Is He my Imam
I'm Yusuf
18/4/16
🍁I do not know who you are.The first time I see you, there are different feelings.Entah, I am not sure of my feelings.I like the sincerity of your heart through the help you give.I like your diligence in carrying out your obligations.Also your morals add to your beauty.🍁
M.Y.A.D
Yusuf smiled as he read his diary.Eitsss more precisely the book of shedding feelings.Given the first time he met a woman who greatly made his feelings uneasy.
The clock shows at 23:58, two minutes before the turn of the age of the woman who risked her life for her.
Quickly quickly Joseph prepared the cake he had bought earlier.Cue plain brownies with the inscription"Barakallah fi Umrik Bunda"also without candles of course.
Not to forget, he woke up his sister, Yasmin then to the second room of his parents, with a heart, he also woke his father, Harith.
Before long, the three of them woke up a very meaningful woman in their lives.
Halima, who felt disturbed to open her net slowly adjust the incoming light.
"Barakallah fi umrik Bunda" said the three of them simultaneously.
Hearing that, Halima also sat down with a smile and without feeling something flowing in the corner of her net.
"Mabruk alfa mabruk
'Aliya mabruk
Mabruk alfa
'Aliya mabruk
Mabruk alfa
Yaumilladik mabruk"Their prayers for Mother Halimah.
"Happy birthday, my wife Halimah.May Sholihah added, plus the family, be spared from the temptations of shethan as well as the nature and bad deeds, and may Allah always give His Mercy to our family"Said Harith while kissing Halimah's forehead and was reciprocated with a kiss on the back of his hand.
Before long, Yusuf and Yasmin agreed to his do'a.
Joseph's figure disappeared behind the door, leaving behind Yasmin, Harith, and Halimah.
"Eh Well, Joseph has not yet identified his sister-in-law Yasmin to us?"ask her husband.
"There may not be a bun" Harits replied.
"You may have been around, but you haven't yet known bun"tipal Yasmin even though she knew from the beginning about the woman whom Joseph admired.
Slowly but surely, Joseph's figure was seen from behind the door with a black paper bag with a small maple leaf pattern orange color.
"Mother, here is a gift from Yusuf" he said as he handed the paper bag earlier.
"Well, what is this?"ask the mother enthusiastically.
"That's a little gift that may be nothing compared to your struggle for Joseph,"
"Alhamdulillah, thank you son, may you both be sons of sholih sholiha, be devoted to parents, and happy afterlife"
"AAMIIN" they answered simultaneously.
"Opens dong bun"Yasmin asked.
Without waiting for long, Halimah immediately opened the paper bag that her son gave her.
"Well, that's beautiful, you're pinter, you're choosing Suf".
Joseph was a little surprised by the words of his mother just now, considering that the one who chose his dress was his female friend.
"Suf?".
"Eh, uh yes bun, same"
At the words of Joseph, Father, Yasmin, and his mother laughed.
"That owh, who chose not Joseph, but the daughter of Joseph" he said.
"Owh, it turns out the ghost" said Harits origin who made the whole room laugh again also Joseph whose cheeks began to blush.
"Eh what the hell well, ah Yusuf want to sleep, good night well, bun, dek" he said as he breezed away leaving his parents' second room.
"I'm ashamed, don't be right" said Harith, who made Halimah and Yasmin laugh again.
"Jaudah, dad, bun, Yasmin wants to rest too, good night"
"Night, don't forget to read the do'a"
"Yes"
Yasmin did not go straight to the room, she stopped first in her brother's room.
"Assalamualaikum, brother"
"Waalaikumsalam, enter the deck"
"I'm sitting down, brother?"
"Astagfirullah, don't be ashamed, just say hello to your deck, usually also embarrassed"
"Yes maap"
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"sister"
"Hmm?"
"You ask me this"
"What?"
"Say brother earlier, who chose the game of sister?"
"Yes, why?"
"His name?"
"Mariam"
"Did?!"
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Hi gais🤗meet again, please constructive criticism and advice yes
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