I'm Pepet You With Bismillah

08.

"Aisyah ayok cepet and later late to class" Shafira shouted.

" At this time Fur again makai shoes "quickly Aisyah immediately ran to Shafira.

" Huhh yuk has departed" while pulling Shafira's hand.

" Don't run away2 tired of my hands you just hold a tight fast" Shafira protested.

" Hehehee sorry Firr, yaudah ayok" while pulling back shafira's hand.

" Allah Shah slowly2 I ngos2 an nih you run very fast. It's my hand you're holding fast again" Shafira said.

" Hehehe's sorry Fira, I forgot again." Aisyah replied with a crybaby.

" Huh fortunately beautiful, if I have not thrown you Shah" said Shafira.

" Uuhhhh dear don't sulk dong later

beautiful lost loh" Aisyah seduces to Shafira.

" What the hell is Shah, yaudah yuk coming in".

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The bell also reads a sign that learning begins.

Oh yes here santri putra and santri putri separated so do not expect to glance here and there like other public schools, here there are rules so do not arbitrarily be able to glance.

In my class the princess santri whispered2 made my concentration and Shafira was destroyed. I do not know what santri is talking about here, and yes I have a new teacher who replaces Ustad Muhsin, because he has a task outside the city.

"Assalamualaikum" said Ustad Ali.

" Wa'alaikumussalam" we answered in unison.

Suddenly2 the voice came back again, because most of the princess santri here liked Ustad Ali until there was a tease her.

" Ustad Ali, smile dong do not frown later the handsome lost loh" replied one santri. Finally we all laughed with the ridiculous height of one of the students.

But Ustad Ali did not respond to what the santri said and also whisper2 did not want to stop until someone said.

" God Ustad Ali is so handsome, I want to be his wife." And there are also...

"If anyone tells Ali I will be very literate."

And many more made my head break.

" Ustad will be out first".

" All right, let's start, I'll show you one to go forward"

Everyone is afraid of being appointed

go forward with Ustad and me and degggggg....

" You sit on table number 3 on the right".

" Hopefully why I was also the one Ustad pointed at, I can have the balloons all of them" my heart murmured.

"Sss..i ustad" with a brick.

" Yes, what is his name." asked Ustad Ali.

" Aisha ustad." Nervously advancing.

" Well we start. Ismuki ma? " (what's your name?).

" An Aisha Zainul Muttaqin" (i Aisha Zainil Muttaqi).

" Min aina anta ? (where did you come from").

" Ana min S, east java." (i am from S, East Java)

" Good enough Iisha you can sit now".

" Terimakaih ustad" with cold, trembling hands sat down.

"Your dad is so cool".

"Alhamdulillah, I thought it would be very difficult ehh turned out to be just acquaintances"

my answer.

Ustad Ali continued his teaching until it was finished.

Prov Ali's.

When Ali entered the classroom and arrived2 his eyes saw the figure of a woman he knew, namely Aisyah who made Ali always think about it.

He deliberately appointed Aisyah to come forward to begin speaking Arabic. Actually I just want to know where he lives but, in this way he can know the origin of Aisyah, even though he did not realize it..

" Please take care of my love, O robb, do not let the servant love him because of lust, I want to keep him from falling into sin, strengthen the servant ya robb" Ali also prayed with passion.