BRIPDA MAHMUD'S 30-DAY GIRLFRIEND

Chapter 6. Dinda So Ustadzah

Seeing that all the children were ready and sitting quietly in his place, Dinda began to teach. After saying and answering greetings, Dinda invited the children to first read the study prayer.

"Rodhitu billi-robba, wabil islaami diina, wabi-muhammadin nabiyya warosula. Robbi zidnii' ilmaa warzuqnii fahmaa." Which means (I am Ridho Allah SWT as my Lord, Islam as my religion, and Prophet Muhammad SAW as Prophet and Apostle. O Allah, add me knowledge and give me good understanding).

Dinda explained about the hijaiyah. 

Learn about Makhorijul Hijaiyah

The place where the letters come out when reading the Quran is divided into 5, which are as follows:

Mouth Cavity

alif (wick), wawu ( ⁇ ), and qaf ( ⁇ ).

Throat

There are 3 parts, though,

base throat. Ha (s)

middle throat.

small Ha ( ⁇ ) and ‘ayn ( ⁇ )

throat tip.

 kho’ ( ⁇ ) and ghain ( ⁇

 3.  Tongues. 

The letters Dal, Ta', and Tho', exit from the tip of the tongue which is slightly clamped between the two upper and lower incisors. 

The letters Shod, Sin, and Zay, exit right at the tip of the tongue and are located between the upper and lower incisors. 

The letters Tsa', Dza', and Zho', exit from the tip of the tongue and coincide in the upper incisor teeth

4.Two Lips: Fa’ ( ⁇ ), Mim ( ⁇ ), Ba ( ⁇ ), and 

          Vavu ( ⁇ ), 

Nose channels, mim ( ⁇ ) and nun ( ⁇ ).

The afternoon session ended. While waiting for Maghrib to arrive, Alia advanced towards Dinda.

"Ustadzah, the story of the Prophet and the Apostles?" Alia Pinta.

"Yes, Ustadzah." Exciting kids compact.

"Well, Ustadzah would like to tell you about the family of our prophet, the Prophet Muhammad SAW. Dinda wrote on the following board;

"The sons of the prophet are seven

Three men, four women

First kosim, Abdullah, Ibrahim, Zainab, Ruqayyah, Umm Kaltsum, Fatimah.

Her mother was named Siti Aminah

His father was named Abdullah

His grandfather was named Abdul Muttalib

His uncle was Abu Talib."

"Yuk! We sing and we memorize!" Dinda and the children sang about the Prophet's family.

Even after finishing the prayer of the maghrib congregation and walking home, the children crowded to sing the song that Dinda taught. Dinda who walked behind them smiled looking at their behavior.

After dinner, Dinda went to the office. It was asked by Mr. Udin to make a Street Letter. Mr. Udin with some other employees will be on an official trip out of town. 

"Din, please make a handover letter for me." Pinta Pak Udin after signing the road letter.

Dinda sat down in front of her computer desk, making what Mr. Udin asked for.

"Will accept Mr. Udin's duties and responsibilities as Personnel Manager, to Whom, Sir?"

"To you,"

"I, Sir?"

"Yes. Just three or four days, really,"

The letter Dinda wrote was done. Then signed by Mr. Udin and Dinda Harika with knowledge and approval of the Head of Unit.

"Tomorrow leaves after dawn. Around five."

After everything has been confirmed, and Dinda's work is done tonight, she leaves the office. When he got to the front of the clinic, Mahmud called him, and invited him to sit in the clinic.

"How many nights do you still go to the office, ma'am?" Mahmud asked as he walked towards the table where the mantri was.

"Yes, make a road letter for the people who will be down tomorrow morning."

"That's Mommy Dinda's handling too?" Dinda smiled in response to Mahmud's question.

"Tri, sit here, huh? Mahmud asked the mantri for permission to sit in Mantri's office chair. The chair where the patient is examined.

"Please, Mr. Mahmud. Just relax," Mantri smiled at Mahmud and Dinda.

Mahmud sat in Mantri's work chair and Dinda sat in the chair in front of him opposite the table. They sit facing.

"Mr Dinda, can I ask you something?" Mahmoud asked carefully.

"What?" Dinda gave Mahmud a chance to ask.

"About what kind of male criteria does Mbak Dinda expect?"

"Hmmm ..., what, yeah?"

"Yes..., like what?"

"What must be the faith! Second, more mature than me,"

"That's all?" Mahmud looked at Dinda.

"There's again! Attention and understanding, faithfulness, hold .. responsibility! And the main thing is that he should be able to guide me, like a father to his son! Like when I'm angry he can quell my anger,"

"There again?"

"Much, huh!"

"What about wealth and wealth?" Ask Mahmoud again.

"If it can be found, but thank God if later who knows I'm a match with a rich man, hehee,"

"If now there is a guy who likes Dinda how?"

"How, huh? Don't know yet, anyway. There is none, though. Why thought?" 

"Nobody likes it yet, but I think Dinda's setting boundaries with them" Mahmud said.

"Deg!" It made Harika surprised.

"Certainly create boundaries. Kan, not muhrim." Answer Dinda.

"If now I shoot Dinda, what's taking me?"

"What is this Mr Mahmud? That's only if, right? So it's not true? Allah forbid his servant to be wise! Again, Mr. Mahmud already has a wife and one child." Dinda calmly answered Mahmud's question. Actually his heart was also disturbed by the attention Mahmud gave. But only Dinda herself knew about his heart.

Hearing Dinda's reply, Mahmud smiled, then leaned his back against the chair.

"If Madam Dinda is married and becomes a wife, do you still want to work like this?"

Mahmud really wanted to pry about Dinda's persona. I want to know everything about Dinda.

"If my husband allows it, why not?" Dinda smiled.

After a moment of silence, Dinda asked,

"If Mr Mahmud, would he allow his wife to work?"

Mahmud immediately replied,

"Can't! I will meet all the needs of the wife, born and inner. A wife should be home! Work inside the house! Sitting sweetly at home! Enough serving the husband!

A wife must obey and obey her husband, Sister Dinda! I don't allow my wife to work! 

If you can, just be a display like a doll placed in a glass cabinet,"

Dinda smiled at Mahmud's reply. There was something stuck in his heart and then asked, 

"Wow! Wife made into a display?"

"Yes, because a wife is so precious. Have you ever seen that in the shops? More expensive items must be put in a glass cabinet, and not just anyone can touch it?"

"Yes, you're right. If the wife wants to be independent and ask permission to work, does Mr Mahmud still not allow it?"

Mahmud answered seriously,

"Without working the wife is independent, really. The wife is heavy enough with her nature as a woman, Ms. Dinda. One of them is serving the husband! It was quite a heavy job, which is mandatory and must be done, said Dinda. Serving the husband, starting from cooking, so a wife must be good at cooking!"

"Oh yeah? Does that have to be?" Dinda felt like she couldn't cook. Because all this time rarely dwell in the kitchen. 

When Dinda did not see him, Mahmud watched closely Dinda's face wrapped in hijab.