Love Fruit Simalakama
Her name is Siti Aisha
In a beautiful countryside the sound of a waterfall rumbles from behind the mountains, the birds fly here and there with their melodious chirp, some people go to the rice fields to harvest the yellowed rice.
"Ayoo kids look ahead!" A girl with a cheerful face shouted to the students in front of her making those who were joking boisterously calm down and pay attention to her.
"Today we'll learn to read yaaa, now get the book out!" said the girl with a loud voice.
"Good buu!" said the children together, then they started to take their books out of their bags.
Siti Aisha, a 20-year-old girl, started teaching in elementary school 6 months ago, and she lives in a cool and beautiful village, his daily life as usual as a girl his age but he lives in a family that is strong enough to hold the teachings of religion, so often he feels himself always limited by his parents.
"Aisha is going to be a malem going to study?" a woman asked Aisha after she finished teaching.
"Eh Zahra, god willing, I will give permission first to the parents" Aisha replied to her best friend who both taught at the same school.
"Okee Aisha I'm waiting for the good news, who knows meet aki-akhi right," Zahra said while laughing. Aisha put her hand on her mouth while smiling.
"You are a habit, watch out for wrong intentions" said Aisha.
"hehe no ko Aisha," Zahra replied with a big smile.
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Siti Aisha A woman who has a charming face, her eyebrows are thin and her natural skin color has its own charm, which is very attractive, his nose is quite sharp and his thin lips make anyone who sees it will be attracted to him.
He has a sister named Annisa, a mother named Fatima Rahman and a father named Haji Yusuf who is a religious leader in the village of Rambutan, Rambutan, every once a week there is indeed a routine study held in the village of Joy next to the village of Rambutan.
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"Assalamu’alaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuhu," Aisha greeting when entering her house is quite simple. His house consists of 3 bedrooms, 1 living room, 1 bathroom and kitchen, in the living room there is a closet filled with religious books belonging to his father.
"Waalaikum salam warahmatullahi wabarakatuhu, eh the beauty has come home, have you eaten yet?" Her mother greeted her, Aisha kissed her hand and said she had not eaten.
"you're already cleaning up first we'll eat together, but soon Nisa also come home."
Aisha then went to the bathroom and washed her face and rubbed her feet and hands with soap, after which she continued with ablution. Aisha has been offering (keeping) ablution since she was in high school, no wonder if Aisha's face seems to always shine and shine.
"Assalamu’alaikum."
An unfamiliar voice rang out in Aisha's ear knowing that her sister had arrived, she rushed out of the bathroom.
"greetings waalaikum," Aisha replied as she pinched her sister's cheek, putting down her bag.
"Auu tauuu uhhhhh, Nisa already big kalii in pinch muluuu!"
"hehe yaa sorry, besides your cheeks are so stingy," said Aisha with a smile.
"Udah let's get ready to eat, Nisa wash her hands first," the mother interrupted their conversation.
"Siapp buu," said Nisa then went to the bathroom while running small.
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“How did you learn at Nisa school?“ ask the Mother.
“Hemm ordinary aja ma'am, maybe the English language is less Nisa understand,” replied Nisa while putting an omelet into her mouth.
“Iya why Aisha?“ reply Mom while pouring water into the glass.
“Aisha can not take part in the study tonight in the same village of Joy Zahra?” aisha asked while looking at her mother's face.
“Maybe but do not go home late at night, I will still be out of town to fill the study there,” replied Mother and then drank the water in the glass.
“Okay ma'am, Aisha won't be home late at night kok,” said Aisha happily, then she began to eat the food in front of her with pleasure.
“ka Aisha,” says Nisa
“Iyaa Nis why?“ ask Aisha
“Let's help PR work yaaa,” whine Nisa to her sister, with a funny voice.
“Haha yaaa Nisaa, after my sister came home from school,” said Aisha then she poured water into a glass and drank it.
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In the evening after the prayer Maghrib Aisha said goodbye to her mother to go to school in the village of Joy with Zahra, wrapped in a light blue hijab with a robe covering his body he and the zahra went to the village of Joy on foot.
The atmosphere of the night was bright because the full moon appeared to him, the occasional sound of owls and bats, some small children went to the mosque with a juz amma in their hands, there was the sound of ustadz teaching children to read the Quran.
“You've mausoleum yet?“ aisha asked Zahra to break the silence between them.
“Emmm not yet Sha,” he replied while bowed lethargic. Zahra calls Aisha to Sha.
“So I helped the parents make a cake hemmm, I was going to eat first but later if we go home all I buy seblak hehe, hehe,” he said while grinning to Aisha showing her neat and white teeth.
“Don't eat as often as Zahra is not good for health tau!“ Aisha advises Zahra.
“Iyaa no, anyways use rice ko Sha.“
They then walked over a bridge, under a loud roar of river water, the current came from Mount Rahong in the east direction of his village even though it had not entered the time the temperature in the village was quite cold because the place was right under the foot of Mount Rahong.
After quite a long walk little by little visible Jami Mosque is quite large, in it there are many pilgrims who follow the study, the, most of them are mothers and some of them bring their children, occasionally heard the sound of screaming children who are joking, boisterous sounds were heard from mothers who were gossiping.
Aisha and Zahra then sat in the right corner of the mosque with the mothers talking loudly.
“Iyaaa bener ustadz new he said,” said one of the mothers.
“Denger-denger he said his ustadz was young,” reply other mothers, Then followed by guyonan one of them.
“Eeee even talk ustadz nyaa mentang-petang still young, inget age yantii.” The mothers with red headscarves said to the person beside them, followed by the laughter of the other mothers.
“Eh it ustadz it has come,” said mothers who are in the front row.
An ustadz with a black peci and a white shirt came with a book in his hand, Mothers who had been noisy turned quiet with his presence, he then said hello to the audience, his meek voice made the ears enjoy hearing it.
His tall stature and white skin and his pointed nose with beautiful eyeballs make the young ustadz a favorite of the girls present at the lecture tonight, his loud and pleasant voice made the young ustadz liked by the girls, let alone his religious discussion was very deep making anyone want to make him a priest in their future, but not with Aisha he just bowed down and imagined something that happened to him three years ago.
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