Love Zainab

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Zainab turned her bike to the bookstore. Arriving in front of the shop, his thoughts about Joseph and the woman were not touched anymore. I can't wait to see the latest collection of books at the place.

Zainab pushed the glass door with a taped push. Lots of visitors today. Because there is an exhibition. Some of the latest book collections are displayed on a special table. And today, 100 visitors will get a special price. May Zainab be one of them.

"Welcome, Brother, this is a collection of the latest books. Tomorrow there will be a meeting and great with the author. If you're interested, you can come back tomorrow." Said one of the salespeople.

Zainab smiled. "I'm going to look at some of the other books I'm going to look for."

"Oh yes, please Brother. And because Kak is the 99th visitor, then Kak is entitled to get a special price if later buy 2 books." The salesman said.

"Hmm, thanks. I'll come back later." Pamphitt.

Zainab went along neatly lined shelves. The books are also adapted to their respective collections. Slavery for readers to find the book they want.

Zainab read several titles between the books and from the authors. He wanted to pick up a book that he found very interesting. However, the book he could not take, either like someone else was pulling it across the shelf. Zainab did not want to lose, she kept trying to get the book. Attractions continued to occur, the book still survives in place and no one has been able to retrieve it.

He's starting to feel bad. Anger filled him. Who wouldn't budge for a book for him. In the end Zainab herself gave in, but her lips grinned. Like having a plan for the guy across the street, he wanted to teach him a lesson.

As the pull continued, Zainabpun further strengthened its pull. As well as the person across the shelf, he added to his strength. Right then, Zainab let go of her pull. And what happened the man fell backwards. Zainab was overwhelmed by her own actions.

"Awhh, sick." Nurturing moans sounded. Zainab tried to peek out from the gap of the book that had been released earlier. He shut his mouth because he was surprised by what he saw. Zainab immediately ran across the shelf, where the man fell.

"Sir Yusuf? What are you doing here?." Zainab asked a little confused. He saw Joseph sitting on the floor.

Joseph rubbed his sick head. As a result of being hit by the bookshelf behind him. "I'm looking for a book." Slowly said. There was no way he would speak honestly if he had followed Zainab.

"Didn't Mr. Yusuf say that he didn't come here because he had some business?." Zainab asked again.

"The deal was delayed." His eyes twice. I'm sorry I lied to you, but it's all because there's a reason. One day you'll understand why I did it. His whisper in his heart.

"Oh." Zainab glanced at the book that Joseph was holding. Wasn't that the book he was about to take earlier. So, a struggle ensued between himself and Joseph. Or did Joseph follow him? But, for what? Zainab thinks logically and she doesn't want to involve the heart here. Let it be that if Joseph wanted the book, he could replace it with another title of the book with the same theme.

Joseph stood up. For a moment he read a glimpse of the book that was now in his hands. "If I Hadn't Married Him" Dr. Shafiq ibn Riza ibn Hasan ibn Abdul Qadir ibn Salim Basalamah. MA." He smiled and gave the book to Zainab. "This I give back to you." The hand is still hanging.

Zainab blushed in shame. Really am. He's bowing his head. It was as if he wanted the marriage to happen between himself and Joseph. But is it wrong that he has that hope?

"Mom Zai, take my hand." Yusuf complained in a contrived tone.

Zainab reflex grabbed the book. "sorry. Are you interested in this book?." Zainab asked as she moved the book that had changed hands to her.

Joseph lifted his lips. "Yes, I'm interested. Let me find another book later." Legally. "I also want my future wife to benefit from the book." Reciprocity.

Zainab and Joseph walked down the shelves of books. Joseph also often took time to the place. Joseph showed Zainab some of her favorite books. They exchanged ideas and told each other about any book they had ever read. The casual conversation between them was peppered with laughter. Like a friend. They forget their own feelings. Both were busy discussing their own collections.

"Did Mr. Joseph deliberately follow me here?." The question finally came out. Because it's always been bothering Zainab.

"Is Miss Zai suspecting me?." Instead of answering, Joseph asked back.

"No-no, I'm just making sure. Cause how could we possibly fight over the same book." His answer was stark as he cast his gaze in all directions.

Already found. Wherever Joseph might come back to dodge it. "Yes. I've been following you on purpose, ever since I saw your bike at the red light." Joseph also explains the chronology of why he got here.

"Why did you lie earlier?" Zainab looked at him with sadness. There was disappointment there. Although he had heard an explanation from Joseph about the reason.

"sorry. I didn't mean to lie to you. I'm just keeping your feelings."

"Once again, forgive me. I'm worried if anything happens to you earlier." Eventually those words unraveled as well.

"Yes." Yeah." Zainab's heart was filled with flowers. Heard the words of Joseph that reawakened his good thoughts. He should have understood and looked at the problem from a different point of view. And don't conclude things unilaterally.

"God willing, tomorrow night I will visit Bu Zai's house with Ustadz Harun. He called me last night." And Joseph told the truth that Zainab knew it.

"May God make our affairs easy." His prayer was hopeful and Joseph guaranteed.

The time is 13:20. Adhan Ashar will soon reverberate. The two immediately headed for the cashier to pay for the book they had chosen. Includes two books that get special prices. It turned out that Joseph was the 100th visitor to get it.

They're out of the bookstore to the parking lot. "Be careful, and give my regards to Mom. She was a very warm mother." Zainab recalls her friendship with Joseph's mother.

"God willing I will tell you. He would be happy to hear this." His mouth while smiling.

Zainab immediately put on her helmet. And soon pamiy to go home first. "Assalamualaik." His regards.

"Getishalam." Yusuf Reply.

Joseph immediately got into his car. He wanted to find the nearest mosque, to perform the Ashar prayer.

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On the way Zainab did not stop feeling the beauty of the flowers in her heart. His lips were endless to smile, it was possible that the person who saw him would think himself crazy. She is also an ordinary woman who can also feel love. However, he also did not want to step on a wrong love. He wanted to put himself in a marriage.

Zainab could feel her phone vibrating, even though she could not hear it. Zainab immediately turned on the penny lamp, so that the vehicle behind her understood if she would stop on the shoulder of the road.

Zainab immediately shifted the green color icon on her phone screen. "Hallo."

"Where have you been? I've been seeing you at home since, but you haven't come back." Sofia's ranting all over the place.

Zainab kept the phone away from her ear. After hearing "Hallo Zai, are you listening to me?." Zainab began to draw her back to her ear. "Yes Sofia I heard it."

"Where are you?." Ask Sofia.

"I'm still on my way home, maybe 15 minutes to go." Answer tells.

"All right, I'll be waiting for you." Sofia hung up on her phone.

After putting the phone in his bag. Zainab returned to the matic motorbike at medium speed.

Black clouds are seen hanging in the sky. Low-speed winds are driving the clouds towards the dry earth. The rain will soon give up its longing, bringing thousands of loving points of water to wet the earth.

Zainab also slightly increased the speed of the motor. Arrive home before it rains.

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The water washed Joseph's face. Dots of falling water, falling sins. Truly, then, which favor of your Lord do you deny. Yusuf immediately took the first prayer.

"Yes Robb. I really want it. I want to justify it immediately. I want to live life with him soon. O Allah. Open the heart of Zainab's father. So that my blessing can be achieved. Give facilities. Amen."

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