Love Flips At The End of the Season

CLASS 1 UPGRADE

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Fatim Residence ....

Fatim hugged his phone with his eyes closed. Never imagined that all this would happen. All of this is entrusted to the owner of body and soul.

La haula wala quwwata illa billahil aliyil adzim called lafadz hauqalah. Meaning: “There is no effort and strength except by the help of Allah, the Most High and the Most High."

Fatim immediately closed his eyes, he did not feel like this night would soon pass. Her tears were still flowing, she hoped that tomorrow would be better for her.

Finally the girl fell asleep and hugged her phone. Not felt now the chant of dawn azan has reverberated, Fatim immediately cleaned himself for the preparation of dawn prayers as much as two rakaat. He remembered Abas' message to be diligent in prayer either obligatory or circumcision.

Nadya hurriedly headed to her daughter's room, she was afraid that the girl was late again for prayers. But this time he was stunned to see his daughter was teaching, his voice sounded melodious even with murathal readings.

"Honey, you're getting more like your dad, he used to be. Always teach when finished prayers Fajr or magrib, even sometimes every prayer he also read it a little," muttered Nadya. There were tears of longing dripping down there.

Nadya quickly wiped her tears, she did not want her daughter to know if she was crying. She desperately hopes her daughter will get a companion who can truly guide her to the world and the afterlife.

Quietly Nadya retreated and pretended to have just come, she knocked on her daughter's bedroom door.

Tok ... tok .. tok ...!

"Darling! Are you awake?" ask Nadya slowly.

"Yes, Ma. This just finished praying," replied Fatim gently as he walked closer to the door of his room.

Clamps!

The door leaf opened and Fatim popped his head from behind the door with a sweet smile.

"Alhamdulillah you have prayed, tumben this morning did not wait for mama to wake up?" Nadya smiled at her daughter.

"Yes, Ma. Today a repeat of the class hike so it must be early in the morning, because you want to check the room and desk chair that Fatim will occupy," replied Fatim with a sweet smile.

"Hopefully be able to answer the exam smoothly yes, dear. Mama will always wish you the best." Nadya touched her daughter's cheeks gently.

"Aamiin thank you, my dear mother." Fatim hugged Nadya tightly as if to release the burden of his heart.

*Tumben this kid, is he in trouble again? But why doesn't he want a story? I'll find out later, Nadya's mind.*

"Okay now you are ready for breakfast yes, mama will make a special menu so that the body's nutrition is the same as your brain is filled because it wants to repeat." Nadya retreats from the presence of her only daughter.

Meanwhile, at Yati's house, her parents were already preparing to move. Likewise with Yati, he does not want to be late for his class exam. But this time he will leave with Wawan who has officially become his girlfriend.

"Sir! Has Fatim not picked you up in a long time? Even the boy that was yesterday who picked you up," asked his father Yati.

"Yes, Sir! Fatim was busy because so I was picked up with the boy," replied Yati honestly.

"Whose boy is that?" ask Yati's father again.

"He is Wawan. The director of My Cafe is still Fatim's brother." Yati explained about Wawan to her father.

"What is your relationship with her, son?" ask Yati's mother.

"He ... he ..ehmmm pa-boyfriend Yati," Yati replied with a lowered head.

Yati's honest answer made the father cough until it made Yati feel bad.

"This, Sir. Drink du."Yati's mother gave her husband a glass of water.

"You're a kid, playing with boyfriends, right,? Your job is to learn, Nduk!" Yati's father stopped his bribe.

"Yes, sorry Yati, sir!" Yati raised both of her fingers as a sign of her apology.

His father and mother could only shake their heads at their daughter's behavior.

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Featured SMA ....

All the students and students of the Superior Public Secondary School looked crowded. All of them came rushing to attend the DEUTERONOMY class hike.

No exception Fatim and Yati. Both seem to have found their positions.

Fatim was already sitting right in seat number five from the front. While Yati obtained a place that is very, very feared all. Well he sat right in front of the supervising teacher.

"Fren! Help me dong! Tukeran yuk place, serem very my place." Yati bowed listlessly.

"Loe should be grateful not complaining. Sitting in front of it makes you so confident and calm, as long as you really have learned. I was hoping I could sit down at Loe's but I was sitting somewhere else. Sure enough if what was determined today is the best for us." Fatim encouraged Yati who was afraid to sit in front of the supervisor.

