Love Flips At The End of the Season

CBDM2X. 12

"Astaqfirullah haladzim, Abas .. you ...." Akhi Fajar is approaching.

Abas immediately let go of his wife's hand while Fatim only smiled knotfully behind her husband.

"You haven't seen each other in months, but your behavior is already out of bounds." Aki Fajar's face looked very angry.

"Pig! Why let Abas commit adultery?" He turned to Grace and Mary who were walking fast towards Dawn.

Meanwhile, Abas accompanied by Fatim also walked closer to Dawn, one of the students in the cottage who had become Abas' adoptive brother.

At the wedding of Fatim and Abas he was not present because he was completing his script. After graduation, he will take turns with his adoptive sister.

"We sit down first, there's something Abi wants to tell you." Grace holds the shoulder of Dawn which is still ignited by emotion.

He looked at Abas and Fatim with a reddened face, a combination of anger and shame.

All were seated in the garden seats, Maryam and Fatim sitting close together. Abas and Dawn were also next to each other, occasionally he glanced at Abas still with an annoyed face.

"Look, Jar. Abi apologized for keeping this a secret from you. You were focusing on the secret." Grace paused her speech, which made Dawn frown.

Before long Grace resumed her words." They are lawful and religious." Grace looked at her adopted son.

"I mean Abi? Them? Dawn tries to digest everything.

"Yes, they're married." The smiling grace that followed the relieved faces of Maryam and Abas.

Fajar quickly turned to his beloved sister, then he hugged her.

"Baarakallahu laka wabarakoa 'alaika wajma'a bainakumaa fii khoir."

"Shukron yes, Bang." Abas returned Fajar's embrace.

"What was he, your angel-hearted angelic angel the other day?" Dawn whispered in Abaz's ear.

"Alhamdulillah yes, Bang." Abas' face was red.

"So please keep this secret until Abas finishes college later, including all the students here no one knows except Hanafi," said Rahmat again.

"Goddessa, Bi. Wait a minute, yeah, I got a little gift from Saudi Arabia." Dawn went from her seat to the front room to pick up her suitcase.

The man had just arrived from Saudi Arabia, intending to surprise the family of Mercy but instead he was surprised to see Abas with a woman.

After giving souvenirs, Fajar immediately withdrew to return to the dormitory. In his heart he desperately yearned to be married to a woman like Fatim. She hopes to find a woman like her one day.

*****

The next day all the santriwati were gathered to announce the arrival of Fatim who would settle in the cottage for a few days.

All became excited let alone see the face of Fatim who is beautiful and clean, with a tall body also slim.

Moreover, Ruhkayah, the woman who had asked to be betrothed to Abas, she felt burned because she would get a heavy rival like Fatim.

"Dad, Anti should be on standby. The new girl was completely physically perfect. But we do not know yet with the science of religion and its ethics," whispered Arimbi one of the santriwati who stood beside Rukhyah.

"Anti's right, Mbi. Ana must be vigilant, however we first know and target Akhi Abas." Rukhyah put on a cynical face.

All have disbanded and returned to the dormitory as well as Fatim.

"Are you sure you want to stay in the dorm?" Maryam accompanied her daughter-in-law's steps towards dormitory eight as her father-in-law, Rahmat ordered.

"Goddessa, Umi. Fatim wants to try being a cottage boy for just a few days." Fatim smiling.

"But if in the cottage can not meet you with Abas," said Maryam again.

"We met secretly, Um. Looks like it's fun like it's secretly going out." Fatim laughed and Abas would be terrorized by many eyes.

"Yes, we have arrived. You're in! Look at your dorms first, all their acquaintances, you're the same age." Maryam gave Fatim the bag of clothes he had brought.

"Thank you, Umi. Pray that I'll stay in the dorm." Fatim kissed the back of Mary's hand while Abas watched her from a distance.

With a certain step Fatim knocked on the door of the eight dormitory. Not forgetting that the girl said hello.

Many answer for sure, because in one dormitory there will be ten heads. The door opened and all gaped to see who was standing in front of the dormitory door.

Abi Rahmat deliberately put the girl in dormitory eight because the residents are girls who are considered to be a set aside for other princess students because they are less sociable, shy and can be said to be slow in learning. Another one of these groups almost never participate in cottage activities.

This time Abi Rahmat deliberately grouped them into one, during this time they were placed in blending with others.

The hope of Abi Rahmat is of course so that Fatim can give color in their lives so that they can develop like other friends.

"Can I come in?" Fatim looked at them one by one. But none answered. They were still dumbstruck and in disbelief at what they saw.

The girl they had just clumped was now in plain sight.

"Woi ... Can I come in?" Fatim slightly raised his voice.

"Ah yes, ahlan wa sahlan ukht**i(welcome friend)." All looked down as if paying respect to Fatim which made the girl chuckle.

"My name is not Fatim, it's not us." The girl grinned the horse, she did not know if it was a call for a sister or a sister.

Everyone laughed and Fatim laughed, he was a fool with those who were laughing at him.

"Don't speak Arabic with me, because I don't understand." Fatim barged in followed by his new companions.

Leisurely the girl headed to the empty bed, coincidentally on the upper level and without a fan. The only fan is in the middle of the front wall.

Wow that's right, no fan what else Ac, can burn me. It was so sad in the room. Can't abi afford it?

Fatim went up to his bed to check the situation and condition.

After that an announcement was made for them to immediately gather in the hall. There will be an important announcement to be made.

One of his new companions approached and patted Fatim on the leg.

"Ukhti, we are asked to gather in the hall." He tried to smile at Fatim.

The girl's coming down." My name is Fatim." He held out his hand and was greeted by the girl who had patted him on the foot.

"Zahra," he chirped slowly.

"Call me Fatim is not ukhti." Fatim clapped his hand.

"Yes ukh ...." He could not speak because Fatim had closed his mouth.

"Fatim is not ukhti." After the girl nodded, she let go of her hand.

"Let's go!" Fatim was about to step up but all screamed.

"Stop!"

Fatim turned his head and they simultaneously pointed towards Fatim's feet. This, of course, confused the girl.

What's wrong with my feet?

The girl saw that her legs were nothing strange, until Zahra approached her with a sock, a long wide skirt, and a fairly wide rectangular hijab.

"Loe seriously? I ... Should I wear this?" Fatim looks awkward receiving Zahra's gift.

He can wear it because indeed when the school is his attribute, it's just that the hijab he wears is not as wide as the child hutkan.

"OK, I'm try it (well I'll try it)" Fatim immediately accepted Zahra's gift and prepared to wear it.

How does Fatim look like a cottage child?

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