Anissa's Promise

Isya

Early in the morning Ibra was ready to go to the mosque to perform dawn prayers. Nisa is still sound asleep. Ibra slowly approached Anisa, tucking her random hair that covered her face. Ibra smiled because Anisa was just squirming.

" Nis awake"

Anisa opened her eyes, smiling at Ibra, but then Anisa closed her eyes again.

" Heei don't sleep anymore, let's get up, soon dawn" Ibra said.

" I'm still sleepy"

" If you don't wake up, I'll take you to the bathroom" Ibra said. Nisa instead stretches out both her hands deliberately challenging her husband to ask in a carry. Ibra smiled as she lowered her head.

" Say she wants to carry me" said Anisa still with her arms outstretched. Ibra swiftly wrapped the blanket around his wife's body and carried her to the bathroom. Ibra came out and left Anisa in the bathroom.

" No, I go to the mosque, do not forget the dawn prayer" pinta Ibra.

" Yes" answered Anisa.

" Asalamualaikum"

Suddenly Anisa opened a little bathroom door, she just let out her head.

" Bim"

Ibra looked at Anisa.

" I love you" Anisa said until Ibra smiled and nodded.

" I'm leaving"

Anisa also nodded.

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After the dawn prayer, Ibra and Joseph went home together.

" Suf, umi and your brother will go again, breakfast at home om ya" said Ibra.

" Hmmm" Yusuf replied while nodding.

After they get home.

Tok to tok.

" Asalamualaikum"

" Greetings waalaikum" Anisa replied as she opened the door. She smiled to see her husband and nephew go home.

" Yusuf wants breakfast here" Ibra said.

Anisa also nodded.

" I happened to be cooking" Anisa replied. Ibra was immediately speechless, he felt strange if he heard his wife cooking, because all this time Anisa always bought breakfast in her canteen bi Ratna.

" You cook??" ask Ibra. Anisa also nodded.

Anisa also took a plate of fried rice for Ibra and Yusuf.

" Thank you aunt" said Yusuf. Slowly Joseph tasted it. Ibra was just silent, he was a little suspicious of Anisa's cooking, because as soon as Anisa could not cook.

After tasting it, Joseph looked directly at Ibra.

" Same" said Yusuf.

Ibra was smiling.

" Don't eat, your stomach will hurt" whispered Ibra. Anisa started to taste it. His eyes slightly widened to feel the results of his cooking.

"Carcin"

Anisa looked at Ibra and Joseph. Ibra just smiled.

" Don't eat, the fried rice is salty" said Anisa a little embarrassed. Joseph just kept silent.

" It's still better than Zahira's cooking" Ibra said with a smile.

" I'm sorry" said Anisa.

" It's okay, let me mix again" said Ibra while carrying 3 dishes of fried rice and cooked again and then in a concoction with other condiments until it tastes much better than Anisa. Ibra also put the three dishes of fried rice on the table. Anisa is smiling shyly.

" Eat the word Ibra"

Anisa and Joseph ate the fried rice.

" Good?" ask Ibra.

Anisa also smiled.

" Thank you Bim"

Ibra is the one smiling.

After breakfast, Joseph paid his respects and went home to pick up his textbook.

" Asalamualaikum"

" Greetings waalaikum"

Now Anisa was silent after Joseph's departure. Ibra is approaching.

" Why Nis?" ask Ibra.

" I'm sorry, just to make breakfast I can't"

Ibra smiled and hugged Anisa.

" It's okay, later you can learn from me" said Ibra. Anisa is smiling too.

" You want to teach me?"

" Hmmm"

" Thank you Bim"

Ibra also let go of her embrace.

" Get ready, we will go to the store together, I will take you to the boutique" said Ibra. Anisa nodded and prepared to be ready.

" Asalamualaikum Syifa" said Anisa and Ibra.

" Greetings waalaikum"

Syifa looked at the newlyweds.

" Why look at us like that?" ask Ibra.

" Have you opened the envelope yesterday?" ask Syifa. Anisa and Ibra also exchanged lyrics and smiled.

" It is" Anisa replied.

