My Conversion for Love

Drastic Change Hani

Azzar went to his garage to get out the motorbike he was going to wear to the mosque where he was teaching.

"Tumben with a motorbike, is your car damaged?" Ask Abi who is also about to go out to her boarding house

"For Pengen ride the motor only abi, let the shampoo quickly" replied Azzar while turning on the engine of the motor

"ooh then be careful yes, do not speed. then abi first yes. Assalamualaikum." order his ashes and pass away leaving the azzar

"Iya Abi, Waalaikumsalam" Azzar replied and also set off on a motorbike.

Upon arrival at the mosque, Azzar then turned right and left of the mosque and was crowded with mothers who had gathered inside the mosque but Hani had not seen the trunk of his nose. Finally Azzar sat in his place and began his studies.

"Now we start, please read the prayer" Azzar said as he opened his yellow book

"Wait for Ustadz" said Hani who came thronged for running.

Hani then approached Azzar and stretched out his hand, but Azzar just put his hand on his chest.

"Sorry Ustadz, I am slow to come because I just bought this shirt" said Hani who threw his clothes to make mothers whisper and smile at each other

"please sit down and join the mothers.we start his studies" Azzar's orders are already willing to start his studies that make Hani crave because in cuekin.

Hani walked towards the crowd of mothers.he sat in the back row because there was no place in the front.

"If only I had not come late, I would have sat in the front row, if this is how I want to see clearly Azzar if sitting behind like this" Hani said annoyed

Azzar taught as usual until his teaching hours ran out. Azzar then rushed out to go home immediately so that he could avoid Hani.

"Mas Azzar wait..." Shouted Hani who made Azzar take a deep breath.

"I went home with azzar?" hani said making a glare at hearing it

"Eh son, can't men and women who are not muhrim riding a motorbike" said one of the study mothers who also came out of the mosque

"Not wanting, I was also just riding a motorcycle.right what the mother said earlier, we are not muhrim so it is not appropriate to shake hands together" said Azzar clearly

"Makanya Mas Azzar fast dong my halalin" teased Hani

"Where can you be, you're still in school when you have to drop out?"

"school is advanced, and marriage can be, right?"

"It can't be like that, there's no housekeeping"

"Can I hire a maid?"

"I'm sorry I prefer girls who don't go to school anymore.I don't want to be the same high school kid"

"Ih Mas Azzar is talking like that anyway" Hani said as he waved his lips

"i'm sorry first yes, later you ask your driver to pick up because I'm in a hurry again.There are still things to be done" said azzar then went riding his motorcycle. Hani occasionally called him but was not ignored by Azzar.

On the way Azzar still thought of Hani who had really turned into a shaleha girl, but unfortunately she had no shame so that made Azzar more amused to be near her.

Azzar continued to advance his motorbike until he passed the house Naura. azzar was deliberately choosing that path so that at least he could see Naura even if only briefly, and sure enough, it is, when passing in front of his house, Naura was sitting in his house, Naura saw Azzar passing in front of his house but quickly turned his face.

Arriving home, Azzar took his phone and sent a message that read "Don't forget to eat my Rose" and sent it to Naura. seen on the screen of his phone if Naura had read the message but there was no response at all so that it made his heart very unkillful. Naura really became opium in her heart and mind.

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