Mihrab Love Kanzul Arsy
Gathering
This morning was so bright, the mentari was dancing and smiling beautifully. If every step as happy as this morning would be eager to live life.
...Suddenly I imagined a cheerful woman with shady eyes that serves warm tea at the table and prepare breakfast at the dinner table or my lunch box.certainly this will be very happy myself.I feel very happy if every the day his sweet face smiled for me. Yes he is Shahira, some weeks I miss him so much. Our last meeting when at the ceremony and he recited the Quran. sedu-ayu makes me look happy.beautiful if only married a girl like him.but at this time Syahira has not yet finished his High School.definitely the ideals will be lost....
"verse..ayat..please help mother yat !"
I went into the kitchen to my mother's call
"why mother?" just a lot of confusion
"this is yat, the stove is not on fire mama dah dah yat confused"
I tried to fix a little bit of what I could, it turns out the hose was bitten by a rat and I had to go to the store to buy a new hose, the color of the hose in addition to being bitten by a rat is also inedible age. I brought an example of a hose at home so that it fits better when I change a new one.
- In the Shop
I hurried to the hajj shop not too far from my house, after observing the hajj sir taking a new hose and giving it to me. next to the hajj shop I saw a beautiful girl wearing a peach-colored hijab and matching clothes, so beautiful she turned to me and smiled. I really did not expect to be able to meet the martyr in this inappropriate place, he then approached me
"what else to buy here?" sweep it very gently
" oh this buy gas hose, what else?"
" this is you I'm buying a pulse for quota contents"
"yeah yes ka, kaka house is far from here"
" deket ko ,syahira wants to stop by" I bargained
"actually I have a friend you know you're close here just I forgot his house no, I just remember the benchmark of his house, near the green mosque ka"
I thought for a moment that the green mosque was my grandfather's mosque
" her name is elisnawati we usually familiarly call euis"
"that's kaka's sister"
" masyaAllah tabarakallah do not think yes ka, I want to return this book to euis, this book Ihira borrowed about 10 days ago, very good you know his book"
"books...! since when does euis love books"
I as his brother almost can not believe if my only way sister likes to read because after me besides the streets he is just a hobby of playing games and lying.
shahira just lifted her shoulders and smiled
"can you see the book?" my curiosity's getting raging
shahira took out her book and showed it to me
"Rabiah al'adawiyah the saga of holy love" you know it's my book that said euis would be used to make a paper holy woman
"sorry that's kaka's book, would you like to borrow it again or what?"
"oh, that's a kaka book if that's what you're saying"
"you don't want to go to euis?" much
"next time deh ka" Iahira saw a watch on his wrist that was very clean white.
"Well, be careful"
he just smiled and dismissed the angkot in front of him without glancing and waving his hand. turned out euis in his class with him. I will ask a lot about him who is very charming, he said, my daydream stopped when the sound of the horn in front of me was repeatedly unpretentious, it turns out my motor blocked the path he was going through, while saying sorry I also passed away.
