Anissa's Promise

Watermelon

After returning home from the police station, Anisa was silent while on the way to make Elina confused.

" Why Nis?, can you tell me" said Elina. Anisa also stared straight at the streets that were already full of vehicles that passed by in the capital.

" I don't know, I don't think I like Ibra, she's still thinking about her past" Anisa said.

" Your father is very vengeful Nis, not everyone has the right to change including the thug" said Elina.

" So, maybe I want what's best for me, he also asked Ibra to see him next week, hopefully it's a good opportunity for Ibra, let me be sure he is suitable to be my companion" said Anisa.

" Hopefully Ibra can convince your father. But by the way, your father wants to say yes tell Ibra to see him?, I'm curious, don't don't your father want to tell Ibra to take military training" guess Elina.

" You don't look like Lin, where my father might do that, but even if you do, I'm sure Ibra can, he will be physically strong, martial arts as well" Anisa said.

Elina stopped her car on the side of the road.

" Why what?" ask Anisa.

" There is a yellow watermelon maker, later asked the same Usman by the yellow watermelon" said Elina.

" Oh yes, I forgot, fortunately we are still in the capital, afraid that later his son will be reelingan. He he"

Anisa and Elina also bought some fresh fruit there to take home as by.

When they finished, they continued their journey.

Arriving in the city A. Anisa and Elina get out of the car and get into the shop.

" Capeeee Duuh" said Elina while sitting on the sofa and leaning her head. Anisa just sat down and bowed her head, still thinking about her father's attitude towards Ibra.

" Lin, what if you still insist on not agreeing with Ibra?" ask Anisa. Elina looked at Anisa who was still looking down.

" I can't answer your question, but I pray that your father changes his mind and will bless you" replied Elina.

" Amiin, thank you Lin"

Anisa went to her room to rest.

* * * * *

Evening arrived, after doing the ashar prayer, Nisa also prepared to go to the boarding school to bring by the requested Usman and to meet Erika.

" Lin, are you not going to the boarding school?" ask Anisa.

" I'm cape Nis, going to bed"

" Sleeping at this hour is not good enough"

" My body aches all, you're the only one who goes yes Nis" said Elina. Anisa also nodded.

" Yes I'm gone, Asalamualaikum"

" Greetings waalaikum"

Anisa also went on foot, after crossing the road and passing in front of her bookstore Ibra, Anisa stared into the store, seeing only Salwa there. Anisa continues on her way to the pesantren. Arriving there, Anisa went straight to the princess dormitory.

Tok.

"Asalamualaikum"

" Greetings waalaikum"

Erika was teaching Zahira.

" Wow are you teaching again?" said Anisa.

" Uh brother"

Anisa also showed fruits and some by those who bought them in Jakarta.

" Waaah ka Nisa tumben brought by by" said Zahira while looking at the contents.

" Ka Nisa can tell you that I like watermelon he he" said Zahira.

" Ka Nisa is out of Jakarta" said Anisa until Erika immediately looked at her.

" Ka Nisa ko to Jakarta did not say say, I want to come" said Erika a little cranky.

" Next week brother to Jakarta again, you can come" replied Anisa. Erika smiled happily.

" If Erika comes along, it means I can also join dong" said Zahira.

" No way, your sister who flocked it must be raging" said Erika.

" But I went with you guys, definitely got yes yes plis I can come" Zahira pleaded.

" Nisa's thinking, now you can ask Ira for help"

" What brother?" ask Zahira.

" Please deliver the yellow watermelon to Usman's ustad" Anisa's pinta.

" Ka Nisa is very good as iftad" said Zahira.

" His wife asked, she wanted a watermelon that was the original yellow color of the capital"

" You if you crave don't be like that, Ira, normal is normal" said Erika.

" I don't want to crav, I'm afraid of getting pregnant, which is clear I'm afraid of giving birth" Zahira said.

Anisa and Erika laughed at Zahira's words.

" Every woman wants to be a mother, don't you want a child?" ask Anisa.

" Well, no one gave birth to her husband, not his wife?" a silly question came out of his mouth, the little boy.

" There is" said Erika.

" Really, where?" ask Zahira.

" In your pestilence world"

Zahira immediately pursed her lips. Anisa also split a few pieces of watermelon into small small pieces. They ate it together. The watermelon for Usman's ustad is separated. After eating a few pieces, Zahira was prepared to go to his house Ustad Usman.

