Anissa's Promise

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Still with Anisa who pulls Ibra's hand to find Riziq's whereabouts. Ibra who did not understand completely immediately stopped Anisa's steps.

" Explain to me, what clothes are you looking for?" ibra.

Anisa had already bowed her face, not knowing and confused about what to explain.

" no"

Inevitably Anisa also ventured to explain.

" The clothes were given by Elina deliberately to give gifts for our wedding" said Anisa.

" When it's about clothes, you can't make them back at the boutique, there's no need for this serepot to look for them"

" This is not just a dress, it is a sexy dress that women usually use to tempt her husband. Elina purposely made it for me, so I can tease you, that's what Elina thought" said Anisa a little embarrassed to tell it.

Ibra smiled.

" So you want to wear the dress of the end-time woman who deliberately wants to challenge my lust?" ibra asked, she wanted to laugh but was afraid Anisa was angry.

" I don't want to wear it" Anisa insisted.

" Why?"

" I'm ashamed"

Anisa has bowed her head.

" You know Nis, if you put that shirt on in front of me, it means you're trying to wake up my delinquent soul. You know if my delinquent soul arrives, I do not guarantee you can survive until morning" said Ibra deliberately wanted to tease Anisa.

Anisa was scared to death by her husband's words.

" You don't scare me like that, I won't wear that shirt" Anisa said, pursing her lips. Ibra smiled even a smile.

" Let's go home now, don't look for that shirt" Ibra asked.

" No, I have to find that shirt, the whole boarding school will be in a scene with that sexy shirt. I'm embarrassed if anyone knows that shirt is mine" Anisa said.

" What are you going to do now?"

" We're looking for ustad Riziq"

Anisa immediately draws Ibra's hand to look for Riziq.

They also accidentally met with Riziq who is now taking the path of his daughter's son, Adam and Eve.

" It was ustad Riziq, you meet yes, ask him about the shirt" Anisa pinta. Ibra immediately frowned.

" You're not wrong Nis told me to ask about that sexy shirt for Riziq. You don't forget about Nis, I'm a former delinquent, not a former photo model, I don't want to ask Riziq's clothes, I'm ashamed, I'm ashamed, he would definitely laugh at me while rolling on the ground. The time of a former Malik Ibrahim delinquent in Jakarta asked and looking for a sexy dress end-time woman, want to put where my face, where my face, if Riziq ustad who is looking for clothes can still be understood because he likes flirtatious on his wife. I'd better be asked to ask or look for cerulite or machete on appeal looking for sexy clothes" said Ibra refused. Anisa squinted her eyes.

" If you don't want to ask the ustad Riziq, don't expect later tonight you can unzip my shirt" Anisa threatened. Ibra was pastah and approached Riziq who was joking Adam and Eve. Anisa was standing a little away from them.

" Asalamualaikum"

" Greetings to Abraham"

Ibra was a little hesitant to ask him, he had time to look at Anisa. Riziq just kept silent not understanding.

" Why ustad?" ask Riziq.

" I want to ask you something about it"

" What?"

Ibra was misbehaved and scratched the scratching of her head that was not itchy, making Riziq feel strange and suspicious.

" What do you want to ask?"

" I actually wanted to ask you about the clothes Usman had given me this morning" Ibra's face was flushed. Riziq smiled with a smile.

" Why did you ask for that shirt?, would you also tell your wife to wear one?" ask Riziq.

" I'm sorry iftad Riziq, actually that shirt has Nisa"

" Really???"

" Hmmm"

Riziq smiled with a smile.

" You can laugh at me Ustad Riziq, I know this is very embarrassing, but what's okay, it's a gift from her best friend Nisa" Ibra said.

" I understand ustad, I thought it was my wife's shirt that was deliberately used to tease me. It turns out that I forgot that there is a newlywed" Riziq said with a smile. Ibra was embarrassed.

" Where is that shirt?"

" I love my wife, this morning Ustad Usman said it had Aisha. You just meet Aisyah at home" said Riziq. Ibra also nodded.

" Thank you ustad, asalamualaikum"

" Greetings waalaikum"

Ibra approached Anisa.

" The clothes are the same as Ayesha" said Ibra. Anisa is back.

" That shirt makes me dizzy, long time I can not mingkem because gaping continues from earlier. This is all because of Elina" Anisa grumbled in her heart.

Anisa and Ibra went to Aisha's house.

Tok to tok.

