
“Come start!” tell Aiza.
“Hal ataaka hadiisul.”.
“Hei!” Aiza hit the back of Akhmar's hand with the wooden ruler she had been holding.
Akhmar pulled his hand on the table. Hide it under the table. Buset, Aiza's punch is terrible!
“Can talk without having to hit?” Akhmar stroked the back of his reddened hand with an annoyed look.
“This is not how much. I used to be educated very hard with my teacher. Every time the wrong reading is immediately picked up. If I was late memorizing at the specified time limit, I was told to stand on one leg for half an hour while continuing to repeat the memorization until I actually memorized it. And if not memorized too, I was told to pray up to a thousand times. Is domble a lip? The regulation also applies to you,” stressed Aiza considering her time to study teaching.
Akhmar remained silent. It was a process to get an apology from Aiza after yesterday's incident.
“The punishment given is not to torture, but the purpose is for good. Good think. So you follow me, don't protest. Still want to continue? Or call it?” Aiza raised an eyebrow.
“Next,” reply Akhmar quiet. “Absolutely I was wrong? Isn't my reading right?”
“Every time read the holy verses, read ta’awudz and basmallah first!”
“Oh...” Akhmar takes a breath. It turns out that it is not the fault, but there are those who are left behind. “Taawudz what?”
“Ya Allah..” Aiza was shocked. Ta’awudz also akhmar do not know? But Aiza then instantly changed her startled expression to be ordinary. It must not discourage Akhmar who is struggling to memorize the holy verse. “Ta’awudz it is a prayer pleading for protection to God from the damned demons. A’udzubillahiminasyaitonirrojim.”
“Oh Akhmar then read taawudz, continued reading basmallah, and then read his memorization. Almost every verse, Akhmar gets a reprimand from Aiza because it is considered wrong haraakat, long short, and many others although in fact Akhmar has been completely memorized by his reading.
“OK. Your memorization is actually smooth and complete. Only, the short length is a lot wrong, you need to learn a lot about the short length of the reading,” comments Aiza after Akhmar finished his reading.
“In that case, I need teacher njai. You're the teacher, can you?”
Aiza. Males really has a recess student and his behavior is not polite like Akhmar. The girl grumbled.
“You can learn from each other. Guru najai is not just me,” said Aiza flat.
“You limit people who want to learn religion to you?”
Ugh.. spewing mulu! Aiza is very upset. Though Aiza introduced Akhmar to memorization because he wanted Akhmar to know more closely with religion, but why did Aiza not want to help Akhmar to be able to teach?
Honestly, Aiza wanted to reject the man's request, but there was no reason for Aiza to prevent others from studying. What else is the reward is a charity note that will later become a provision to help him.
Considering the terrible thing that she might accept, Aiza felt hard to resist.
“Then, the condition is that you must memorize Al-Fajr's letter. Time limit of a week!” said Aiza. “After memorization, you can just come and learn to teach here. But if you cross the time limit, then you fail.”
“That's how many verses?”
“30 verses.”
Akhmar. “Add longer number of verses.”
“The story is short-short.” Fair enough terms.
Hearing that, Aiza widened in wonder. Nyeplos really talked about it. “Your own losers.”
Akhmar raised an eyebrow. Strange, at first he condemned the attitude of Aiza who urged him to memorize just so that the case was not extended, but now he became curious, how to read the Quran.
“Do people who want to learn it must be complicated like this?” Akhmar wanted to hear Aiza's answer.
“Everyone who wants to level up must have a test right? People who want to take classes must first take the test. Want to enter the army just have to pass the test first.”
Akhmar was satisfied to hear Aiza's reply. Smart girl.
“If at the time that has been determined you have not managed to memorize it, then do not come here. But if you are sure you have memorized, then Bring Al qur’an, pointers to teach, and dress neatly. Don't wear clothes like this!” Aiza pointed at Akhmar's clothes with her chin.
Akhmar stared at his own appearance, wearing a t-shirt and jeans. Suddenly imagined in his head how he wore a cocoa shirt and sarong, and skullcap on the head. He shook slowly.
“What time do I have to come here?” ask Akhmar. Huh, why did he obey that girl?
“Ba’da isya. But that's if you really memorize yes!”
Akhmar.
“O yes, where did you enter? Why is it suddenly on my home page?”
“Mclimb fence!” answer Akhmar lightly.
Aiza frowned in surprise. “Pillage. Next time you enter through the gate, do not climb the fence. Kayak maling aja.”
“I'm not comfortable through the turnstile.”
“Why?”
“Fear of not being allowed in. I do not know the people in this house.if I muter through the front and even meet your father, surely later I will be asked, so climb the fence.” Akhmar scratched his non-itchy caruk.
“Even if you climb the fence, you can be pounded by people. And you will be safe to enter here if your appearance is neat and good. Not like this kind of thug. Put on the necklace again. I don't accept students wearing necklaces! Men can't wear necklaces.”
Akhmar just listen.
“Ya. Now you're home!” tell Aiza.
Akhmar rose to his feet, stepping out of the spacious room. He looked up when he was in the doorway. Somehow he felt very comfortable in that house, it felt like he did not want to step away from there. Strange!
“Lewat door yes! don't climb the fence!” aiza's exclamation made Akhmar turn back.
The man just kept quiet. He then stepped aside from the side porch of the house, heading forward. He had to pass through the front yard to get to the gate.
“Loh, who are you?”
The voice made Akhmar shocked and turned his head.
Seriate