LOVE STORY OF AZZAHRA

Embarrassing Occurrence

Azzahra looked at the reflection of his face in the mirror. By using a green mint and matching color hijab make her look very beautiful this afternoon.

" God willing, meni geulis pisan mojang Umi his tea." (God, beautiful child Umi tuh, yes) Umi Rara praised her daughter.

" Ah, Umi .." Azzahra's cheek immediately blushed to hear the praise of his uminya. " Where are we going to go for tea (this is it), Umi?" ask Azzahra who actually does not know where to be invited by abi and uminya.

" Want to the wedding anniversary of his boss abi you, Ra." Umi Rara explained.

" Thank you for her wedding anniversary, study, Umi?" ask Azzahra again.

" Yes, the same study event invited the children of the orphanage," replied Umi Rara again.

" God willing, Abi's boss must be a good man huh, Umi?"

" Why can you judge like that?"

" Obviously if people are rich if there is a birthday event so definitely use festive parties. This is precisely the same teaching event inviting orphans. That's a good guy, isn't it, Umi?"

Umi Rara stroked the head of her hijab-covered daughter. " Yes, Ra. Mr. Prasetya is a kind and humble man. Although rich but not arrogant and always remember to share with people who are not capable. Later if you have grown up and become a successful person, you can emulate the nature and attitude like that, Ra." Umi Rara advises Azzahra.

" God willing, Umi. Pray that Rara will be a humble person, who will always be grateful for the blessings that Allah SWT gives." Azzahra hugged his umyad body.

" Aamiin Yes Rabbal Alamin ..." Umi Rara answered her son's prayer.

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The atmosphere of Prasetya Atmajaya's house this afternoon was crowded with small children from the orphanage. The boss of Azzahra's ashes did not invite his business colleagues. Only family and close relatives and neighbors are invited. Do not forget Mr. Kyai who gave tausiah in the study.

Azzahra was so amazed to see the house building of his boss's brother. Very spacious with classic European style. Azzahra really still does not believe people as rich as this is not shy to hold an event that can be said to be small for people as big as Mr. Prasetya, he thought.

After the lecture and connected with tausiah, it is time for all invitations to enjoy the dishes that have been provided by the host.

" Are you going to go to college in Jakarta, Han?" the voice of a person caught in Azzahra's ear, as he helped with the bustle in the dry kitchen. Azzahra could see two people talking entering the dry kitchen. And how shocked Azzahra was when he saw one of the young men who entered the room he was in at this time was Yoga, the upperclassman who had helped him a few days ago.

Prannnggg ...

Inadvertently Azzahra dropped the pisin plate he was holding. Until there is a glass fragment that is now scraping on the back of his foot makes himself grimace.

* Aawww ..." Azzahra saw blood start coming out from the back of his legs.

" Athaghfirullahal adzim, why are you? Is anyone hurt?" tanya Yoga, the young man who made her surprised to drop the plate earlier.

" Your legs are bleeding? You move sit over there. Watch out carefully for the broken glass again." Yoga immediately took action when he saw the blood that started coming out of Azzahra's legs. " Bi Enjum, please bring warm water and a washcloth or a small towel. Han, please you clean up this shard, let the mace hit again." With nimble Yoga who was the son of the host gave the order.

" Okay, Den." Bi Enjum.

" okay." Yohan's cousin Yoga also followed.

" You wait here for a moment. I'll get you a P3K box first." Yoga hurriedly searched and retrieved the P3K box.

Azzahra itself was made to freeze since Yoga touched and placed the soles of his feet on the thighs of Yoga who sat squatting in front of him. While his heartbeat is beating faster. Azzahra did not blink looking at his upperclassman. He seemed to be fascinated by the attention Yoga gave him. "It's so perfect. Not only a handsome face but also a very good heart" So Azzahra praised the figure of Yoga in the heart.

" It's done" said Yoga after completing his task of giving first aid to Azzahra. " Eh, you're the student who passed out yesterday, right?" Yoga knows Azzahra.

Azzahra gasped as Yoga finally recognized her. He has made sure his face is now blushed because of shame, if reminded of the embarrassing event when he fainted due to suffocation because he had not eaten.

" Ah, e. i-iya, Sister." Azzahra was immediately attacked by nervousness.

" How come you can be here?" tanya Yoga wonder.

" Eh, i-it's because ...."

" Rara, you've been in the kitchen a long time. Come quickly come help out in front of there!" Umi Rara suddenly entered the dry kitchen room.

" Eh, Den Yoga." Umi Rara greeted Yoga with respect when she saw Yoga there.

" Umi," Yoga greeted Umi Rara. " Call me Yoga only, no frills, Umi." Refuse smooth Yoga. Because Yoga knows the husband of Umi Rara is his papih confidant in the company owned by Papih Prasetya.

" Yes, Den uh Yoga." Umi Rara blushed then looked at Rara who was sitting in front of Yoga standing up. " Rara, why are you sitting down instead of helping?" ask Umi Rara wonder.

" Hmmm, I-iya Umi." Azzahra slowly rose from her seat.

" What's your leg, Ra?" asked Umi Rara astonished when she saw Azzahra was a bit limped, especially when she saw there was a bandage attached to her son's leg.

" So he got broken glass, Umi." Yoga that has not yet gone from there explains.

" Athaghfirullahal, be careful, Ra. How about now? Still sore?" ask Umi Rara worried.

" No, Umi. It's been treated with Yoga." Azzahra turned towards Yoga who was now smiling looking at him. Instantly making the heart beat Azzahra not also beat normally.

" Okay, thanks, Yoga. Already help Rara." Umi Rara thank you.

" This is Umi's son?" tanya Yoga then.

" Yes, this is Azzahra Umi's youngest son. His younger brother Asraf and Aydan "Umi Rara introduced his only daughter. " Ra, know this Yoga tea, his son Mr. Prasetya."

" I already know him but don't know Umi's name yet. Azzahra is a new student in tenth grade at Yoga school, Umi." Yoga explained.

" Ah, that's right. Umi forgot you guys were one school, huh? Then you've met each other at school?" ask Umi Rara.

" Already, Umi. At the student orientation yesterday." Yoga smiled again as he glanced at Azzahra who was now gasping to widen his eyes while shaking his head. It was as if giving a code to Yoga so as not to tell him about the embarrassing events that happened to him, which eventually brought him to Yoga.

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