Anissa's Promise

Exchanging

After returning home from Anisa's boutique, Zahira and Erika walk to the dormitory. Erika saw Ibra walking with Joseph.

" Ira is justad Ibrahim, quickly you give the letter" said Erika.

" Where?" Zahira looked for him, and after seeing him, Zahira smiled with a smile at Joseph.

" My future priest"

" The same focus is on Ibrahim, not Yusuf" protested Erika.

" Hmmm" Zahira replied with a frown. Zahira approached Ibra and Joseph was followed by Erika.

" Ustad Ibrahim" shouted Zahira.

Ibra and Joseph stopped their steps.

" Asalamualaikum"

" Greetings waalaikum"

Zahira took the letter from his pocket. And gave it to Joseph.

" This is a letter to Yusuf from me" Zahira said, giving the letter. Not even Joseph took it, Erika immediately pinched Zahira's waist.

" The letter is for Ibrahim from ka Anisa" Erika reminded.

" Oh, I forgot"

Zahira moved her hand to face Ibra.

" Foru?" ask Ibra.

" Hmmm, from Anisa. It looks like a poem" said Zahira.

" Really?"

" Maybe he he he"

When Ibra wanted to take the paper out of Zahira's hand, Zahira held it back a little.

" Why?" ask Ibra.

" The carpet used to be justad, he he" Zahira said with a smile.

" Athaghfirullah" said Ibra, shaking his head and giving Zahira 50,000. Zahira gave the letter.

" Thank you, ustad"

Zahira and Erika are ready to return to the dormitory.

" We'll take care first. Oh yes Yusuf, if I make a poem for you Yusuf would not?" ask Zahira. Erika pulls Zahira's hand to leave.

" You're so flirtatious" Erika grumbled. Joseph just smiled.

" Asalamualaikum"

" Greetings waalaikum"

Zahira and Erika set their feet. Ibra immediately opened the paper but he immediately frowned after reading the contents of the letter, then looked at Zahira who was not too far away.

" Ira" call Ibra. Zahira stopped and turned to look at Ibra.

" Why ustad?" ask Zahira.

" Come here a minute" pinta Ibra.

Zahira and Erika turned and approached Ibra and Joseph again.

" What's up?"

" Ira, you will not read this poem in front of Joseph" Ibra said. Zahira was silent.

" But, this poem is made by ka Nisa for ustad Ibrahim" said Zahira.

" It's okay Ira, you can read it in front of Yusuf, you can read a poem?" ask Ibra.

" Of course I can"

Zahira took the paper.

" Asalamualaikum warohmatullahi wabarokatuh"

" You want to read poetry not to read speeches" Erika said.

" You protested a lot Erika" grumbled Zahira. Then Zahira read the paper in a voice and tone like reading a poem.

"Dorsal width 37 cm.

Neck circumference 36 cm.

Waist circumference 72 cm.

Hip circumference 120 cm.

Chest circumference 95 cm. Aaaa"

Zahira gaping after realizing what she had read, Zahira immediately crossed her arms covering her chest after reading the size of her chest circumference. Ibra and Joseph laughed without a sound. While Erika immediately frowned.

" My eyes are not myopic Erika, what poetry is written by your sister, ka Nisa is very flirtatious to give her body size is the same as Ibrahim" said Zahira while grumbling. Erika also immediately snatched the paper from Zahira's hand, he seemed agape seeing the contents of the letter was the size of a mature woman's body.

" Athaghfirullah alazim"

" Your brother humiliated me in front of Joseph's mother" whispered Zahira.

"This must be a mistake" said Erika.

Suddenly Anisa shouted while growling.

" Yahiraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa"

Everyone immediately looked at Anisa who was shaking her waist in anger.

" Gawat Erika, it looks like your sister is going to get angry" whispered Zahira. Anisa walked over a bit running towards them.

" Asalamualaikum"

" Greetings waalaikum"

Anisa's eyes were already squinting, giving Zahira a piercing look. Anisa pulls Zahira's hand and approaches her.

" Why did you bring Elina's note" Anisa grumbled.

" I'm sorry I didn't know I was taking it wrong" Zahira replied. Anisa took the paper from Zahira's hand.

" It's a good thing you haven't given it" Anisa said with relief.

"The paper is still in my hands, but I read it in front of Abraham and Yusuf" said Zahira.

Deg.

" Apaaaaaaa" Anisa was surprised and looked at Ibra who was smiling while bowing her head. Anisa's face was already flushed from embarrassment.

" Iraaaaa, you're embarrassing me" Anisa grumbled in a whisper.

" Ka Anisa thinks I'm not ashamed of you Joseph" Zahira replied, whispering.

" You have to take responsibility for this carelessness of yours, one more return my green" Anisa pinta said.

" Pandan leaves?" ask Zahira.

" Not pandan leaves, but the money I give as tribute"

" Say Iklas said inner birth" said Zahira slightly insinuated until Anisa was silent.

" Pokonya ka Nisa's holding her accountable"

Zahira began to be confused until he pointed up while shouting.

"There's a flying mannequin statue"

Ibra, Anisa, Joseph, and Erika all turned up, looking for a flying mannequin. At once Zahira immediately pulled Joseph's hand to flee.

" Let's run away" said Zahira, pulling Yusuf while running. Just a few steps Joseph stopped him.

" Ira why did you pull my hand?" yusuf. The conscious Zahira immediately let go of Joseph's hand. It's a wrong pull.

" I'm sorry I was wrong" Zahira said, then approached Erika and pulled her away.

" Come fog"

Zahira pulled Erika while running away from there. Joseph stared at their departure with a smile, after which he looked at Ibra and Anisa who were still faithful to turn up to look for a flying mannequin statue.

" Ahem"

Joseph cleared his throat until now when Ibra and Anisa looked at Joseph.

" The atmosphere is gone" said Yusuf.

They realize that Zahira and Erika are no longer there.

" Athaghfurullah alazim, Ira could have attacked us" Ibra said. Anisa had lowered her head because she was still ashamed of the exchange of her letter.

" Nis" call Ibra.

Anisa looked at him immediately.

" Why did you give me your body size poem?" ask Ibra.

Deg

Deg

Deg.

Anisa was surprised by the words of the man before her. Anisa looked at her own body. Then Anisa quickly opened the paper she held. Her eyes widened as she read that it was a note of size to make a pattern of adult female clothes. Anisa's face turned red.

" Do you want to tease me with the size of your body you wrote?" ibra asked with a smile until Anisa frowned.

" I'm not teasing you, here's Elina's note to make the size of the dress pattern" replied Anisa ketus.

" So don't think I'm trying to tease you, excuse me" Anisa said with a slight annoyance, leaving with a frown. Ibra and Yusuf stared at Anisa's departure with a smile.

" You see Suf the behavior of the prospective interviewer if he is angry, asalamualaikum only in exchange for permission" said Ibra with a smile until Yusuf also smiled.