Mihrab Love Kanzul Arsy

Gathering

I have arrived in front of the house ustadz Afif, it looks like the fence of the house is open, there are many sandals lined up in front of the door.

I saw a lot of people there.I also immediately approached the front door of his house and immediately said hello. There I saw ustdz Afif talking with some of his colleagues who work with him.

"The verse sat here" ustdz Afif seemed to shift his chair and let me sit.

"know mas, this is ustdz Arifin and ustdz Zaenal, we again discuss the issue of Fiqh." ustdz Afif trying to explain.

I look at what they are discussing. Honestly, I also do not really understand the science of Fiqh, so I should just be a good listener.

A few moments later

" Nafiza.please make a drink!" mas Afif orders his sister who lives with him.

Before long Nafiza came out carrying a few cups of drinks and snacks that had been served on the plate.

" Eh there is mas ayat, it has been a long time you have not met mas ayat!" timpal Nafiza serving drinks at the table.

I smiled over Nafiza, she then passed by while carrying a few dirty cups of the next former guests.

"Monggo yes in drinking, I stay back first" Nafiza said goodbye.

I looked at Nafiza from behind. she was a sweet girl and somewhat fat, but Nafiza was a smart student and memorized the Qur'an. she took a study in IIQ Jakarta.

Before long Nafiza's voice sounded like talking to a young woman while laughing and engrossed in conversation.

_In the kitchen Ustdz Afif_

"why wasn't this cake served?"

"let me lali sya"

"Think what the hell mba ko to forget,hehe"

"Yes, I didn't think anything real I forgot" replied Nafiza evasively.

"Eh Shayah in front there is mas ayat, the person is handsome and calm" Nafiza began to boast of the verse.

"Who is that?" syahira began to look confused.

"that's the one with the red shirt on the half-angled roll and the black trousers"

Syahira appears to notice his face from a distance. a face that is so shady and radiated radiance of ablution, it looks so simple but has an amazing allure.

"hayo was careful!" Nafiza.

"Handsome, yes! many children irmas (bonds of mosque teenagers) who like the same verse"

"oh yes you know devi is a beautiful RT sir's son, he is crazy about the same mas verse"

"mosok sih mba" looks surprised.

"Ntar did not know yes yes if ustdz Arifin same kang zaenal already home"

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Syahira just smiled knots and resumed washing dirty dishes that had begun to accumulate.It is natural that Ustadz Afif many guests, besides he is good at Islamic law and reading the book, he was also a Qur'an memorizer or hafidz. the family of ustdz Afif all memorized the Qur'an 30 juz.

Ustdz Afif four brothers, and the fourth memorized the Qur'an, as well as his wife ustdz Afif ustadzah zuhroh he was Hafizah (the name for women who memorized the Qur'an).

No wonder if the days of his family always listened to muratal recitation of the Qur'an and his house was never empty of visitors or guests.

Seemed in the living room began to be quiet, it looks like ustdz Arifin and zaenal have been partisan.live ustdz Afif and ustdzah zuhroh and mas ayat in front while chatting familiarly. it seems that the verse already seems so close to the Ustadz Afif family.

"Nafiza ..syahira..chere!!!" shouted ustadzah zuhroh calling. Nafiza and Shahira immediately approached them and sat down to talk.

"This martyr is a verse!" said ustdz afif introduce.

Syahira smiled very sweetly, Beautiful, shy, pure white and her nose was hidden with glasses.

"Syahira lives here now, he's again memorizing the Qur'an as well, so he goes to school memorizing"

"Oh so double job yes," I answered briefly

Syahira seemed to smile and blushed in embarrassment at my answer.

"Verse itself now how is it doing? not married yet?" ustdazah zuhroh meledek.

I seemed to scratch my head without itching and tried to divert my conversation to another topic.

"Nafiza is still teaching TPQ in the mosque?"

"yes mas still, the problem is that after the mas verse resigned ngajar can not be a substitute so yes I am a substitute" answered nafiza explained.

"Alhamdulillah then yes" I said

"if his name was sya..ki.ra or Syafira? "

"Shahira" that gentle and alluring reply made my ears somewhat ring and my pulse throb even stronger.

"oh, I'm sorry, where's school?"

"In MA Islamiyah" he answered briefly with a duck

" Oh there! same yes with my sister elis, but my sister's son SMK"

Syahira just smiled while watching me talk, honestly I feel very comfortable in this family, but there is a strong sense of inferiority. how not am I in the midst of the memorizers of the Qur'an and I am accompanied by the best of people.

Recalling the hadith "Khoirukum man ta'alamal Qur'aana wa al'lamahu"

the best art of man is that which learns the Qur'an and teaches it."

I was amazed by the family of ustdz Afif, he looked so simple and stunning, his style of speech was not like seoarang ustdz and his appearance was more appropriate in a young businessman. he started his small business by joining one of CNI's famous trademarks and he pioneered travel and umrah as well.

" oh yes mas ayat, by the way when mas ayat can join with irmas again yes"

ustadz Afif seemed enthusiastic to ask.

"Where yes ustdz I was confused, yesterday-yesterday I looked loose, but home from work I was looking for freelance for my additional sister school"

"Oh, if every two weeks can not?"

"It looks like it could be ustdz" I reassured while recalling my empty schedules.

"oh, what time is it?" ask me on all

"at 15.13 minutes mas" answered Nafiza spryly

"i want to say goodbye, I asked for anther to the doctor at 5, he said his blood pressure was rich starting to high" I explained.

" eat first mas, Nafiza same Syahira already cooked!"timpal ustdz Afif

"so much trouble ustdz" I replied

"there is no mas ayat, this is martyrdom cuisine, he is very smart to cook, the cuisine is delicious, today we make soto lamongan you know" Nafiza replied chiming

Nafiza and shahira rushed to the kitchen and shahira immediately mix soto lamongan in the bowls and Nafiza returned to the living room and served food followed by shahira.

"it's so delicious" I eat Nafiza and Syahira cuisine.

Syahira seemed to smile satisfied with his work.

"yes nih, the ideal wife-to-be, hehe " timpal nafiza commented accompanied by laughter from all. I felt something strange today.a woman who began to tease my heart. and I think a woman who is perfect is beautiful if such a woman becomes my halal bride.

the day began and I said goodbye to Ustdz Afif and his family. today I am happy at least I can forget the azizah for a moment and begin to fill my heart with a new glimmer of woman yes even if it is only limited to admiration. "Shahira "a very beautiful name.

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