" I go first to his house om ustad" said Zahira. Anisa also nodded.

" I need pandan leaves for fare" Zahira said with a smile.

" You can ask Usman for the same, he will give thanks" said Anisa.

" Yes I'm gone, asalamualaikum"

" Greetings waalaikum"

Zahira went to Usman's house, but on the way they met Joseph and Hasan. Zahira immediately smiled broadly as Joseph and Hasan walked towards her.

" Ira Asalamualaikum"

" Greetings to Yusuf"

Joseph was smiling too.

" Where are you going Ira?" ask Yusuf.

" Want to his house to Joseph" Zahira answered with a smile looking at Joseph, as if he was not afraid of sin and in front of Joseph, Zahira likes to lose his mind and suddenly forget that he is trying to uphold his honor. Its nature is like ingrained flesh from birth and difficult to change.

" Why come to my house?" ask Yusuf.

" Want to sleep with Yusuf, opps sorry wrong, I want this love the same as Yusuf" Zahira also gave the watermelon he brought. Joseph smiled as he received a plastic bag containing a watermelon head.

" Thank you Ira"

" Same as Joseph" Zahira answered faithfully to smile.

" Ira can I taste the chips?" ask Hasan.

Zahira immediately squinted her eyes.

" No, it's for you Joseph. If you were Joseph eating, it would taste sweet like me, but if you ate it, it would taste bitter like a fruit" Zahira said. Hasan frowned while Joseph was smiling.

" Suf, Ira seems to be asking for it" whispered Hasan. Joseph smiled and responded.

" Ira, we say thank you, thank you for the review, asalamualaikum" said Yusuf.

" Greetings waalaikum" replied Zahira smilingly looking at Yusuf who had now gone far away.

" My future imam mmmm"

An adorable smile never disappears from her lips. Suddenly he just woke up.

" Athaghfirullah alazim, it's watermelon has om ustad, forgive me O Allah who can not keep trust"

Zahira began to be confused.

" This danger, om ustad must be angry, but I could not ask for another drop from the ka Joseph. Loved time is asked again"

Without thinking long Zahira ran back to the dormitory, hoping the watermelon that had been cut into pieces was still remaining.

Arriving at the dormitory, Zahira rushed straight into her room, she saw the yellow watermelon only one small size piece, it was already willing to take Erika.

" Jangaaaaaaan" said Zahira hurried to take the watermelon from the plate and put it plastic.

" Why Ira?" erika asked confusedly.

" That's for me"

" Ira seems like you're very quick to go to Usman's house" said Anisa. Without answering, Zahira ran out to go to Usman's house.

Arriving at Usman's house. Zahira looks ngosan.

" Asalamualaukum"

" Greetings waalaikum" replied kiyai Husen as she opened the door.

" Oh, what is there?" ask Zahira.

" There's Ira, call me a minute"

kiyai Husen went back into the house, and now Usman's ustad found him.

" What's wrong with selebor?"

" This is from ka Anisa, the original yellow watermelon from Jakarta" Zahira also gave a small piece that was inserted in a plastic bag. Ustad Usman looked gaping.

" Just like this doang?, how stingy is this Ani" grumbled Ustad Usman. Zahira was silent.

"I'm sorry about ustad, you know Nisa gave her one head, but when I met you Yusuf, I suddenly had amnesia, I love him the same as Yusuf" zahira was a little embarrassed and scared.

" Athaghfirullah's. You're too damn Ira"

" I'm sorry about ustad"

" Yes I'm sorry, thankfully you're a minor and an orphan, so I'm sorry"

" Of course I'll go first"

" Hmmm"

" The cost is not yet" said Zahira.

" It's just a little, you use all the costs" grumbled Usman.

" Om ustad make no mistake, even though a little watermelon is bought in Jakarta, the PP fee must be expensive"

Ustad Usman gave the chocolate to Zahira.

" Ko is only 5,000, taking a taxi to the dormitory is not enough" Zahira protested.

" What do you want 5,000, I say you're the same as the crowd let you be punished for your carelessness" Usman said a little threatening.

Zahira seems frightened if it is found out that Riziq is certainly his pocket money that will be his bet.

" Don't om ustad, it's okay ko 5,000 too, I like" Zahira resigned.

" good"

" Yes, I've said it, asalamualaikum"

Zahira is gone. Until now only Usman who was staring at him.

" What dream did I have to have a magical student like him. Astaghfirullah, I hope my son does not look like him. Amiins"