Elegi Love Nayla

Chapters. 1

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"We are married!" Nayla repeated her words and stared fixedly at Zidan's handsome face. Implied earnestness on the look of his face and in his clear net gaze.

"I'm sure, you will" he continued with a level of angel confidence.

"You what?" Zidan responded to Nayla's words by pretending to be slow, although he actually understood the meaning of the girl he just knew.

"Yes God! Turtles in a boat! I'm sure, even very sure, you're just pretending to be slow, right! As if you weren't --"

"What did Ms Nayla say?" Zidan slashed Nayla's words and without even a hint stared at the face of the girl he was speaking to.

Nayla clucked, then breathed a rough sigh. He looked upset bin sebal at Zidan who was clearly pretending to slow.

"Yes want to marry me, Massssss," he continued. The intonation of his slightly raised voice successfully made the owl who was relaxing on the twig shocked, until it almost fell to the ground.

"Why, Ma'am Nayla can be sure that I am willing to marry Mbak Nayla?" Zidan asked again.

"Because I'm beautiful." Nayla answered briefly, but confidently. He then published a smile and put on a face puppy eyes, so that the face of the twenty-one-year-old girl looked adorable and successfully encouraged Zidan to steal a look at him.

Astarghfirullah's. Instantly Zidan recited the istighfar in his heart and turned his sense of sight towards the large tree that stood gallantly not far from where he was at the moment.

Accidentally his pair of neutrals hit the white-clothed figure sitting on top of a tree branch and seemed to throw a smile at him.

I don't know who that figure is. Zidan did not know and did not want to know.

"Mbak Nayla, beautiful is not enough to be married by a man, especially a Muslim man," he said then followed by a soft breath.

"You mean?" Nayla pulls one eyebrow up. He looked sewot when he heard Zidan's words.

"Rasulullah SAW said, "Women are married for four reasons. It is because of her wealth, her descendants, her beauty, and her religion. Then choose a woman who is devoutly religious, surely you will be lucky.” So, beauty is not the main choice for a man to marry a woman, because beauty can fade or wither over time. While a devout woman is religious, she will be the mother of the world to her husband and the madrassa to the sons she is born with."

Nayla's speechless. He was struck by the words spoken by Zidan.

During this time Nayla thought, all the people of Adam are interested in her and vying to marry her because of the beauty of her face, as well as the property owned by her parents.

But it turns out that these two things do not apply to a Muslim man, especially the handsome Zidan-young man who is able to make him fall in love at first sight.

They prefer women who are religious than women with beautiful and luxurious properties.

"What is the reason for Nayla's mother, so Nayla wants to invite me to get married?" Zidan broke the silence that momentarily enveloped the two by throwing a question.

"Because I'm sure, you're the right partner for me." Nayla answered softly. But not implied a speck of doubt from his tone.

"What makes Nayla so sure?"

"Because from your speech implies that you understand and understand religious law. Didn't you just say, marriage is good as long as we marry the right couple. Who knows and understands the religious law --"

Zidan pulled both corners of his lips until a beautiful-looking smile appeared on his handsome face.

"Yes, I said that. But we've only been acquainted for a few seconds. In fact, Ms. Nayla doesn't yet know who I really am --"

"Then tell me who you really are!"

"I'll tell Mbak Nayla, but not here."

"Then, where?"

"At Nayla's house or at my uncle's house."

"Well, let's go to your uncle's house!"

"Heem. Wait, I'll call uncle and aunt first --"

"Why call your aunt and uncle? We're going to their house." Nayla spoke to Zidan.

"I want to ask my uncle and aunt to catch up with us."

"I'm sorry, I can't."

"Why can't it?" Nayla asked in surprise accompanied by a link of the two base of her eyebrows.

Without ignoring the question posed by Nayla, Zidan immediately took the device he kept in his shirt pocket. Then he hurried to contact his uncle.

