My Conversion for Love

The discussion is alot

"Indeed, how much is the salary of a salary teacher until many drop out of school just because they want to enter the boarding school? at the end of the day, I'm just a teacher" asked Naura

"After I was a teacher in the boarding school, the abinya ustadz Azzar was not paid. Because the students there sometimes only had a modest fund, it was also only enough to buy the needs of their days there" replied Fani

"Well, where did they get their salary? Ask her parents?" Continue Naura

"If that's the case I also don't know where the income can I get from there are no descendants of pesantren Ra. hehehe Kayaknya Loh anti really yes the world Pesantren? "

" Don't hate it either.just wonder, he wants to also work without being paid like that.nya he does not have a future huh?"

"You mean filial work? so teacher njai is free?"

"yes I mean like that. ato in other words volunteer work.how does it feel to be his wife later yes who has a husband without such income?. Huffttt Amit-amee"

Fani is constantly laughing at Naura's words, saying that a najai teacher has no future, but in her mind it has a point.

"Can't Ra say it like that, maybe you'll be ustadz's wife how?" Continue Fani while being ridiculed.

"Amit-amit. loh aja married to ustadz. I'm his future wife, a CEO of a well-known company whose office has a floor and towering"

" Huuu Mimpi lo Ra. sok-sok an want to be the wife of a CEO. you just don't know how to cook, his work sleep mute and lazy, hahahaha"

"don't need to be called all the times Fan, but it is every person there will be times will change.maybe now I am like this but do not know after graduating school we will be what. I want to be the CEO's wife. Point."

" Amin, I hope so. But I'm not sure"

" Udah ah lazy to argue with you mending go home" Naura Ngambek and stood up to leave Fani

" What a joke" Fani stood up and ran after Naura and hugged her.

"I'm sorry Ra, I was just kidding if the sweet taste goes away" Buuk Fani

" Heheheheh who is angry Fan.there is no history of a Naura Sugiarto want to be angry with understanding friends like you"

"Thanks to Ra. Lo is also my best friend"

Finally they walk home with joy while holding hands.on the way they occasionally sing until they do not feel they get to their respective homes.

Azzar had finished teaching, he got ready and rushed home to the house located in the pesantren. Azzar was a smart, handsome, charming and dignified youth

Azzar was the son of Abdullah Rahman and Aizah Humairah, the founders of the largest boarding school in their area. he had been predicted by his Abi as the successor to the boarding school after his abi died because he was the only child. Azzar also sincerely accepted all the mandate with pleasure and more active learning about the science of religion

Azzar did not continue his lecture but he only focused on the yellow book alone.and his focus was fruitful.he could read the book of Mahalli well and explain its meaning with a young language understood.

Arriving at home, Azzar went into his room full of books and religious books.It is also clearly visible posters of scholars who adorn the walls of his spacious room

"Kok I keep thinking about that girl's face huh? am I in love?" asked inwardly while laying down his body on the bed.

"No... There's no way I'm in love with a girl who isn't hijab. Surely abi won't agree"

Finally Azzar took the Book and read it so that he could get rid of the thought of the girl besides that for a while later that afternoon he would teach his students again so he must deepen his knowledge.

"The Azzar..." His general shout unfolded his focus on the book he was currently reading.

"Yes Ummi, what's wrong?" Nizam answered while opening the door to his room.

"Ummi want to ask for help?"

"yes ummi, help what?"

"Ummi wants to ask for help to buy the cooking seasoning. has run out and ummi does not have time to go out for shopping"

"Ummi want to come with Azzar to shop for the cooking spices?" Azzar asked his Umminya

"No way, Ummi while cooking in the kitchen. You're the one who's out shopping and I've recorded the shopping list"

" yeah, you're careful on the road"

Azzar rushed out of his room and met his abi

"Where are you going, son?, just come home to go out again" asked Abinya

"Azzar wants to go to the market bi. earlier ummi ask for help to buy cooking spices"

" here let abi just buy.you just rest. will you later want to teach again"

"No matter what Bi. anyways abi is also tired right"

" Yes, you're careful, right?"

Azzar finally came out by car because the weather outside was quite hot. Upon arriving there, he immediately bought everything that was in accordance with the existing records.

After all had been purchased according to the grocery list, Azzar was back in his car to go home.

on the way back to his home, Azzar accidentally saw the girl he had met at the mosque earlier.

"It looks like that was the girl?" Azzar asked as he looked at Naura who was drinking Ice Dawet on the side of the road.

Naura does like Ice Dawet.even almost every day she always buys ice dawet passing in front of her house.

Azzar Slow down the speed of his car and look for a parking space around it. There happened to be a stall that closed and finally parked his car in front of the stall which was also not far from where Naura sat drinking ice dawet.

Azzar deliberately got closer to the reason so that he could clearly see the face of the girl who had disturbed his mind. Lama Azzar waited until Naura spent the ice dawetnya. indeed delicious hot-hot like this drink immediately.

The girl was really beautiful in the eyes of Azzar.until azzar once lowered his gaze several times in order to keep his mind.

"Fresh. It's good yes, hot afternoon like this while drinking ice dawet" said Naura after drinking the ice and standing up from her seat and approached the seller.

" this is the money sir" said Naura while putting her money on her wagon because the seller was again preparing Ice dawet for other buyers.

Naura walks home, Azzar does not want to lose track of where the girl lives until he looks into one of the luxurious and large houses in the complex, it was confirmed that the girl was among the people who were.

Azzar finally stopped right in front of the wagon of the ice seller dawet. because he was curious as well as what the ice dawet was until the rich girl wanted to drink ice dawet roadside. he also ordered ice.

" Thank you, sir" said Azzar, sipping the Dawet Ice.

"Well, it's really nice that the girl likes it" murmured Azzar

"Wadduh, Almost forgot. his groceries ummi is still in the car" Azzar suddenly remembered his umminya groceries.he immediately spent his ice chest and paid for it

"This is the pay sir" said Azzar

"Wait for the change of gold" said the dawet ice trader who had received 100 thousand fractions from Azzar

"No need sir. Just take it. It's your fortune. Oh yes sir I want to ask. Dad knows not with the gadi who was drinking ice dawet also here whose house there? " Tanya Azzar while pointing towards the house of naura

"Oh that's Non Naura!"

"Naura his name sir?"

"Yes, Naura's nickname"

" Yes already sir. Thank you very much, then I'll go back first. Assalamualaikum" said Azzar as he rushed home and left the ice-cart.

"Waalaikum salam mas" said the dawet ice seller while calling Azzar while thanking him for being given money.

The father of the dawet ice seller was surprised to see Azzar's attitude like a love detective, but he had to forget that and continue to serve other buyers.