Anissa's Promise

Anissa's Promise
Jealous???



Still with Anisa and Ibra on the plantation, Anisa still fertilizes the garden even though she does not understand and does not understand about agriculture. Ibra was still cool to make grass, suddenly there was a santri princess the same age as Anisa who came while carrying a sheet of paper on Ibra.


" Analamualaikum ustad Ibrahim"


A girl named Salwa said hello. Salwa is the santri who helped Ibra in the bookstore. If Ibra was teaching, Salwa would replace him in the shop.


" Greetings waalaikum"


Anisa looked at Salwa.


" Who is this woman?" inner Anisa.


Salwa provides a piece of purchase data in his store to be checked by Ibra.


" Oh yes thank you Salwa" Ibra said. Salwa smiled as well.


" Yes it's justad, I'm sorry, asalamualaikum" said Salwa.


" Wait Salwa" pinta Ibra. Salwa stopped her steps and turned to Ibra.


" Why ustad?"


" It seems that since someone noticed you, maybe he wants to meet you" said Ibra.


" Who is ustad?"


Ibra looked at Anisa.


" What?" said Anisa.


" It seems you want to get acquainted with Salwa. So let me introduce you to him, let's not be jealous" Ibra said with a smile.


" I'm not jealous" Anisa asserted. Salwa spread her arms to meet Anisa.


" I'm Salwa mba Nisa, I'm the one who guards his bookstore ustad Ibrahim" Salwa said. Though hesitating, Anisa shook Salwa's hand.


" Samey"


Salwa smiled and said goodbye.


" I'll excuse you first asalamualaikum"


" Greetings waalaikum"


Anisa also returned to fertilize the garden. There was a little bit of annoyance in his heart.


" Why did this thug ustad introduce me to that santri woman" Anisa grumbled inwardly.


Ibra who saw Anisa pouting even she smiled.


" Are you jealous of Salwa?" ask Ibra.


" I'm not jealous" Anisa replied upsetly.


"If you're not jealous why you should be angry"


" I'm not angry but I'm annoyed" Anisa replied so much that Ibra gave a small laugh while looking down, making Anisa even more pursed her lips.


" Is it done?" elina asked suddenly. Anisa just shook her head.


" I cape Nis" lamented Elina.


When Aisha arrived with a drink and some snacks, she came with Adam and Eve who were running in the garden.


" Asalamualaikum"


" Greetings waalaikum"


Aisyah also put drinks, coffee and snacks on the mat.


" We rest first" cried Usman.


Zahira and Erika meet Aisha. Anisa invites Elina to join the others.


" Let's Lin let's rest first" said Anisa while meeting others, Ibra also slowly joined including Ustad Riziq and ustad Soleh. They've all gathered.


" Aisha, Nisa's not here?" ustad Usman asked his wife.


" Ka Nisa is currently staring at the mannequin statue in her room" Aisyah replied. Ustad Usman immediately frowned.


" O Allah is very sorry about the best graduates from cairo who have to compete with mannequin statues" said Zahira a little mocking. Until Usman squinted his eyes.


" Selebooor" called ustad Usman while growling.


" Becanda about ustad he he"


Aisha made coffee for her husband.


" Thank you uni" Riziq said with a smile. Ustad Usman also brewed his own coffee as well as the rest of Soleh.


" Why do you want to make coffee?" ask Elina.


" I don't like coffee, I just want to make sweet tea" Anisa replied.


Anisa had poured tea bags into the glass that had hot water, she was waiting for the jar of sugar that was being used by Zahira to give sugar to her tea. Suddenly Ibra immediately held the glass held by Anisa and immediately drank the tea in Anisa's hand without having to touch each other. Anisa seems surprised by what the thug did.


" Thank you, the tea is sweet" Ibra said with a smile. Anisa just scrunched her forehead.


" I haven't given him sugar" Anisa said.


" Although not given sugar, but the tea already tastes sweet if you make it" said Ibra. Anisa's face was reddened, there was a sense of joy mixed with shame. Until he immediately humped his face. Now it was Usman who squinted his eyes at Anisa and Ibra because he saw the incident just now. Ibra who did not like to be stared at like that, he immediately squinted his eyes at Usman. Usman immediately shuddered in horror while holding his face. Because 7 years ago he once got a beautiful bogem from a thug.


Suddenly Usman's eyes immediately widened to see Adam and Eve were busy picking up the seeds of tomato seedlings that had just grown.


" Abaghfirullah Aisyah, you see the behavior of your children, they pluck the seeds of mutant seedlings" said Ustad Usman a little upset. Aisyah was surprised to see what her daughter's son did.


" Athaghfirullah Adam Eve"


Aisha immediately ran and took Adam and Eve away from the seedlings of the newly grown tree.


" Dear not to be uprooted from the tree, the pakdenya angry" Aisyah told Adam and Eve.


" Here love to play with aunt Ira" said Zahira. Adam and Eve were playing in the garden with Zahira and Erika.


After they were done, they left the plantation. Ustad Usman and ustad Soleh have returned to their homes, as well as Aisha and Ustad Riziq. Now there are Anisa, Elina, Zahira and Erika and Ibra.


" Erika's sister went straight home" said Anisa.


Erika nodded as well.


" Asalamualaikum"


" Greetings walaikum"


Zahira and Erika went straight back to the dormitory. Anisa, Elina and Ibra are now walking towards the main gate. Anisa felt strange when she saw Ibra walking behind her.


" Why are you following me?" ask Anisa not like it.


" I'm not following you" replied Ibra.


" Why are you walking behind me?" ask Anisa back.


" If I walk in front, people will think that you two are my wives" Ibra replied. Anisa had already scrunched her forehead, while Elina was already laughing without a sound.


" It's up to you" Anisa said as she continued her steps.


" I hear now you're opening a boutique in front of my bookstore?" ask Ibra.


" Hmmm, but we didn't know that the bookstore was yours"


" You know why my shop and your boutique can face each other just like our house in Jakarta used to face each other so you can steal a glance at me in your room window" Ibra said.


" What do you mean?"


" It's not a coincidence that our stores can cross each other. It is God's plan to bring us closer. You believe that?" ask Ibra?.


" No" answered Anisa.


Suddenly Anisa was silent when she saw Salwa standing in front of the bookstore while looking at Ibra and herself.


" Your pretty clerk is waiting for you in front of the store" said Anisa as she walked a little faster to cross the street in the afterlife with a laughing Elina.


" Asalamualaikum" cried Ibra to Anisa.


"I'm glad you're feeling jealous"8