Love as Beautiful Dusk In Pesantren Season 2

Love as Beautiful Dusk In Pesantren Season 2
Hussein Plan



Today Husein plans to find out about Zahra, the cute, sweet girl he wants to make a wife, and Husein eagerly scouts Zein's house like a spy, Husein did everything not without reason but this time Husein wanted to be serious and if Zahra was really good then he would immediately propose to Zahra to be made a wife.


Husein who is ready with all kinds of plans is also equipment that supports the action.


"Mas Husein was sorry before but we've been here more than ten minutes, but Mas Husein ngelakuin anything we really want to do what?" ask the driver and santri yqng in asking for help by Hisein to accompany the action.


"You just sit there sweet! you'll know for yourself what to do." Answer Husein who made Ifan santri the son he invited.


As a santri Ifan can only follow what Husein request the status of son of Abi Ilzham, the nanny and leader of the pesantren.


Husein continued to look straight ahead waiting for the girl of his target to come out. And it's true that after two minutes after Husein answered Ifan's question, Zahra came out wearing a robe that made her look even more sweet.


Husein's smile immediately widened to see the girl he had been waiting for since had finally come out as well.


"Fan we follow the girl!" edith Husein who is currently undercover wearing a regular T-shirt combined with knee-length pants complete with a hat and glasses.


Previously Zein had told if his sister was a hobby once drawing and now is developing his hobby, Zahra opened a small boutique to develop his hobby.


Zahra is seen riding an online motorcycle, it was a simple girl even though in the house there was a car that was not used but Zahra preferred to ride the online motorcycle that information obtained from Zein the Big Brother.


Ifan who slowly began to understand what purpose he was asked to accompany stalking a girl, slowly Ifan's smile expanded as he glanced at Husein's still serious fig looking straight ahead at where Zahra was.


And sure enough as expected Husein Zahra went to the boutique after paying online ojek Zahra directly into the boutique.


"First start" Husein wrote after typing a message that had no idea what it contained.


Husein put his phone on the dashboard of the car stick it in the place of the phone and ready to watch, Ifan just quietly pay attention to Husein's attitude without asking much.


Husein's phone displays a boutique atmosphere that is still quiet, there are only a few people who come because it is still too early to shop.


"Excuse me Ma'am," a woman's voice was heard so clearly on Husein's phone that she couldn't see the woman's face.


"Yes, how can I help you?" sahut Zahra who looks like he is smiling kindly responds to new customers coming.


Zahra's face was clearly visible on Husein's phone as if Husein had sent someone to come and test Zahra.


"Sir, I want to find a contemporary game that can make me look younger" said the woman.


"Mbak can come with me. Please!" with a smile that expands Zahra guide her customers to come with her to see the latest model gamis that usually become in the struggle of girls.


"All of these are the latest and best-selling models in our boutique, Ma'am please choose a suitable one at heart." Zahra continued with the same smile.


"I want to finish the work that must be completed, and Ma'am can be accompanied by my employees" replied Zahra.


"But I want to be accompanied by Ma'am," said the woman with a flat tone mixed with arrogance.


"Please select Ma'am!" Zahra smiled as she showed a row of gamis hanging neatly in place.


The customer who asked at Zahra's company is now looking at the game model in front of him.


"Why are models rich in gini all?" his protest.


"Didn't anything catch Mama's attention?" zahra asked with a smile still on her cheek.


"All the models here are ugly, so none of them caught my attention, the boutique should have a good design and not a limited market like this." Said the customer insulted the model of the game available at the boutique.


"What kind of model do you like?" Zahra asked again with a smile that was still visible on her face and there was not the slightest expression of anger or annoyed with words that were thrown from the lips of the customer.


"I like the most current and good model of the game" he replied.


"Well, Ma'am can choose in the other section." Zahra pointed to the other side of her button.


"I've been lazy to buy here, the goods are ugly all nothing good," this one customer is really draining emotions but Zahra's face still looks calm and friendly not one bit disturbed by the attitude and speech of customers who come to his boutique.


"If Mbak does not feel fit with the game in this boutique I can only apologize, and Mbak can find the game elsewhere." Zahra said with a smile still on her face.


"Ohh, so you're upset with me?" the voice of the customer who had sounded arrogant since then now rose an octave to become more song.


"I'm sorry I don't mean it that way, I just give advice, if Mbak deigns to be followed if not ignored," Zahra said in a soft tone.


"Had this boutique sucked, it was useless to come here if the clothes were ugly," said the customer in a tone of voice loud enough to make most other visitors hear, he said, and miraculously, Zahra can still smile in response to that very annoying customer.


A sweet smile is now seen on the face of Husein who has since seen the video of the incident in the boutique, Husein's heart was really made up by the attitude of Zahra who was so patient.


"Is that girl Mas Husein's candidate?" ask Ifan who was amazed by the patience of the girl in the video on Husein's phone.


"Yes, what do you think?" instead of answering Husein threw the question back at Ifan.


"She was so patient and beautiful, hopefully Mas Husein can match her up to the guarantee," a strand of do'a that got amen from Husein.


Husein stared fixedly at Zahra's boutique with a hard-to-art look, he just remained motionless and Ifan just shook his head to see what the son of the owner of the boarding school where he studied.