Bridal Flowers

Season II: Part 3

"Ustad.." Call Sapphira soft, embarrassed also happy because finally they can meet again after a long time did not meet.

Ustadz Aldi nodded lightly in a friendly response. His two sharply engraved eyes respectfully lowered his gaze, he still kept his limits as a man who glorified women.

"The anti-otherwise name is Safira?" Ask ustadz Aldi to make sure because his memory of the girl in front of him is a little faint.

"Lho, Ustadz Aldi don't remember Safira anymore?" This is Mira who responds not Safira. Hearing this, Sapphira violently pinched Mira's back waist while giving a shy smile to Ustadz Aldi.

"Gee!" Ringis Mira withstood the pain.

Ignoring Mira, Safira only focused on this figure. "Yes, my name is Safira. Did ustadz forget that two years ago, ustadz was my mentor when I learned to teach in a bamboo hut?" Safira tried to remind ustadz Aldi of the memories of that time.

At that time, Ustadz Aldi was his permanent mentor who taught Sapphira from the ground up.

"In shaa Allah I do not forget the anti, let alone the anti is one of my most passionate upbringing studying the Qur'an. Lord, the anti is a noble and great woman." Praise ustadz Aldi not bragging.

This is a fact because he still remembers that time Sapphira so passionately learned the Qur'an, he never even missed a day to come to study. It was as if Sapphira had been looking forward to the times when she went to the bamboo hut.

"Thank you for the praise of ustadz, I hope God will continue to guide me to be better. So that I deserve and deserve the title that Ustadz gave me, Aamiin."

Smile, "Aamiin Allahumma Aamin O Allah." Ustadz Aldi prayer sincere.

It is very hopeful to see all women in this world have the same spirit as Sapphira. Never give up learning the Qur'an and continue to deepen it.

"Then I went inside first, Mr. Kyai and the others were waiting for me "I think he was polite as he walked into the house.

"Yes ustadz, please." Said Safira welcome while giving way for ustad Aldi passing by.

"O Allah, Sapphira! My waist hurts knowing you're pinching it, where the pinch is hard again. Your intentions hurt me." Upset Mira while rubbing gently waist that Safira pinch earlier.

Safira certainly did not feel guilty about doing that because for him Mira did deserve it.

"Who told to play original by the way, next time if you repeat there are no more pinch-pinch. But I'm gonna throw your head with my pretty, expensive sandals." Threatening Safira did not want the incident to repeat itself.

Moreover, he must maintain the attitude and behavior to get the heart of the idol, so the vigilance of Sapphira is already high level of it.

"Astagfirullah. diabolical really so temen. You are also not afraid of whether or not Aldi became ilfil because of your hard attitude?"

Mira could not imagine how the expression of Ustadz Aldi if he saw the original behavior of Safira were harsh and sadistic. Will it ilfil?

"It is precisely because of that that that I say you must keep an attitude because I am also trying to train my patience to face your kayak faces. Let it be later if you act again I will not help directly but immediately buried alive!" Annoyed Sapphira could not stand while following the footsteps of Ustadz Aldi into the house of Gio. More precisely, his brother's home is also now.

"Astagfirullah.gelus my chest is the same Sapphira, O Allah. protect the servant as long as Sapphira stays here, Aamiin."

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Later that night, all residents of the boarding school held a joint meal that was not actually done in a big way so that some of the guests who participated became comfortable.

But when people are having fun, people who are welcomed to come are actually here. He is now in the mosque full of his memories with his friends who were both struggling to learn the Qur'an. Now they have all returned to their respective regions to channel the knowledge they have obtained while Ustadz Aldi prefers to devote his life here to divide the knowledge he has gained over the years.

In between his eyes were cool to admire the beauty of this mosque, his gaze also fell on the figure of a girl who did not stand far from him. The girl was looking at him confused as well wondering, it was natural that the girl was like this because the person who welcomed her arrival to the boarding school was even here, thought Ustadz Aldi guessing the girl's mind.

"Why did I see you at this boarding school?" Suddenly the girl made a sound, making the forehead of ustadz Aldi wrinkle faintly.

This girl is rude, he thought.

Silent, ustadz Aldi did not respond and only noticed this girl's faint gaze.

Of course the girl felt annoyed at being ignored by this handsome man. He even walked lightly intending to approach ustadz Aldi but ustadz Aldi as fast as he could keep his distance from the girl.

The girl stepped 4 steps, ustadz Aldi took 4 steps back. The girl stepped 6 steps, ustadz Aldi retreated 6 steps and just kept on doing so until finally the girl's expression suddenly became gloomy and then cheered.

Ustadz Aldi was able to see at a glance both of the girl's eyes glazed with signs of wanting to cry. But as quickly as lightning the girl immediately turned her eyes to look at the glass of the mosque which is almost completely part of the mosque. How not to say this because the walls of the mosque are made of glass, it is not completely but the predominance is glass.

Silently paying attention, ustadz Aldi concluded that maybe this girl was having problems. Thinking like this, he finally decided not to interfere with the girl's problems and turned his eyes to look out. Staring at the glass that displays the moon at full size and light that does not hurt the eyes.

So beautiful.

