There's A Match From the Wrong Phone Number
Loves sholawat
Sholawat was one of the tranquilizers for Ayesha. In the midst of the rumbling and strange life that must be passed, Ayesha likes to chant sholawat.
If there are some prayers that are rejected, because there is a speck of prayer that contains evil. For example, you bad guy, don't doain let cepet mamp**. So in prayer there is evil, because we try to pray bad things for others.
Then bersholawat lah, because actually there is no sholawat that is rejected.
When praying there is sholawat yes, because that is how amazing the benefits of sholawat.
Whoever loves sholawat, insyalah will be gathered with his loved ones, who is none other than His Majesty Muhammad sholallahu alaihi wasalam.
Sholawat with love, want A, sholawat, want B, chant sholawat.
Allah is holy, angels are holy, thanks to the blessings of his life are favourable and insyallah be a survivor of the hereafter.
Ayesha is a woman who is very fond and likes sholawat. Even almost every day always sholawat. Ayesha chanted sholawat with all love.
After opening the piggy bank, Ayesha started counting sheet after sheet of broken money, between one thousand, two thousand, five thousand and ten thousand.
This money was the result of Ayesha's efforts to sell cakes and work in the Tofu factory. Ayesha's salary is eight hundred thousand every one month working in tofu and tempe manufacturing plants.
Every eight hundred, Ayesha gave five hundred to Mifta. Ayesha thinks household funds are big too, so little by little Ayesha helps the economy at home. One hundred thousand for Zara's pocket money, and the remaining two hundred Ayesha tubes.
selling cakes, with a capital of two hundred thousand. Ayesha can make three hundred pieces of cake, consisting of a hundred layer cakes, a hundred fried tempe crispy, and a hundred fried tofu fill. Of all if sold, Ayesha gets two hundred and forty thousand dollars, so Ayesha has a profit of forty thousand every day.
two hundred to buy more ingredients, forty thousand Ayesha use to buy vegetables, the rest Ayesha will save her.
Ayesha purposely collected her money. Ayesha likes to save.
Once calculated, the amount of money Ayesha for almost a year, there are about three million rupiah. Ayesha was delighted to find the money in her savings had already accumulated this much.
The plan is, Ayesha Pingin really open a food stall in front of the house. But, Ayesha should be even more excited about saving her.
Ayesha keeps the money under her shabby mattress. Then Ayesha Gegas peddle her homemade cake.well, today Ayesha will be traveling. If it is placed in the shop, it is too late because it is already noon.
"Kue___ cake____" Ayesha offers her homemade cake to everyone she meets.
Finally, after entering Ashar time, Ayesha's merchandise was sold out because there was a wholesale, a housewife who was renovating the house. So, Ayesha's merchandise quickly sold out.
Ayesha visits Ahmad Zubair at the village midwife's house. Ayesha's smile expanded when she saw Ahmad Zubair was able to walk on his own.
"Assalamualaikum" Sapa Ayesha.
"Getishalam." Ahmad Zubair stared fixedly at the face of his sister.his face was tangled and black. Is, because selling around makes Ayesha's skin that is actually clean to black.
"How, bang. is it good, right?" Tanya Ayesha approached Ahmad Zubair.
"Alhamdulillah, sa. Brother feels much better" replied Ahmad Zubair.
"That means this afternoon, you can go home?" Ask Ayesha.
Ahmad Zubair nodded.
"Yes, I can go home. But, I don't dare say goodbye to Midwife, because we haven't paid for your brother's medicine." Mifta sounds a little sloppy.
Ahmad Zubair looks down.
"Sorry I'm troubling you?" Sesal Ahmad Zubair's.
"No, bang. don't say that, again it's time to be sick. The most important thing now is that you are healthy, you are better. Because that's all that matters." Ayesha.
Mifta just thumped her mouth.
Ayesha walked towards the living room of the Village Midwife Bu. To ask about Ahmad Zubair's condition.
"Yes, how's Ayesha?" Tanya Bu Village Midwife.
"Are you going home this afternoon, Mom?" Ask Ayesha.
"By, Sa. Your brother's condition has improved, which is important the medicine must be taken regularly. For a while, tell your brother not to work first. rest, a day to five days ahead.let your brother's body condition can really recover."
"Good, Mom."
"Let's come with me, I'll write a prescription for your brother's medicine," the village midwife invited to Ahmad Zubair's room lying down.
The village midwife seemed to pick up a few pieces of medicine, and started writing her prescription.
"It is drunk after all meals except this one, it is drunk before meals. So, one hour before meals please take this medicine first. After that, eat and take this medicine." The village midwife explained very clearly.
"Well, ma'am, how much does it cost you?"
"For the cost, because your brother used the infusion as well earlier. So, the total is three hundred thousand."
"I'll send you money later, ma'am, because I didn't bring it."
"That's it, sa." Mifta pointed at the cake container Ayesha sold.
"That's only two hundred and forty thousand, yuk." Answer Ayesha soft valley.
"It's okay.tomorrow again is fine." Terang Bu midwife.
"I'll say it, ma'am, I'll take it with me." The midwife agreed.
"Thank you, Mom." Ahmad Zubair.
"Yes, bang. I hope you're healthy soon?"
"Aamiin..."
"I'm sorry, Mom. Thanks again!" Ayesha.
"Yes, you're welcome." Madam smiled so sincerely.
"Indeed your brother will you take a walk to the house?" Mifta immediately spoke when she realized there was no vehicle in front of the house Midwife.
"no, yuk. I've called Mr. Abdul, Abdul will come soon too" replied Ayesha slowly.
Sure enough, before long Pakde Abdul came on his motorcycle.
Ahmad Zubair was riding on the bike, not with Mifta and Ayesha having to walk to get home.
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"It's fast there, deliver the money to the house of the village midwife. Later we will be tricked again," said Mifta when they had just arrived.
"I want to take a shower and pray Ashar first yuk. it's over then I'll drop the money."
"Let's go home from the Midwife's house, stop by the sembako stalls huh. Buy instant noodles or what cake, I'm hungry. Money is not there" exclaimed Mifta thrusting her foot.
"Yes, brother. I would like to stop by there, buy some cake as well. Zara, what do you want to snack on the deck, let auntie buy it?" Ask Ayesha.
Zara Lun calls her favorite brand.