
"Aiza!"
The sound of baritone sounds thundered, making Aiza who was studying together with Nayla in the family room made Aiza stop the writing movement. He didn't look. He knew whose voice it was. None other than Ishmael, his brother.
"That brings your favorite food. Comehere!" The baritone's voice sounded full of seduction.
"No." Aiza continued her writing. He sat on the floor with Nayla, a table that was so high that the stomach was used as a base for writing.
"Gh." Nayla nudges Aiza's arm. "Change of lu tuh. Really cute? You got to nag a lot."
"Belgroff." Aiza was still down, cool with her writing.
"Aiza! Don't you really want banana jam? This is our favorite food. I brought a lot for you." Ishmael finally relented, came to Aiza and put the package of food on the table.
Such is Aiza, a beautiful figure who is always pampered, loved and praised. Aiza was never scolded because she was the youngest to be spoiled. His father who incidentally fierce and nagging was never willing to be angry at Aiza despite how Aiza's attitude so far.
"Come, eaten!" hail Ismail while sucking the buds of his youngest head.
"Aiza fasts."
"Oh yes... It's thursday. Until he forgot. Abah did not fast either. It hurts the waist."
Aiza doesn't care. Whatever his father wants to say.
"Aiza, you received a mature naji disciple huh? Abah yesterday taught him."
Aiza turned her head, but was still in a lowered position. Haduh, he had forgotten that Akhmar's rote deposit schedule was yesterday. Did the man really memorize it? It was impossible for him to ask the problem to his father, could be big his father's head if he invited the father to talk. Better keep the prestige. Don't ask. Looks like Akhmar really memorized it. If he had not memorized, how could he have dared to come.
"The man doesn't look like a good young man. You must be careful, do not let him do things that are not good in this house. He's dangerous. Abah's met him before, he's a seasoned thug. Dangerous. Your intention to seek charity by giving someone knowledge to hijrah is very good, but think about the risks. If the harm is greater, then do not do it" said Ismail warned.
"The next time do not have to replace Aiza ngajar njai again, Brother Zahra can replace it." Aiza interrupted spicyly. Who else would dare to behave like that if not Aiza. The girl was used to being ugly and strict towards her father. The father had no power to nag.
"It will also be a reward."
"Nay, learn it hopefully. Lo back gih. I suddenly got dizzy." Aiza closed the book.
Nayla who understood the meaning of Aiza's words could only obey. Though the group study has not been completed, but he really understands the location of Aiza's problem.
"Yes, I'm back, Za. See you!" Nayla is leaving.
Ismail even chuckled at the question in the tone of protest. "Change your kangen, kangen Kak Zahra, kangen umi you too. Can't cook here?"
"Well, isn't it the same with Umi? Umi still have to withstand the burden of every mallem because it has to share the heart? Kasian umi." Aiza spoke out loud.
Zahra stood behind the wall and eavesdropped to the astonishment of her sister's words.
"Aiza, you're too early to understand. There are many glorious studies in the scriptures that God has given. And one of them is God's permission for men to marry more than one woman. You're too young to understand that."
"If if Brother Zahra, or Aiza who was married to our husband later what? What if our husband had a wife of four? Are you willing to have your daughter polygamous for reasons of lust?"
"It doesn't matter that men get married more than once. You as women should also understand the depth of the study. But if you are not strong, it is better not to be polygamous. Because it's heavy. If you guys are already very strong." Ishmael smiled widely.
Well, it's free to talk to you. Aiza pouting. I go and go into the room.
"Sister, there was a new student yesterday. Huge already. Handsome girl, sister," said Iman, the most naughty boy who taught later. He just finished his reading.
Aiza only raised an eyebrow.
"Tonight do not know why not come," added Iman again.
"Udah, you're back. It's finished, " said Aiza.
"OKAY. Assalamualaikum!" Faith cried out loudly.
"Getishalight."
Faith ngibrit running out. Soon the boy's head came back. "People come, Brother."
Aiza just frowned looking at Faith who pointed to Akhmar standing in the doorway. Faith then left. Aiza's attention was directed towards Akhmar. The man's appearance looked different. His face looks very handsome wearing a koko shirt combined skullcap on the head.
"Assalamualaikum" said Akhmar as he stepped into the room.
"Getishalight." Aiza answered softly.
Akhmar sat before Aiza.
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