Believe that...I'm Still a Virgin

Daddy's Home

They had breakfast together in the dining room, today Budhe and Dara are cooking seafood fried rice. Dara makes a warm sweet tea for her too, Raka also budhe.

"Well..enak?" Budhe asked when he saw Raka eating voraciously.

"Enak budhe, budhe cuisine is always delicious"

"That's Dara cooking"

Raka looked towards Dara, "The time is Budhe"

"Eh.engga kok Ka, I just help you cut onions anyway" Dara looks shy.

"Between seems to have a talent for cooking, taught once directly can learn quickly" Budhe praised Dara.

"Kata Raka later when married, who asked the husband when he came home from work was his cuisine buhde, cook what today, he said" said Dara.

Budhe smiled "Yes it is true, sirde is also like that, maybe our cooking is tired and hungry"

"After Dara will often play here if the holidays of college, we learn to cook yes budhe"

Budhe nodded" Yes.., later if you are good at cooking, tell Raka responsibility" Ledek budhe while glancing at Raka.

"Kok budhe's responsibility, what did Raka do"

"Yes, you have told her about cooking so that the husband is happy, so after Dara can cook, marry her..." Budhe laughed looking at Raka and Dara's expressions.

Raka immediately wanted to hear the word budhe "Budhe this"

"Raka is his taste super budhe, Dara is not his criterion" Dara said while chuckling.

They continue to eat again, Budhe knows that Raka actually has a taste for Dara, but Raka also has her own criteria in choosing her woman.

Dara finished eating to get ready to go home because her father told her that he had arrived home at 6 this morning.

Raka will take Dara to Raka's house, as it is Sunday, Raka will also tell Dara's father about Dara staying at her budhe house.

When she was about to leave Dara's phone rang, it turned out from her mother. Dara was confused about lifting or not, Dara felt scared.

"Ka..my mother "Dara showed her call.

"Just give it a shot"

"But I'm scared"

"There I am"

Dara breathed deeply and exhaled slowly, picking up her phone from her mother.

📞"Hallo...Dara" Sounded from there her mother's voice was so loud.

📞 "Yes Mom"

📞 "Where are you? still at a friend's house? or have gone home, your father has gone home, you do not menggeleap continue"

📞 "Yes Mom, Dara is going home"

📞"You know you don't like your stepfather, until you have to stay at your friend's house"

Dara was silent, Dara knew that her mother must have been influenced by her stepfather.

" Tell your mother Ra" Raka said.

Dara shook her head "I don't want to ruin mom's happiness"

📞" Dara...what are you doing? why not answer"

📞" Uh yes sorry Mom, I'm getting ready to go home, it's yes ma'am"

Dara just shut the phone.

Raka understands why Dara won't tell her mother, Dara is actually a good, unselfish girl. Raka begins to find the other side of Dara.

They left for Dara's house, not until 5 minutes they reached Dara's house. Dara and Raka went straight inside.

"Dad.dad"

"Yes Ra..." I saw my father coming down the stairs.

Dara immediately ran and hugged her father.

"Dad in front is Dara's friend, let's go out "

Dara holding her father's hand, they went out into the living room.

"Lhooo rich dad is no stranger to his face" said Mr. Leon.

"I'm Raka Om, Mr. Rafi's brother, in the block over there his house"

" Oh his house is still a neighborhood here, so it's no stranger, Mr. Rafi is also familiar"

Dara looked at her father, "Daddy, do you know if you're married"

Mr. Leon's face looked sad, "Yes, I've actually been your mother's mentality for a long time, just entered court last Sunday, because I don't have much time"

"Do you know who your mother's husband is now"

Mr. Leon nodded, "He's your mother's mistress, his name is Adi"

Dara confirmed the words of her father, "Yesterday her new mother and husband were staying here, so Dara chose to stay at Dara's friend's house, Dara did not like the new husband's mother"

Dara still does not want to tell about his stepfather who almost desecrated him, it feels that the problem of his mother and father is not finished, Dara does not want to add new problems.

"What's? the iqra? muslim fashion?" Dara's father immediately smiled.

Dara nods "Dara wants to hijrah father, Dara wants to learn to pray, teach and close the aurat" Looks Dara's eyes are already glazed.

"I'm sorry Dara's father.., I neglected to educate you, "sadness stewed in Mr. Leon's face.

"What has happened is already the father, said Raka, Dara still has many opportunities to be better in the future.

Mr. Leon looked at Raka, Mr. Leon thanked Raka for making Dara want to migrate.

After they finished chatting, Dara and Raka say goodbye to Mr. Leon, saying goodbye to the mall.

Dara and Raka rush to the mall Dara's choice.

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Arriving at the mall Dara immediately invited Raka to Gramedia to buy some books about prayer guide, iqra also about women fiqih.

"I want this one too" Dara showed me a book called Sakinah with you.

Raka smiled, Dara then approached Raka .

"Raka..it's okay, right?"

"It's okay, just take what you can to learn"

Dara smiled and put it in the basket.

After shopping for books, they headed for a Muslim fashion store, Raka walked ahead of Dara.

"Raka wait for me, Lo tu ga romantic really, same way beautiful girl instead of in the gang, even in residence"

Raka stopped, after her steps were commensurate with Dara's, Raka flicked Dara's forehead.

"We can't touch each other, I explained yesterday"

Dara smiled "But if you're married, right?"

Raka did not tease him, he again walked to find a Muslim fashion store.

Dara pursed her lips.

After finding the Dara and Raka Muslim clothing store inside, Dara chose some Muslim clothing and hijab.

Raka also chose some hijabs for Dara. Raka chose a rectangular lick with some soft colors for Dara, not to forget also Bros also penitinya.

"Ra..here"

Dara approached, Raka immediately put her rectangular headscarf on Dara's head, tidied the edges, then put a safety pin on the chin of the chest.

" Beautiful "Bisik Raka.

Dara looked at herself in the mirror, she felt that she was not the previous Dara, Right said Raka, Dara felt more beautiful and graceful.

[Stop.stop.].

[Especially the author is very nyetopin scene]

[Sorry..sorry mbak Dara, I want to take a picture of you wearing a hijab, must be readers on ask for a picture, want to see as beautiful as what would be Dara if wearing a hijab]

[Oh okay ready.who knows there are endorsers also yes Thor].

[ET dah rich people ask endorsan, 😁😁, smile mbak Dara, camera ready.].

[Cekrek..cekrek..cekrek.

"Kok Lo know how to wear this hijab"

"Yes I often see the rengganist's mother wearing it"

Raka still kept looking at Dara. Look at his beautiful creation.

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[ Hemmmm..certainly again on the shade in pairs of hijab same gap Raka nih, hayo.hayo...🤭🤭, Let alone shadow eating klepon, Islamic snacks that😁😁😁 so islami later on wrap using a robe, what a robe can also be.].