My Fancy Beloved

Religious Deuteronomy

"who is it, there's no name?" mrs Rose began to answer the call.

"Hello.." say hello to Rose.

"Assalamualaikum bukk, this is Sisil.." the voice across there was so clear because bu Roses meloudspeaker had his old age.

"Oh my god, koe to nduk." replied the happy rose-mom heard the voice of her eldest daughter across the phone.

"Busy how are you, Sisil kangen!!"

"Thank God be kind, how do you like your own son" asked the Rose gently.

"Buk, that's Sisil's sister yes. adek want to talk to her brother buk.." fani whinek asked her mother's cell phone so that she held it.

"Patience first Fani, later hapenya jatoh"

"Hello sister Sisil, when to go home sister.. Adek miss the same brother" fani whined to Pricil after successfully getting his mother's phone.

"Hello adek.. Brother also misses equally adek, adek how are you, again what now?" sahut Pricile.

And finally they chatted whatever each other missed, and alternately asked the news of his younger brother.

Until the shelf felt the day was maghrib, Pricil ended his phone.

"Udah first yes deck, brother wants to take a shower" said Pricil ended his conversation with Fani.

"Yes, bye, bye." said Fani, waving her hand. But Pricil can't see the wave.

"Daddy..." Pricil ended his call.

"Buk, here's the gap" Fani handed the phone to her mother's hand.

"Udah was satisfied talking with brother earlier right.. Now take a shower, it's late in the afternoon" ordered Miss Roses.

"OKAY.." Fani gave her thumbs up and ran to the room to pick up the towel.

After that, Miss Mawarpun rushed after her daughter and took a bath.

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This morning it's a daily itinerary in class XII A of religious subjects. The exam that will be done is the practice of praying five times.

Now the students are in the school's musholla, they take turns for ablution, and the ablution students are waiting for their turn to be called forward. It starts with the absence of the letter A.

While waiting for their turn, some students seem to be memorizing Qunut prayers, because their teacher will randomly give a prayer exam to his students.

"I am the first one who nap, you see if I have something wrong to say" said Pricil then he began reciting the prayer.

"Allahhummahdinii fiiman hadait, wa'a finii fiman 'aafait, wa tawallanii fiiman tawal-laiit, wa baarik lii fiimaa a'thait, wa qinii syarra maa qadhait.

Fainnaka taqdhii walaa yuqdha 'alaik, wa innahu laayadzilu man walait, wa laa ya'izzu man 'aadait, tabaa rakta rabbanaa wata'aalait.

Falakalhamdu 'alaa maaqadhait, Astaghfiruka wa'atuubu ilaik, Wasallallahu 'ala Sayyidina Muhammadin nabuyyil ummiyyi. Wa'alaa aalihi washahbhi wasallam."

Pricil ended his shipment.

"Well, you're really Sil, nothing's wrong. The praise from the Princess escaped her lips.

"Alhamdulillah, hopefully it will pass forward I do not forget" said Pricil with pleasure.

"Now it is my turn, you read me" said the Princess, and she began her reading.

"Allahhummahdinii fiiman hadait, wa'a finii fiman 'aafait, wa tawallanii fiiman tawal-laiit, wa baarik lii fiimaa a'thait, wa qinii syarra maa qadhait.

Fainnaka taqdhii walaa yuqdha 'alaik, wa innahu laayadzilu man walait, wa laa ya'izzu man 'aadait, tabaa rakta rabbanaa wata'aalait.

Falakalhamdu 'alaa maaqadhait, Astaghfiruka wa'atuubu ilaik, Wasallallahu 'ala Sayyidina Muhammadin nabuyyil ummiyyi. Wa'alaa aalihi washahbhi wasallam."

"Pass, Put, you've got nothing wrong. Now it's my turn" said Vienna.

Winapun did the same thing, and now the three of them have memorized the qunut prayer.

Waiting for his turn to call his name.

"Pricilia Atmaja, come on. Now it's your turn" said the class president standing at the doorstep calling his friend to practice.

Pricil immediately went inside and put on a mukena, after which he stood facing the qibla. Master Ramli noticed Pricil, and he nodded. Then give a container to one of the sheets that contain small boxes.

Mr. Ramli assessed that Pricil's hair was not seen coming out of the sidelines of his mucous-coated temples.

"Now you practice how to pray maghrib" ordered Mr. Ramli in a firm but not rude tone.

Pricil nodded his head, in his heart he was grateful not to get a turn to pray the prayer. 'Alhamdulillah, dapet salat maghrib' pricil murmured without anyone being able to hear his murmur.

Then he began his prayer by reading the intention of the maghrib prayer, until it was finished.

After that he said hello.

"Assalamulaikum warahmatullah"