" Asalamualaikum"

" Greetings waalaikum" Aisyah replied as she opened the door. Aisyah smiled too.

" Eh there's a newlywed, let's go in" Aisyah's pinta.

" Sorry ka Aisyah, we are here to ask about the clothes carried by ustad Riziq this morning" said Anisa embarrassed.

" In fact it was mine ka Aisyah" Anisa said embarrassedly. Aisyah smiled too.

" Oh so that's yours, I think that's my husband's mode, deliberately wanting to tease me" Aisyah said.

" Is the dress the same as Ayesha's?"

" Douh sorry, Nis, I love the dress of the Goddess because I do not like her dress model"

Anisa again gaping until Ibra covered Anisa's mouth with her hand.

" I'm sorry Aisyah, we'll excuse you first, asalamualaikum" Ibra said as she pulled Anisa away. They also look for the Goddess in the canteen bi Ratna.

" My head is dizzy, I seem to be a migraine because of that shirt.I will make a calculation with you Elina" Anisa's inner self.

" Are you sure the Goddess wants to wear that shirt?" ask Ibra.

" That shirt won't be enough to make you a goddess"

When they arrived at the cafeteria, they met the goddess.

" Asalamualaikum"

" Greetings waalaikum"

" Cieeee, there's a newlywed here, would you like to rent a canteen for your honeymoon?" god Goddess. Ibra and Anisa immediately frowned.

" Think I want to roll over on the stove" Anisa grumbled inwardly.

" You guys want to eat something?" ask Goddess.

" I'm sorry ka Dewi, actually we came here to ask something about the clothes given by Aisyah this morning" said Anisa.

The goddess was even whiny while staring at Anisa.

" Cieeee, Anisa is flirtatious, surely you want to wear that shirt to tease ustad Ibrahim right????" the Goddess seduces. Anisa's face was already flushed, while Ibra just looked down embarrassed.

" Wears are the same as Goddess?????" ask Anisa.

" His clothes are not enough for me, so I give you the same bi Ratna, aunty says it's good to cook rice"

Anisa is back.

" Make rice??????"

" Hmmm"

" My aunt is too smart when it comes to cooking, seductive women's clothes are used as a tool to cook rice, genius bi Ratna" said Dewi. Anisa held her head.

" For a long time I was high blood, the lingrie shirt was making me dizzy" Anisa's inner

Anisa also enters the kitchen to meet bi Ratna.

" Auntie"

" Eh there is Anisa" said bi Ratna with a smile.

" Bi I'd like to ask you about the clothes you wear to cook rice"

" Why is that shirt Nis?" ask bi Ratna.

" That's mine, Elina's beloved"

" Oh that's your shirt Nis, but unfortunately the shirt was taken to the river Ilham mang" said bi Ratna.

Anisa is gaping again.

" Would you wash that shirt in the river????" ask Anisa.

" Not want to be washed, but want to be used as a mesh to catch fish in the river" replied bi Ratna.

" Athaghfirullah alazim, what sin am I" Anisa's inner self that has now begun to stain.

" Bi, I want to catch up to Ilham mang first to the river"

" Oh yes Nis, Mang Ilham just left, hopefully your clothes are still safe"

Anisa also pulled Ibra to accompany her to meet the mang Ilham. He saw that Ilham was walking with a bucket, a plastic bag filled with clothes, and several small twigs to the river.

" Mang Ilhaaaaam" called Anisa while shouting. Mang Ilham stopped his steps and looked at Anisa. Anisa and Ibra are approaching.

" Asalamualaikum"

" Greetings waalaikum"

" Why Anisa?" ask mang Ilham.

" We want to take the clothes that Ilham brought" said Anisa.

" This shirt?" mang Ilham showed me the plastic bag he was carrying. Anisa also nodded.

" Yes mang, actually it's mine, but because there is a misunderstanding, this shirt so go around the boarding school" said Anisa.

Mang Ilham smiled and gave the shirt to Anisa.

" What's wrong if I bring the clothes?"

Mang Ilham nodded.

" Thank you, man, if you'll excuse me, asalamualaikum"

" Greetings waalaikum"

Anisa and Ibra left.

" I was made dizzy with this shirt, he had gone around the boarding school, moving from one hand to another. It's like a serial murder to break my veins of shame" Anisa grumbled. Ibra just smiled. Mang Ilhampun stared at their departure.

" It does not become fish with its nets, it has to run these worms to be bait" said mang Ilham.