Marrying my Helper Girl

I Found You

Waiting for Halal Priest Ku 😊

To my future Imam, I surrender my allegiance..

Both make promises of love, though,

Welcome My Love only to You 💕

(Aulia Syasya Bela)

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The clock shows at 6 less than a quarter of a minute in the afternoon.The remaining 15 minutes have entered the time of Magrib Prayer.

While a handsome young man was still asleep in his sleep under his thick blanket of fur and drowned in his beautiful dreams.

Adhan Maghrib was able to wake up a young man who had been sleeping peacefully.

The young man wriggled as he rubbed his eyes in order to expel his drowsiness. He saw the waker clock on the nightstand next to his king-size bed.

Awraghfirullah hal'adzim*!! strangler

Yes Forgive! Why overslept anyway? so did Adzan Maghrib? so stupid Qy! do you want to go, how to forget the rich gini? stupid...dumb*.. Rifqy cried by condemning the stupidity of himself while waking up to a position sitting on the bed because he was surprised to have fallen asleep until he forgot time.

Not waiting for a long time Rifqy walked quickly to the bathroom in his private room to clean himself and after being felt already with the ritual bath, the bath was, He came out of the bathroom walking into the dressing room to change with his sturdy clothes.

Rifqy immediately ablaze and carries out his duties as a Muslim.

After the Maghrib Prayer, Rifqy read the Holy Quran while waiting for the time of Isha Prayer to arrive.

Adhan Isya had been reverberating, with a feeling of pleasure Rifqy walked towards the Mosque near his House to perform the congregational Isya Prayer in the Mosque. 10 minutes later Muadzin recited the iqomah.

The Imam also took his position to imitate prayers and justify the position of his laboratory to close the row position.

After the completion of Isya prayer congregation is now the time for Rifqy to go to run his duty to meet the helper girl at that time. Yeah, who else if not Him!

The young man walked towards his house to prepare to change into a black pant and a maroon-red shirt.

After she finished wearing her clothes, she went to the front of the mirror to tidy up her hair that looks shiny after being given hair jelly.

H**emm perfect! perfect. Said Rifqy while standing in front of a mirror with a face that can not be separated from the sweet smile that can make all women klepek dah 🤭.

When Rifqy wanted to leave his house, he thought about how he should talk to the girl's parents? How should he explain this goodwill? it all feels so bad for him right now. Nerfes or groggy? of course he felt that.

So now Rifqy stepped out of his room and walked down the hallway of his house. Rifqy has arrived in front of the terrace, the car parked not far from the terrace has been waiting for immediate use by the owner.

With gontai steps, the handsome young man then walked decisively towards his beloved car. And again Rifqy smiled by himself imagining that he would soon meet the girl He had been looking for. If anyone sees him smiling himself like that maybe he is mistaken for a madman who slipped off the toilet, ehhh kok washbas means Mental Hospital 😂.

Rifqy was driving his car at a speed that was following the road to the address.

The moon of the night shines so brightly in the decoration of the star that is scattered with a smelly luster. Along the way Rifqy saw so many family couples or young women who were making out, even though there was on the streets but there was no shame to make a more intimate relationship, which showed that intimacy, such is a piece of Rifqy's mind while shaking his head to see the behavior of young people today.

30 Minutes after the trip now Rifqy parked his car on the side of the front highway to make it easy to return home.

Because it looks like a small alley will only fit for 1 car only.

Rifqy went down and walked down the dark hall only in the light of the moon and one lamp on the side of the road. Rifqy saw a group of young men gathered with Guitar played in the tank of one of them with singing from their mouths all. Slowly but surely Rifqy approached the young men who were busy singing.

"Assalamualaikum Mas?" that's what Rifqy says when meeting other people

For a moment the young men turned to the one who greeted and looked at each other for a moment, before then

"Sorry can I ask?" asked Rifqy with a friendly smile

"You ask what is it?" ask one of the young men

"Do you know the house of Aulia Syasya Bela?" Rifqy asked the young men politely and kindly

"Aulia Syasya Bela?" Beo the youth with throwing eyes at each other

"Mba Defend kali !" Another young man

"Yes, really, Mas. Bela" said Rifqy briefly justify

"Kalo Rumah mba Bela mah, tuh his house next to this house. Paint the color of his House Light Green Mas!" Said the young man by pointing at one of the houses not far from where they were hanging out

"You can know what you need? how do I find mba Bela?" Asked one of the youths to Rifqy

"Yes Mas, is not usually Mba Bela in search of rich young Mas gini?" other young men are curious

"You have the same thing about your parents" answered Rifqy still politely

"Emmm then I say thank you for the mas-masnya, Assalamualaikum!" Rifqy continued to say goodbye and left a group of young men who were hanging out.

"Wa'alaikumusalam" replied the young man in unison

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Until Rifqy at Bela House. Near that house. And

Geck... Geck... Geck..

"Assalamualaikum" Rifqy said a greeting while knocking on Bela's door carefully

There's no answer

Geck... Geck.. Tok

"Assalamualaikum" Salam Rifqy once again with his face outside the House and only his hand outstretched to the door

"Wa'alaikumusalam" The answer from inside the house

The door opened and a girl appeared veiled from inside the house

Bela was stunned because there was a young man who was visiting these nights.

Who's He? where's anybody meeting tonight like this? what is Father's friend? Bela thought wondering

"Sorry who's looking for you?" Ask the young man politely

Rifqy turned her back after someone opened the door. When Rifqy turned around in surprise and squinted his eyes, it was not wrong to see him because he saw the girl who hit him at the Hospital this afternoon.

"He's not Bela? The girl who hit me this afternoon, huh? then why is he here? wait for the name Bela! Masha Allah is she that girl? my helper girl? but not necessarily!" Inner Rifqy wondered to herself who could not be separated from looking at the girl who was in front of her.

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