" How many try the number of pandanus leaves if it is broken?" ask Syifa back.

" A million" Anisa replied with a smile until Ibra took a smile. Syifa even scrunched her forehead.

" Not one million, but 100,000, one leaf of pandanus is 20,000" Syifa said.

Anisa approached Syifa and squatted down in front of the little boy.

" Syifa, ka Nisa swapped her pandas for Usman, she exchanged her pandas for 200,000. So 5 pandan leaves are one million in value" said Anisa while laughing.

Syifa's eyes immediately sparkled.

" Really???" ask Syifa.

Anisa nodded.

" Nis, it should not be so" said Ibra reminded.

" Sstth" said Anisa.

Syifa ran away.

" Asalamualaikum"

" Where is Syifa going?" shouted Anisa.

" Want to tell mom to make a lot of pandan leaves metikin, after that want to go to his house ustad Usman" Syifa replied while shouting and then ran back to the cafeteria.

Anisa was even gaping, she thought Syifa would not believe her words.

" Nis, you're pranking a child" Ibra said. Anisa smiled amusedly.

" I don't think Syifa would believe it"

" Syifa is only 6 years old, she is still innocent, you are ready to be ready in the omelin ka Dewi sama ustad Usman" said Ibra.

" Before they get angry, let's run away" Anisa said as she pulled Ibra's hand. They continued their journey to the store. Anisa's holding Ibra's arm. In front of Ibra's bookshop, they meet Salwa.

" Salwa Asalamualaikum"

" Waalaikum greetings, uh newlyweds"

Ibra and Anisa smiled.

" I took my wife to the boutique first" said Ibra then continued their steps, crossed the road and arrived in front of the boutique.

" Want to go in first?" ask Anisa.

At the sight of her Elina was in order, then approached them.

" Asalamualaikum"

"Greetings waalaikum"

" I went straight to the bookstore" Ibra said. Anisa also nodded.

" Asalamualaikum"

" Greetings waalaikum, Bim's heart"

Ibra stepped when she wanted to cross, suddenly she turned around to look at Anisa.

" Isaiah" said Ibra.

Anisa and Elina were silent and looked at the sun which was still not high because it was still morning. Anisa looked back at Ibra.

" The sun hasn't gone up yet, why did the retired thug tell you so???" inner Anisa.

" Bim, zuhur not yet why have you said isya?" ask Anisa.

" I didn't mention the time for prayer, but I did mention my dear's nickname to you" Ibra said. Anisa and Elina fell silent again, gaping, and then exchanged lyrics with each other. Anisa had already swallowed her saliva violently.

" Isa your dear call to Anisa?" ask Elina to make sure.

" Hmmm" Ibra nodded.

Elina had already bowed her head trying to hold back her laughter so as not to break before him Ibra. Anisa just silently stared at her husband.

" You love my dear call to you" Ibra told Anisa. Anisa nodded. Ibra smiled and then stepped across the street and into his shop that had several visitors.

Anisa looked directly at Elina, knowing that her best friend wanted to laugh. When Elina really wanted to laugh, Anisa immediately silenced Elina's mouth.

" Don't laugh, if my husband hears, he can put a cerulite around your neck" Anisa said as she pushed Elina into the boutique. It was only after being inside the boutique that Anisa let go of her hand in the mouth of her best friend. There Elina laughed so hard that her eyes watered. Anisa was already pouting in annoyance.

" Laugh until you are satisfied" Anisa grumbled as she pursed her lips.

" Ha ha ha ha ha"

Elina already felt her stomach a little cramped because she laughed until Anisa sulked.

" There is no call more beautiful what" Anisa's inner.

" Isa" Elina said with a laugh.

" What?" anisa answered slightly raising her voice level.

" I don't know why I remember the soap opera rock and rool pesantren. The dawn of Revelation, Najip magrib, and now Anisa isya" Elina said.

" If you want to protest there just like ustad thugs. After all Isha is not the time of prayer which Ibra means, but the name of the suffix Anisa, isa who is only in love with Y in the middle" Anisa grumbled.

" I understand" Elina said as she nodded naggingly.