Trapped Enchantment Thugs Insaf
09. Video

This is the new habit of Aiza, the girl who has a marble-like eye bead, every time she finishes morning prayers, she opens one of the apps and looks through the video inside.  He had not even taken off his face after the prayer.  He started playing with his cell phone, pressing videos that were considered Islamic, wanting to add insight and entertain himself.  

Aiza, a maniacal girl who is interested in the world that is related to Islam, does not like violence, what else is the world of thugs.  That is the education that is applied by the uminya.

Whatever type of content Aiza's eyes saw, the search column always followed the word Islam behind her.  So the video recommendations and news that appear are related to religion.  If the video has moved towards content that is far from his favorite, then he immediately skips and returns to the search homepage.

The first video runs out, auto-scrolling to the next video.  So next.  It appears a young man was sitting in front of the holy book of the Qur’an, wearing a sarong, white cocoa clothes and black skullcap.  Face's clean.  And. Handsome.  

Oops, Aiza's inner being was embarrassed at all while admitting that.  His white skin was flushed just because he felt amazed at the young man.

AkhmarBlack09's chat.  Aiza memorized the name of the content owner, who posted several Islamic videos.  The majority of the videos are polished with a cuteness that keeps the audience entertained.  And Aiza peeked at the videos that the man uploaded.  The content of the video is always inspiring and also entertaining.

Back Aiza observing the video, the young man started directing the pointer in his hand towards the Qur’an to start reading the Qur’an.  Just now the man's mouth was open about to read ta’awuz, Duuuaarrrrr…!  The loud noise shocked him to the point that he fell and his body was no longer visible from behind the scenes.

Dark video, followed by a moving piece.  It's too much playing firecrackers.  In addition to firecrackers endangering myself and others, I intend to read the scriptures to almost hang.

“Aiza!  Habit, early in the morning gini toy hape,” reprimand the figure of a girl in a pink hijab who has not been since when standing on the side of the mattress.  His face has similarities with Aiza's face, their noses are both sharp and tiny, their cheeks are also the same.  It's just, their eye beads are different.  Aiza's eye beads are blue, while her brother is brown.  

“Alright not school?  See what time it is!”  Zahra pointed at the wall clock in the room.

“Hah?”  Aiza turned her head in shock at the clockwork that had already pointed at the figure of sixty-five minutes.  That means fifteen more minutes of time left.  It was always Aiza forgetting the time each time she held a cell phone.  The ends are always blurred.  

“Pantesan from earlier did not leave the room, apparently again cool to play mobile phone.  Beware then continue tomorrow Brother confiscate your phone!” threaten Zahra with a waistline.

“Ampun deh, Brother.  Don't be afraid of beautiful ilang.”  Rushing Aiza threw Mukena in any direction and jumped down from the bed, scattering into the bathroom.

Zahra bobbing heads.  He took care of Aiza's face, folded it up and arranged it into a closet along with the prayer mat that had since been still stretched on the floor.  Although he seemed chatty, but his attention to Aiza was no doubt.

Zahra also tidied up Aiza's mattress.  Fold the blanket and arrange a messy pillow.  “Duuh... have a sister but it makes no difference to a boy.  Aiza really likes hp mulu toys.  That's really you, Dek.  He was wayward, but diligent njai.  Not pa-pa deh, and also stubborn if you are an adult.”  Zahra talked to herself while arranging Aiza's doll onto the shelf to make it neat.  

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