While Zidan was talking to his uncle over the phone, someone walked over while swinging a bottle of drink towards his head.

"Awasssssssss!" Nayla screamed as she watched the scene.

Nayla's screams prompted Zidan to move on reflex. He twisted his body and floated a flying fish kick soaring into space to make the body of someone who wanted to harm him instantly collapsed. That person was Deni, one of the Ambassador's friends.

Instead of rushing to help Deni who fell to the ground hit the asphalt, the other three friends of the Ambassador were stunned to see the lunge of Zidan. They did not expect, a young man like Zidan was able to tear down the large and burly Deni.

"Woah, that's so cool!" said one of them named Danu while praising the kick Zidan.

"Hooh, that's really cool. Deni whose body as big as an elephant can collapse with one kick. I don't imagine, what if I get kicked," said another. Call him Dude. Not the Dude Herlino, but the Dorayaki Dude.

"Gue became interested in learning how to tell people." Dwiki bermonolog. But heard by his two friends-Danu and Dude.

"Lu said learn nari? It's kaga nari woeeee! Ntu people ngluarin kick flying frog! Mostly drink you! So sliwer your eyes!" Danu recited Dwiki's words while clinging to his friend's head.

"Not a flying frog kick, but the crocodile tail kick style looms into the clouds" said Dude who also argued. But, baby, the argument is wrong. Even impressed with origin.

"Like me mo say what! My mouth-mouth, not your mouth on!" Dwiki looks sewot. He then walked away from his two friends to approach Zidan.

Upon arriving before Zidan, Dwiki shed his body and knelt down. He cupped his palms together in front of his chest and slightly lowered his face, like a disciple saluting the teacher.

"Teacher, make me a student. I really want to be appointed as Master's student and learn martial arts, especially kick styles that can mentally train people."

Zidan gawking. He did not know how to respond to Dwiki's words. Zidan believed that Dwiki-the man who begged to make him as a disciple must have been drunk, so as to speak.

"Teacher, let me be a student as well. I will study diligently, so I can replace Bang Pitung ama Bang Haji Roma." Just like Dwiki, Dude also knelt down and cupped his palms in front of his chest.

"Gue too, Master. Raise me as a student. Teach me the death kick." As if not to be outdone by his two friends, Danu knelt down and begged Zidan to make him a disciple.

Zidan was really speechless, because for the first time there were people who begged him to be made a student. Not just one person, but three people at once.

"Teacher, me too. I am a student." Deni who had just managed to bring his body up also begged. Even he knelt down and kissed the soles of Zidan's feet, so Zidan felt uneasy.

"Ba-wake! I-I'm not a teacher. So, don't ask me to make you students" Zidan said with a little stammering. He really felt uncomfortable with the attitude of the four Ambassador friends who felt very excessive.

"Teacher, don't talk like that! I'm sure, the master martial arts. The proof of Master's kick can make me collapse."

"Yes, Teacher. I'm sure too, Master martial arts expert. So I beg you, let us be students. If Master doesn't want to make me as a student, we don't want to wake up." Danu chimed in on the speech made by Deni.

Zidan scooped up the air deeply, then exhaled it slowly. It was clear from his face that he was thinking.

"Udah dech, accept them as your students, Mas! Just like them, I'm sure that you master martial arts and have a heart-warming style." Nayla paused for a moment and tried to get out of her sitting position by holding on to the pole next to her.

"Don't forget, you owe me, Mas. Debt of explanation and debt of certainty," he continued accompanied by a line of smile that was very sweet and made Nayla's face look more beautiful, to make the four men who looked at her stunned and presumptuous recite praise.

"Beautiful" said Deni and his three friends almost simultaneously.

Zidan breathed a rough breath. The side of his heart felt uncomfortable when watching the pair of eyes enjoying the beauty of Nayla is very plenary.

His sense of hearing was also hot when he heard the praise flowing very presumptuously shown to the long-spirited girl.

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