Anissa's Promise

Raining

Jakarta.

Now Syabil is sitting in his office chair. He kept thinking about Ibra and Anisa. He still asks why Anisa can live in the same city as her arch-nemesis Ibra. Because Syabil knew that Ibra was so crazy about Anisa since 7 years ago.

" It is possible that Anisa came here only to be close to the delinquent, I think Anisa used to be very afraid of him" inner Syabil. Suddenly the twins Yudi and Yuda came and entered the room Syabil.

" Boss afternoon" said Yudi and Yuda.

" What do you guys get about that punk?" ask Syabil. Yudi and Judah sat in front of Shabil.

" The Ibra lives in the pesantren boss. He has lived there for 7 years" Yudi said.

" Continue" pinta Syabil.

" Since being arrested by police 7 years ago in Jakarta, Ibra's parents have guaranteed his freedom, since then Ibra has been brought to the school. Early on he participated as a santri in the pesantren, but for a long time he was appointed as a teacher there because of his intelligence and religious knowledge are quite good" said Yuda.

" So that means?" syabil asked in disbelief.

" Hmmm, let's say Ibrahim"

Hearing the speech of his men, Syabil felt disbelief, a Jakarta delinquent chairman whose hobby back and forth in prison, arrived now an ustad at a boarding school. It was like a dream for him.

" Tomorrow, no matter how you two sneak into the boarding school, find out about Ibra in as much detail as possible and let no one miss a bit" Syabil said.

" Good boss we do tomorrow" said Yudi and Yuda.

* * * * * *

Evening arrived, heavy rain flushed the city of A. After doing Isya prayer, Anisa and Elina also closed the boutique because of the weather that does not allow visitors to come. Arriving from a distance saw Ibra and Salwa running towards their boutique. Ibra chooses to take shelter in her shop Anisa rather than be alone in a slightly narrow bookstore with Salwa, she is afraid that a demon will come. So Ibra invites Salwa to take shelter in her shop Anisa. Besides Anisa, there must be Elina.

Tok to tok.

" Asalamualaikum"

Elina opened the boutique door.

" Greetings waalaikum" Elina saw Ibra and Salwa standing at the door slightly soaked.

" You guys haven't come home yet?" ask Elina

" Can we take shelter in your crap?" ask Ibra. Elina looked directly at Anisa, instantly Anisa immediately nodded her head.

" Come in" Elina's pinta.

" Thank you Elina" Salwa said with a smile. Ibra and Salwa were sitting on the sofa in the boutique. Anisa gives a towel to Salwa and Ibra.

" Thank you"

" Thank you Nisa" said Salwa. Ibra also took off her wet cocktail clothes because of rain, coincidentally she had just returned from the mosque after doing Isha prayers. Ibra undressed her cocoon, incidentally she still wears a short-sleeved white shirt as her alma mater. Anisa and Elina look gaping looking at the muscle muscle in her hand Ibra. Elina immediately closed her eyes, while Anisa continued to pay attention to Ibra's right arm because she was still curious about the eagle tattoo that had been removed. Whether the tattoo still left its mark or had already turned smooth like its real skin. Anisa keeps watching him, but Ibra does not know that Anisa keeps watching him, he is more busy drying his hair with a towel given by Anisa.

" Nis, condition your eyes" whispered Elina. Anisa instantly lowered her face with a hint of embarrassment.

" Ibra, uh I mean ustad Ibrahim, please don't take off your shirt" pinta Elina.

" Leave it" said Elina.

" I'm afraid to catch a cold"

" If you catch a cold, Anisa will be willing to ngerokin" said Elina. Anisa immediately frowned while Ibra immediately chuckled.

" What if I just hit a white shirt?" ask Ibra.

" From this moment Nisa's eyes were stolen to look at the muscle in your hand" said Elina. Ibra immediately covered her body with a towel. While Anisa had already squinted her eyes at Elina.

" It seems like you like to steal eyes from me" said Ibra while looking at Anisa, suddenly Ibra immediately closed her eyes when staring at the appearance of Anisa who was just realized it.

" Astagfirullah Nis, why are you naked in front of me" said Ibra still with his eyes closed.

Deg.

Anisa herself realized that she was only wearing a flower dress on her knees. Anisa's face was reddened by embarrassment, she was wearing a slightly open nightgown because she thought no guests would come because the boutique was closed.

" Hurry and change your clothes" whispered Elina.

Instantly Anisa went straight up to the second floor with a slight run to change her clothes. Anisa has replaced it with a long-sleeved nightgown and trousers as well. After she finished changing clothes, Anisa came down and joined them. The heavy rain did not seem to stop until it trapped Ibra to linger in the boutique for a long time.

" I'm a laper" said Anisa arrived.

" The rain is still heavy, there is no way we can go out to find food" said Elina.

" Is there no food here?" ask Ibra.

" There is, but it's a pity we can't cook" Elina said.

" If you allow me to cook" Ibra offered. Anisa and Elina immediately frowned as if they could not believe that a retired thug Ibra could cook.

" Don't joke" Elina said.

" You don't believe I can cook?" ask Ibra. Anisa and Elina nodded. Now that Ibra, Anisa and Elina were in the kitchen, Ibra was already wearing an apron, she was already preparing to cook. While Anisa and Elina just stood watching. Then Salwa was still sitting on the sofa, he continued to admire the work of Anisa and Elina who had been emblazoned on the mannequin statue.

Ibra also cooked fried rice and eggplok because that's all there is in Anisa's kitchen.

" Are you sure he can cook?" ask Elina.

" We just pay attention, he's like chef Juna" said Elina. After finishing cooking, Ibra also serves the results of his cooking on the table and ready to be enjoyed.

" Please" said Ibra. Although doubtful Anisa and Elina were sitting at the dining table and ready to enjoy the dish. But they only remained silent because they doubted the results of Ibra's cooking.

" Lin we're not going to get poisoned, are we?" anisa asked in a whisper, but Ibra could still hear the words of the woman before her.

" I didn't put poison in the fried rice" Ibra said. Anisa and Elina immediately tasted it, they fell silent there was shame when they knew that the cuisine tasted good.

"Enak"