"Hey, I have a question for you. Will you answer it for me?" Suddenly the girl made a sound again, asking ustadz Aldi but her eyes still shone brightly staring at the beautiful moon.

Ustadz Aldi said nothing and was silent in response. He only glanced at the girl with the corner of his eyes and really had no intention of the girl's problem.

"I read Ali bin Abi Talib's love story with Fatimah Az-Zahra. They write their love story so beautifully, as if their love story is so sacred and noble. Hey.. tell me, does that love story really exist? Or is their love story really as beautiful as the books say?" The girl continued to voice her longing knowledge.

This question has been a long time since he accidentally read it in the library one month ago. This girl became envious as well as crave the same love story with Ali and Fatimah. Such a glorious and jealous holy love story.

Silent.

Ustadz Aldi did not answer and still focused on looking at the moon that was so pleasing to the eye. He was amazed by the sight he had in this original place, a gentle moonlight.

The girl suddenly dropped her gaze, knowing that Ustadz Aldi would not answer her. He thought after all why did this man have to answer his question?

"That's right, the love story of Ali and Fatimah does exist and it's true that their love story is as beautiful as the books say. It may even be more beautiful than the books tell and only God knows it better." Ustadz Aldi averted his gaze, staring at the pensive figure of the girl staring at the moonlight. Somehow seeing it like this ustadz Aldi felt if this girl looked so lonely.

Is that true?

The girl did not make a sound again after hearing Ustadz Aldi's reply. He silently watched the beautiful moonlight, then a few minutes later he took his eyes to look at Ustadz Aldi who was also watching him.

"Why don't you join them in welcoming the new Ustadz?" Ask the girl curious.

Because from earlier he always heard people around him mention about the young ustadz figure. They said there would be a dinner together to welcome the ustadz.

Raising his eyebrows faintly, Ustadz Aldi could guess that this girl did not know him.

"Then why didn't the anti also go to greet him?" Ask ustadz Aldi back to the girl.

Lowering her head, the girl looked uncomfortable when asked about this.

"I'm not hungry so I'm not going there." The girl replied in an awkward voice.

"Yes, thank you for the answer, one day if we meet later I will reply to you." The girl straightened her head, thanked him and then turned to go out the door of the mosque.

Leaving ustadz Aldi a man who was still watching the girl's weak back disappear. Shaking his head, Ustadz Aldi then continued his activities before there was a girl. Surround the mosque to reminisce on your own.

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"Dea, nanyain's body you just now." Report Masha after returning from a meal with the boarding school.

Dea was not interested and just cleared his throat in response.

"Hem."

"Ustadzah says you should learn to socialize with other friends and the message is you should not be lazy to eat." His speech conveyed the mandate of the ustadzah while giving Dea a tray of food.

"I'm not hungry, you can eat it." Dea pushed the tray away from him.

"And also, tell your ustadzah that I don't need a friend here." He then pulled out a blanket to cover his body.

"Dea, making friends with friends here is not bad. They are all actually good and always want to greet you, but because you are too indifferent to make their guts shrink. So try to smile more tomorrow so that other friends do not hesitate to approach you." Masha would not give up on advising Dea.

As he said earlier, there are actually many people here who want to be friends with Dea. However, because Dea was too indifferent and closed, they hesitated to approach her.

"So, what about the show? Is exciting?" Tanya Dea switched the conversation, so tired of listening to Masha's chatter when it comes to Dea's problems.

Masha looks more like her mother for a long time than being a 'friend'.

"Alhamdulillah very exciting event, but unfortunately ustadz Aldi never nongol again after giving a thank you for being accepted here again." Masha regretted not being able to see her heart.

"You mean?" Confused Dea.

Don't tell me if the ustadz goes straight back to the room and goes to bed after saying thank you?

Oh, no!

"Yes, after saying his gratitude ustadz Aldi did not appear again on the show." Masha clarified again.

"Maybe he went to rest because he had traveled a long way right?" Dea tries to think positively.

Masha instantly understood, her mind enlightened.

"Yes, maybe because the long journey made him tired. It makes perfect sense." Agree Masha.

"But even though Aldi's ustadz wasn't there, Gus Gio and Annisa's sister were there." Start Masha telling stories in high spirits.

"Keep you know, we all almost dry his throat because of the constant yelling. How not to shout try if the newlyweds often make out in front of us. Haahhh.iri knows, we also want to be like mere-"

Afterwards, Dea chose to close her eyes and not hear her again when it came to Annisa. He felt guilty and remembered what Sapphira had said that day.

Annisa doesn't know if what makes her name ruined here is because of Dea and Reina. Annisa still doesn't know about all that and that's why Dea is so guilty of Annisa.

The kind and innocent girl who sometimes made them envy her kindness. He was too perfect in this world, yes, this was Dea's view as the one who had hurt Annisa.

Then Dea was completely sound asleep, leaving Masha who kept raving about many things. Wandering into a dream world full of fantasy, hoping that tonight there will be no more nightmares because tomorrow he will contact Rio, his lover.

Although not as beautiful as the love of Ali and Fatimah, but his love with Rio is as sweet as them.

Might as well.

Seriate...