A Match For Gus Ilham
Chapter.06 (revision)
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Elsewhere, a girl was sitting in one corner of the cottage library with a pile of books in front of her.
"Generic, Ukhti. Seriously very learned, until we realized we came," said one of the girls from two people who came to the table where Myesha seemed to focus on reading a large book and also thick.
"Waalaikumsalam, you? How about just the two? Beautiful same Khitofah where?" myesha asked when she saw that only Nurma and Amina came to her.
"Some, they're waiting for us in the park. We learn there yukk Sha, let it be fresher and not sleepy. If here the inn sleepy continues," take Amina to Myesha who late this prefers to spend her time in the cottage library.
"May, a minute. I'll borrow the book first with Ms. Laila," answered Myesha's money and got up while carrying 3 books on the table for permission to be taken out of the library.
"Remember, do not get damaged let alone lost yes," said Bu Laila, said, one of the female staff who was in charge of guarding the library when Myesha asked permission to bring the book she was reading to be taken out.
"Each Ustadzah, if I say yes. I'll return the book, Ashar,"
"Well, the spirit of learning is yes,"
With a glowing face. Myesha finally came out of the library room with her two friends to go to the cottage garden.
But when met with a turn, accidentally Myesha hit someone's stocky body that makes his body dazed to fall with a book in his hands scattered.
Sreetts
Brugggkkkk
"Aww, sstttt," ringis Myesha as her butt kisses with the floor.
"Astaghfirullahaladzim, what are you?" asked the man in panic, but did not try to help Myesha who was sitting on the floor.
"Please help him wake up, why are you guys so dumb?" he continued again to the two friends of Myesha who just fell silent unconsciously looked at his handsome face with quite a long time.
"Astaghfirullahaladzim, yes well Ustadz sorry we," replied Nurma immediately helped Myesha to rise.
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Myesha's heart was pounding as her netra met Gus Ilham's netra. Apparently, the man who had just been hit by his body was Gus Ilham.
The man who had been his dream and his heart target.
"You're okay, right?" gus Ilham asked Myesha.
"It hurts, but it's okay Ustadz. It can still be held," answered Myesha lowered her head.
Although to be honest, it was eager to raise its head and stare at that handsome face for a long time. However, after some time living there.
Myesha knew more and more that staring at the face of a man who was not her mahram would be sinful. So, Myesha also tried her hardest not to raise her head even though the desire to look at the handsome face was increasingly stirring when their bodies were close to each other like today.
"Thank God then. Where are you guys going?"
"We want to go to Ustadz park, want to study there while teaching," replied Nurma.
"Well Ustadz, forgive my negligence" answered Myesha.
Because of the fun of reading to make Myesha not focus on the road she was passing at this time. Until accidentally hit the stocky body of Gus Ilham who was walking in the same hallway.
"Yes already. You can continue your journey, I say yes first. Assalamu'alaikum." said Gus Ilham who occasionally glanced at Myesha who still seemed to lower her head.
"Yes Ustadz, monggo. Waalaikumsalam warahmatulli wabarakatuh,"
The three girls continued on their way to the park. Until late afternoon, the five girls were still sitting in the park with books in their hands.
"Assalamu'alaikum, Ukhti ukhti. Learn what again?"
A gentle greeting from someone finally diverted the five girls' attention from the book they were holding to the source of the voice.
A middle-aged woman with a veil covering her face appeared to be standing not far away from them. The four girls who already knew who the middle-aged woman was immediately stood up and greeted her with reverence.
"Waalaikumsalam Nyai, Nyai how are you? Did you come back from out of town?" replied Amina who first greeted Umma Mayra.
"Alhamdulillah is good, because it is always in his protection so God willing will always be good. Yes, I was the same Mr. Ustadz Ilyas until this afternoon at the cottage." replied Umm Mayra sage.
While Myesha herself was still sitting with a gaze filled with confusion as the four friends greeted the veiled woman standing in front of her at this moment.
"Wake up Sha, salim used to be the same Nyai Mayra." whispered Khotifah nudged the body of his friend who was still sitting on the park bench.
"Astaghfirullahaladzim, sorry Nyai. I don't know yet that this is Nyai Mayra" said Myesha immediately stood up and greeted the middle-aged woman with reverence.
"What's wrong, you're named Myesha?" ask Umma Mayra.
"Yesa Nyai," Myesha replied as she raised her head, venturing into the middle-aged woman with a veil covering her face.
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Umma Mayra's heart skipped a beat while looking at Myesha's face. The face that reminded her of someone from the story in her past was quite dark.
A story that will never be forgotten throughout the history of the journey of the life of Mayra Adelia. The story where Mayra was at its lowest point to decide to migrate after getting out of prison for being proven to hurt someone to almost lose his life on purpose.
With a trembling tone, Umma Mayra asked Myesha her real name again. Hope if Myesha is part of the person in her past story.
"Can you please tell me, what's your full name, son?" ask Umma Mayra again for the sake of convincing again his presumption of who Myesha is right.
"Myesha Safeera Kusuma Wijaya Nyai, why?" myesha answered by turning around to ask.
"Wijaya Kusuma? Oh, it wasn't, was it? I guess, she's your daughter Mas, her face looks a lot like yours Mas Ardi." muttered Umma Mayra inwardly.
When he saw the beautiful face of one of his students who went there. A face that Umma Mayra will never forget in her entire life.
The face that holds so many memories that changed her from an evil and heartless woman to finally decide to move.
Fixing mistakes and improving yourself to be much better than the dark past.
