
Early in the morning Aira had woken up from her sleep. home the night did not make her misfortune. The feeling of fear struck the inner who came home late at night, the, although the door was unlocked, they may have been on purpose because they told Haris to Papa Atan.
" kak Ai, yuk mosque" invite bi Tuti who has been ready with Herlin. "yes, bi" Aira immediately took the face and walked to follow bi Tuti who already seems like his mother, only, and carrying Herlin who works like a sister.
they enjoy the morning air of the city without pollution, Aira and Herlin used to have a morning marathon with Haris after dawn.
Aira helped Herlin prepare to go to school as usual, eat together, parting and walking to the front of the house.Today they chose the nearest road.
just past one neighbor's house, "tit.tit.tit.." Aira unceremoniously sat Herlin behind Haris, like a happy parent who drove his beloved son to school. once in a while they greet the neighbors who cross paths and pay attention to them.
after letting Herlin enter the school gate with his friend, the lovers who were in love were back home, "Ai, what did they say about last night?" Haris wanted to know the response. "no, only Herlin wanted to know what time I got home,,"
"it turns out the little boy is more kepo huh, Ai?"
"hhh."
"kok only that, the answer is. are you worried about something" (while pulling the hand of Aira to get closer to the front)
"usadah candidate, can I be your imam candidate?"
Not yet answered, the old Vespa has arrived at the gate. Mother is waiting on the porch of the house because it is a holiday.
Aira and Haris shook hands with mom, immediately sitting on the three terrace seats. "Mom, can I take Aira for a walk?"
Haris has always been brave if the same mother tata.
"maybe, but Aira had a message for you to go home soon, there was a friend who registered you in college, he said" mother conveyed a message from the person who called to the home phone number. Aira still hasn't activated her phone yet.
"oh...how about I go home today, Mom?"
ASK MOM FOR AN OPINION, LOOK IT IN MY FACE. MAKE UPSET AJA. Inner Haris who does not want to part for long.
"it's up to Nak Aira, how about you and the son of mr rt only" mother is so if again become a matchmaker.
"keep on telling your parents about Haris, after all you have grown up at this age, for a long time sir erte can force you to marry, if like this continues" mother chattered with length.
Haris chuckled, hearing mother's words. "I took the same bag first, yes!" aira said as she breezed into the house.
"yuk, ma'am excuse me!" Haris asked for permission while gently pulling Aira's hand over the old Vespa.
"beware the road, yes" mother reminded the thug who likes to speed "skid, ma'am boarding!" reply then turn the motor out the gate of the house.
"Ai.stretched grip yes" Aira obeyed the orders of her lover, Genk motor child was just learning to ride a motorcycle slowly since they were dating.
"Where are we going?" Aira curious.
Former thugs stop at the parking lot, open the helmet from the head of his hijab girlfriend.we will spend time enjoying the beauty of this lake before your departure that leaves you longing. Haris tries to express all her feelings without knowing Aira will feel scared and suspicious about her behavior that is starting to strange.
"Ai, it's a romantic place, we go yuk!" the invited began to suspect, lest-don't. "astaghfirullah.." cf. Aira who almost heard Haris.he was happy to tease the boyfriend who always kept his faith.
arriving at a chair whose backrest is in the form of a pair of geese facing each other.
Aira noticed the situation around the park where many people of her age were alone, some were just sitting together, some were.."oh, astaghfirullah!'" aira shouted as she held tightly onto Haris' arm. "what, would you like to do that too?" the god smiled at the white face that began to blush.which in the hold was even more happy the more the spirit issued his fighting style.
"jeez.." cried Aira who was as fast as lightning held Haris' arm and hid her face into Haris' chest. He was surprised to see two perverts near a shady tree not far from them sitting. Aira always kept her faith, even since hearing her friends' stories about dating, she started hijab to cover her slim body.
"Bang Haris, I'm afraid.., go home yuk!" Aira begged to hold her head to that wide chest, her hands tightly holding Haris' waist. Aira remembered the story of the woman who was tainted, she did not want to happen to him either.
"yes. prospective ustazah kok dare to hug girlfriend anyway!" goda Haris set the distance, "just relax, we come here to live fresh air and I want to give you something" his hands just squeezed the fingers of Aira who immediately kissed him.
Haris: "Ai, may I take you to the village"
Aira: "don't I'm not ready yet." look to the toe and imagine the reaction of his family later.
Haris: "yes, if you were in your family, would you not?" test
Aira: "no way, bang" still looking down
Haris: "do you want us to break up? so you can calm down there?" test again.
Aira shook her head marked no.
Haris: "why are you afraid, I am your mess?
Aira: "bang, if you come to my house people in my village will denounce my family for considering me a girl*****" explained.
"Ai, do you love one of the young men in your village?" Haris wanted to convince her, Aira just shook her head that could not be separated from Haris' chest.
the more days of Haris's love the greater he gets towards Aira. Before long he held out a red mini box to Aira "Ai, this ring will bind your heart to me, if you are willing you have to wear it now!"
"don't overdo it, bang!" pinta Aira who feels bad. Haris immediately put on the ring finger of Aira who just resigned, not forgetting to kiss the forehead covered with hijab.
this intimacy must be ended immediately, because the sun begins to approach to the west.
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