Makmum Putra Kyai

Lecturer New.... Al Azhar Cairo.

That morning the new kholil came in the friendly welcome of his tenant friend.they were all busy researching the tasks to be collected in their guidance lecturer. the class was flat content men from and girls there are only a few.all from various countries.Supply kholil easy to get along with began to have many friends from sharing country.

he sat down with 3 friends from Indonesia.there was dawn, adam and wisdom.

" lil.... How's your pursuit?" tanya is curious to know the love story of her best friend.

"ah.. have not talked about it again" kholil lazily discussed.

"why?" adam asked curiously.

"he is married" replied kholil sabtsi

"what?" all three are simultaneously.

"ha. ha. ha. ha.." Wisdom laughed and followed the others.

"yes, laugh at you guys, I didn't know he was married." Kholil became a sewot.

"lil.lil...lil.

"once fall in love with many people." added arif berpompori.

" stuck on until you're satisfied." Kholil's getting worse with his friends.

"then with one...?" adam asked curiously.

" yes. his sister" arif.

"oh. ida. that's her husband's sister. .. she's 2 years older than me" explains kholil.

"it seems to be attracted to you" said the dawn

" cook. ..joking?" kholil doesn't believe it.

"don't focus too much on your monkey's love" arif tapped kholil on the shoulder.

" he seems interested in you." adam asked.

"but I've never seen ida's face before" Kholil thought.

"but it must be beautiful.." The dawn.

" remember lil this time you should not be in vain right.forget your jehan that.

"yes. .. or you will regret it" added arif.

kholil thought to rotate his brain. he also felt some time this attitude is very friendly to him. different when he belom know about the status of a married nafik. is it true ida interested in him. ?

the dean came in followed by a handsome man entering the room behind Ibrahim.The young man clutched some books and books. the neat clothing style with the shirt and vest of black pants material a neat haircut.all stared in awe at the new figure.what else a charming smile was engraved clearly on that handsome face.

all were curious if there was a new student in their class, but whispered it was all talking about his presence arriving.

but in contrast to kholil.when all responses are amazed by the presence of new people in their clutches.there is actually a burst of surprise on the handsome face of kholil.

"alwi.." said kholil slowly as he realized who was next to his dean.

"you know him?" adam curious.

"husband jihan.." replied kholil lirih.

"lil.. if appealed to him you're nothing" ledek pusif.

"huuuust is silent the dean wants to talk" said another friend of theirs in Arabic.

the class arrived calm.like want to listen to what the dean will say.all waiting curiously about the existence of alwi.

"assalamualaikum my students all" hail dean ibrahim.

" waalaikumsalam" replied all the students.

"channel him al ustaz alwi hasan ahmad salam.one of the young ustazd from Indonesia." said the dean seriously.

" assalamualaikum" salam alwi.

''waalaikumsalam" they answered again.

" in this smester he will teach in our campos for the next few years" explained the dean.

" please get help" pinta alwi.

at the end of the place where the ahwat were whispering whispered expressing their admiration.

" our new lecturer is..handsome" said one ahwat.

"yes. ah. ah. I will be at home" said another.

" is it still a corner?" others are curious too.

kholil felt dejavu when he knew about alwi's identity. A very famous young camelz in his country.

"it's as if I've seen it" said kholil slowly

"lil him our lecturer" sambunf dawn.

" and again he ustaz famous in Indonesia" said Adam while busy playing his phone

" lil.you are not worth it" said arif.

"see besides that he is the son of the great kyai in the holy.... A few years ago he pursued a career in Jakarta and set up a foundation in the perch area" Adam pointed to his search results.

"forget your jehan..just approach ida" at dawn.

"kalo ida her sister, how could I possibly be... Who am I?" kholil.

"benat too..."

" patient lil... patience.the soul mate in the hands of God" said adam.

(it's good in the hands of the author ha. ha. ha.).

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