami: "Wa'alaikumus greetings son"
π± Azzam:" What's up Mi?"
π²Mami: I'll stop by my mom's subscription boutique please bring a wedding dress for Azkha.
π± Azzam:" Good mi later Azzam stop by"
π²Mami: "Thank you son yes mami closed ya Assalamu'alaikum"
π± Azzam; "Sama-sama mi wa'alaikumus salam" Sambugan was cut off.
"Frans, we need a mama's subscription" he told Frans.
"Okay" Frans bales briefly then Frans re-rounded his car and put it back on, because coincidentally their position was also close to the mall where the Boutique was located, not long before they arrived.
Azzam followed by Frans entered the mall, and continued to step towards the boutique subscription of his mother who was on the 3rd floor and he chose to ride through the elevator when he arrived at the door lif Frans pressed the button and soon the elevator was open, and,, Azzam who was impatient to play nerobos entered without being around in the elevator and Finally..
BRUUUK..
"Aakhs!!" Screeches Azzam..
"Akhs..Abaghfirullah!" scrape a woman.
"Eloo !! Lo again Lo again, it looks like the world is so narrow ya!" exclaim Azzam annoyed. " Or don't-don't-don't you follow me !" continued again.
"Astaghfirullah, ana from the inside, and ana who antum hit, why the angry antum?" answer the woman who turned out to be Naisha. Azzam who was very upset pointed at Naisha's face and wanted to say something but was stopped by Frans.
"Eh..eh.h already. stop zam!, right the wrong Lo was playing nerobos aja without seeing anyone what "reprove Frans mediate
"I'm sorry Nai, now you go" Frans told Naisha.
"Alright akyy, Syukron" said Naisah briefly then he left.after he was no longer seen..
"Lo really emotional zam?"
"Silent Lo.. go get Azkha's wedding dress, I'll wait in the car!!" he said and went straight back to his car. Frans only shook his head to see the pringai of his best friend, and then he went to take the message of his boss.
It did not take long, Frans was back in his boss' car waiting in it.
"It's a long time Lo?" azzam after Frans inside.
"Astaghfirullah has been told this quickly for a long time" Frans protested..
"Silence Lo fast walk!" snapped it.
"Yes yes. uh. wow cool" said Frans when he wanted to bales his boss's words his eyes even saw something.
"What ?!" ask Azzam curious.
"Look" pointed to Frans, who pointed to a woman on a large motorcycle wearing her helmet..
"wasn't that the woman?" murmured Azzam who was heard by Frans..
"Yep, that's Naisha.ukh my idol really he's really good that he's also my soul mate"
"Dream Lo.!, don't be too high dream, you will fall sick" Azzam said.
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