You're Not Mine
Like Recognize That Voice

La ilaha illallah, al-malikul haqqul mubin

Muhammadur the apostle of Allah, shadaqul wa'dil aamiin

Allahumma shalli'ala, Muhammad shafi'il anam

Wa alihi wa shahbihi, wa salim 'ala dawam

O Allah kulo nyuwun, Istiqomah kulo worship

O Allah kulo nyuwun, jijah kulo husnul khatimah

Aisyah was silent for a moment to hear the praises of that afternoon. God, her voice is beautiful.

Zara realized that she was walking alone. He looked back.

"Eh, Aisyah missed out anyway. What's up?" Silent, Aisyah was still at home in her daydream.

"Dad."

Aisyah's shoulders were slightly raised in surprise. "Oh yes, ma'am, what's wrong?" Ask Aisyah grimacing.

"Why do you stop in the middle of the road like this?"

"Loh Aish stop, Ma'am? Hehe, sorry to daydream." Aisha was embarrassed.

"Yes, let's continue the path. Looks like Iqamah already wants." Get Zara to hold Aisyah's hand. While Aisyah shook her head slowly trying to dispel her thoughts that spread everywhere.

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"Aisha, do you want to go home now? Sorry if you want to go home alone. You have to teach teaching here first. Or want to be the same Ibuk nderes while waiting for Isya?" Say Zara to Aisyah after the completion of prayers and dhikr.

"That's so, Ma'am, em Aish seems to want to go with Mom just Mommy."

Zara smiled, "Yes, just a minute." He left Aisyah who was folding her alphabet. Before long, he was seen waving his hands at Aisyah. Next to him was his mother.

"Niki Ma'am, Aisha he." Nunung threw his smile at Aisyah.

"Here Nduk, sit next to Ibuk." According to Aisha, he was given the book of the Qur'an by Zara.

"This is Ayesha, so there will usually be one person reading and another listening. After a few new sheets after that replace. Usually ba'da tarawih, because Magrib people are still breaking fast."

Aisyah nodded in understanding the words from Zara. Then Zara left Aisha. He will teach in the terrace of the mosque. The place where sons and daughters are separated by satire.

Lama Aisyah followed the activities at night that day, the time also showed the entry of Isha' time'. Again Aisha heard a beautiful muazin echoing the Adhan.

Her voice was so beautiful, like she had heard and knew who the owner was.

But is it possible that he's here? Uh, but I don't know where it came from either. He was only in college in J. Astaghfirullah, what do you think Ayesha. Not to answer the call of Adzan.

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"Sir, Aish is so happy to be here." Said Aisyah when she wanted to come home from the mosque.

"really? Thank God you are at home here. Sorry Aisyah, I thought you didn't like this place. Because yes you know for yourself the difference of living in the village with in the village." Sahut Zara's.

"Em no kok Mbak, Aisyah even really seneng is here. Let alone two more days we fast, for a whole month we are here. Must be a lot of people."

"Yes, anyway later Maak take a tour while waiting for the opening time."

"Are you, Ma'am?"

"She just calm down."

Aisyah smiled, faintly dim Aisyah as if she saw something behind a mosque window. Someone had turned off the lamp of the mosque, so he did not see so clearly the face.

But from the posture and height, Aisyah as ever seen. I don't know now he still doesn't understand who he is. It was very interesting that he looked directly to be sure, but what people said when he did it here. Meet him and see? Of course he was ashamed to do so. Again, he just tried not to care.

...***...

Someone jumped in shock when his friend patted his shoulder hard and called out right in the ear.

"Astaghfirullah, startled." Gutting chest slowly. "Why?" Grunt asked.

"Mistake yourself to chat even daydream." Answer Yoga lightly and sip the Bagas drink without permission.

"Ck, whatever you want to do. I'm alive too. What are you gonna say?"

"That's right, it's not in the mood." Lazy leg.

"Yes already." Reply Bagas relaxed, he returned to surfing in the world of maya.

"Widiii.h, pantes aja atah nyuekin. Your guy's engrossed in seeing a clear girl." Yoga chirps when seeing the activities of his friend.

"As far as I am. The girls themselves are free to say too."

"Ck, your style has boyfriends." Ledek Yoga's.

Bagas just turned the ball off guard. He does not care about the chatter of Yoga which he thinks is not clear.

"Yes already know this do not need to join you earlier. Rest I gini only for nemenin lo who is dating gini. Dicekin's the address." Dengus Yoga was annoyed, Bagas slightly chuckled at hearing that.

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"Firsten up, Jihan!!!!" Shouted the Goddess to her daughter-in-law. His eyes widened to find his clothes mixed with stains.

Tap, tap, tap.

It was quickly that Jihan approached the mother-in-law, with a small basket filled with clothes that had been dried. "Yes Mah, what's wrong?" Jihan asked a little afraid to see the look on the face of the Goddess.

"You still ask why? Look it! Why is the color mixed like this?" Shows white clothing mixed with other colors.

"E-em it, sorry Mah."

"You don't choose clothes first when you wash. Yea?! What are you, Jihan? Work has nothing, at home can not be anything. You're the Sultan's descendant?" The goddess Cerocos seemed to not stop.

Jihan just looked down while squeezing her own hands. He's so nervous now.

"You fix Mama's clothes like this, otherwise you have to replace them! Remember that!" Bentak Dewi left Jihan who was dumbstruck in her place.

...***...

"Eh Dek, where are you going?" Ikfi asked who saw her sister was about to leave the house.

"You'll buy soap to wash your clothes later."

"Ouh a lot yes, you will wash his brother too."

Suddenly, Hanum widened his eyes. "No!" Strictly speaking.

"That can't be so, just do ititung-it's your training so the wife later. Even if you have become a wife, clothes husband with children also you take care of."

"Cih," Hanum screeched. Without thinking, he approached his brother who was preparing to go to work. Although Sunday, there is no holiday for Ikfi. Well, because he continued the farm that had been in his family.

Ikfi's forehead frowned at the right hand of his sister who was looking up at him. "What?"

"Make money to buy soap."

"You brought it."

Hanum smiled, "Love, count the exercises as husband. Even the pocket money of the wife and children is also the brother who takes care of." Hanum increasingly giggled amusedly at the response of his older brother who was staring at his speech.

Before long, Ikfi screeched and raised one corner of his lips. He shook his head in annoyance at reaching into his pocket and took out a 50-thousand piece.

Hanum happily accepted the money. "Thank you." Her brother is seen nodding in response and continuing his activities.

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