"OK good morning everyone, please the class president of this room immediately lead his friends to greet and start everything by praying first." The supervisor looked serious, he was not their teacher but from another school.

Fatim immediately led his friends to pray and greet the supervisor named Bu Dewi, she looked like a woman in her thirties with a slight curdling according to Fatim's vision glasses, her lips covered in a flaming red lipstick with powder that had been patched several times as she looked, abis is so thick that powder.

Miss Dewi walked up to Fatim, she looked at Fatim with a slight frown.

"You're a transfer boy, huh?" ask the Goddess of the Supervisor.

"No, Mom. I am a student here too" Fatim replied with a smile in honor of the teacher.

"But why are you the only one wearing a hijab at this school?" ask again.

"Yes because closing the aurat is mandatory for a Muslimah who has already reached puberty. Maybe the others haven't moved their hearts to hijab, ma'am. Hopefully others will soon follow." replied Fatim while smiling again.

Ms. Dewi did not seem to deny hearing the words of Fatim just now, she felt ashamed.he was also a Muslimah and had already aqil puberty but still revealed his aura.he really saluted with Fatim. Being alone is different from the appearance of the others but does not make him feel embarrassed or hopeless. The girl really brought inspiration to him.

"Okay, please share our paper today!" Miss Dewi handed Fatim a brown envelope and then returned to her seat in front of the class.

Everyone has been struggling with the matter that Fatim just shared. Their class was really orderly, once again ma'am Dewi was amazed by the children of High School Excellence. The beauty and discipline of its students deserves a thumbs up.

Only about twenty minutes, Fatim had already departed from his chair, he immediately raised his hand the sign he had completed. The Goddess was again amazed by him.

"Are you really done?"

"Ready already, Mom!"

"Related to check again?"

"I have checked Allah's Inshaa, Mom." Fatim looked very sure.

"Okay then bring here, you usually go out first," said Miss Dewi finally.

Fatim immediately passed out of class and did not forget he sent a message to his best friend.

Fren I'm in mushala huh. Fatimid.

After sending Fatim's message immediately to Mushala, he intends to do duha prayers starting today.

After Fatim's departure, Miss Dewi fad wanted to check Fatim's answer. He was worried in case the child answered his reply with origin. But to his surprise, Fatim's answer is absolutely perfect, there is no mistake either double choice or essay.

While it was ....

Fatim leisurely walked towards the mushala, for some reason his heart suddenly felt sliced as he passed through the Abas class. He missed that guy. His words that night made Fatim want to cry.

After arriving at Mushala, he immediately ablaze and perform duha prayers. Without Fatim knowing, someone is also doing duha prayers there.

Two hearts that intertwine are telling the owner of the heart. The unease and sadness they felt seemed to be the embellishment of their second prayer this morning.

After finishing the prayer Fatim took off his face and was about to come out to sit on the bench in front of the mushala garden, but somehow his heart said to peek into the male shaf. Fatim believed the room was empty.

With a little plan Fatim revealed the veil barrier between the place of prayer men and women. It was unexpected that someone who had also prayed next to him also opened the veil.

"Astaqdirullah haladzim" said the two surprised. But Fatim reflexively kicked forward so that the man slammed a little away from Fatim.

Both of them fell on the floor, seeing someone who was sprawled by him, Fatim quickly set out from the fall to help the boy who had been kicked by him even though it was by accident.

"I'm sorry, I'm helping you. Are you all right?" ask Fatim worried.

Hearing Fatim's voice, the fallen man smiled. He was happy to hear the voice of the girl he missed, even though they had to meet in this way.

The boy immediately twisted his body which made Fatim immediately close his mouth because he felt disbelief.

"Sister!" fatim said with a trembling voice.

Suddenly Fatim reflexively wanted to hug the boy he called brother. But quickly the boy restrained Fatim's head with his book.

"Eitt! Remember we are not mahrams, and we are adults now not children anymore. To any man who is not the mahramnya you do not play hugs, it is a sin." The boy smiled looking at Fatim.

*alhamdulillah, O Allah, You found us in a beautiful way, may You also be pleased to link our hearts to a lawful relationship later, the inner boy.*

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