HEAVEN LOVE IN BISMILLAH

ONLINE FRIEND

A few days passed since Zahrana chatted with the account owner upset that time. She thought it was over, but Zahrana opened her social account again, and it turned out that Zahrana had already received several consecutive chats from the same person.

Helloowww...

Basic no responsibility loe yes... After you ordered me to pray, you continued to play hazy-kabur...

I haven't calmed down woyyy...

"How strange is anyone... Yesterday can not be rented, want to block me, how now as if I nyariin it? Plin-plan..." Dengus Zahrana felt arrogant when opening a message from his unknown account.

Yeah, actually he's the one who started it wrong. But his intention was good to advise that person.

"Why not calm down? You're not praying?" Zahrana began to return the message.

I want to, but not be... I don't understand. I don't know why I'm ashamed of God, if I step up, but don't know how...

It didn't take long, Zahrana's message immediately got a reply.

"Well, if you still have God's shame... Learn, let you know how..."

Ajarin...

"Huh?" Zahrana looks sewot when reading a reply message from the person in the form of a command word.

"Why should I?" Write Zahrana objection.

Who else, if not you? I want to pray! If I knew it was true, I could calm down. I swear, I'm really upset...

"Squeaky... How is he making it?" Zahrana. "Is this a kindness? If so, I'd like to..." Her thought.

How's it? If you want, I'll pay...

Zahrana had not had time to say yes, it turns out that the person had tested his faith.

"The pay is a lot, isn't it?" Write Zahrana as if challenging.

Whatever you want... Basic, duitan eyes. It should be worship for you...

"Jeez, this is why I'm a double eye..." Dengus Zahrana was upset. Even his face was flushed from it.

"Eat him, don't measure all the good of that person with money..."

No need for loe... The woman can not make up and beautify her face if not with money. Is it impossible if you don't need money? And anyway, that woman just might ask for money... Money makers, that is impossible... Eleven twelve of my ex. His job is just asking for money, behind my back, cheating...

"You confided?" Write Zahrana as if melted.

I'm not talking, it's the truth, right? At least you are too... I pay, as long as I teach...

"Astaghfirullah's... Heh, you are horrified... I'm not that woman. And I can make money even if not how much..." Zahrana is so upset when it comes to self-esteem. Zahrana thought, it's the same as the man calling himself a materialistic woman.

Loe n*garang can make money? If yes, how much? Enough to buy makeup equipment loe? If it is less, I am more... The important thing is that you accept my offer...

"What the hell? Yes, there's not much I've done. And only recently. But thank God, the money I made meant so much to my family in need..."

What's the job loe?

"Online novelist..."

Waw... Great too loe? In what app? What is your account name? I'll read it later, add a view loe. I happen to like to read...

Zahrana did not realize that she was so caring until replying one by one to the message from the person. He answered all the questions of that person without a single one remaining as well.

Zahrana even smiled to himself if reading a message from the person in the form of ridiculousness and cuteness. However, according to the decision from the beginning, Zahrana was asked to teach the man how to pray.

Asik chatingan, zahrana until not realizing it was time for Ajis to go home. Zahrana hastily opened the door for her husband.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Brother..."

"Wa'alaikumussalam, Brother..." Zahrana greeted Ajis with a big smile and kissed her husband's hand.

"Don't it look like my sister's happy?" Ajis asked who was astonished to see Zahrana's behavior.

"Hasn't you ever seen Zahra this happy before?" Zahrana asked in a spoiled tone and twitched in her husband's arm as they entered the house.

"Every day, but this is different than usual... Is there something?"

"Not really, bang... But, Zahra got friends online... He is a Muslim who does not pray... So he asked Zahra to teach him, and he would pay Zahra. That's fine, brother..." Zahrana is honest as it is.

"Oh yeah? Does your sister want to?"

"You want, Brother...The people he wants to pay Zahra, the important thing is that he can pray he said. Poor him, half his age does not know religion. To the extent that when there was trouble, he intended to kill himself all over..." Zahrana said without hiding anything from her husband.

"Yes Allah..." Ajis said he was concerned. "Yes, my sister taught him to be able to... May blessings and reward..."

"Aamiin Ya Mujiib..." Greet Zahrana as she rubbed her face with her palms guaranteeing her husband's do'a. "Oh yes, brother... How's your job today?"

"Alhamdulillah, Brother... Thanks to there is the wife of Shalah Abang, who always pray for all the best for Abang, making the work of Abang easy and smooth... Thank you, sister..." Ajis said, rubbing Zahrana's head.

"Together, Brother... Thank you for fighting for our little family..." Sahut Zahrana while gritting her husband's cheek. "Now you take a bath, Zahra ready to wear clothes Brother, we continue to eat together. Now you can't go with Zahra for lunch..." Zahrana said softly with sweet lips.

"Yes, Brother... Excuse me... Take a break for a while. After praying, the rest of the time is only ten minutes. Mending Brother ate at the stall, right? If you go home, how much time." Ajis felt guilty.

"Yes, Brother... Its alright... Zahra just feels lonely every time Zahra wants to have lunch..." Zahrana.

"Means Brother always misses you?"

"Yes is... Brother Zahra's husband..."

Cup

One kiss landed on Zahrana's forehead. Things that made him feel calm and better afterwards.

"Yes already, Brother don't be sad anymore... The beauty is gone... Now I'll take a shower..."

Zahrana nodded, then rushed to the wardrobe to get her husband's change of clothes.

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