My Surgaku Key Betting Wife

Nabil and Rangga.

...Whoever pursues the world will never get it, if it can, then it must be a little, if not a lot, certainly not satisfied, although satisfied will not be long....

...If pursuing the afterlife, the world can, of course, be many, it must be satisfied, it is eternally satisfied....

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Nabil, who accidentally hit someone, accidentally dropped the prayer beads on his hands.

"Astaghfirullah O Allah...!" said Nabil who immediately crouched down want to take the prayer beads.

However, the person Nabil hit also took the black prayer beads until they accidentally met their gaze.

"That eye...!" the inner person Nabil just hit.

The conscious Nabil immediately grabbed his prayer beads and bowed apologizing.

"I'm sorry, sir, I didn't mean it!" pinta Nabil on the person in front of her.

If you see the person running in the morning, because you can guess from the clothes he uses.

"That voice...!" the man again.

Not getting an answer from the person, Nabil immediately stepped up, until the sound of someone calling his name made Nabil stop the footsteps that he began to move.

"Dianzaiyan!!" call the man Nabil just hit.

Nabil stopped his steps, but he reluctantly said.

"Are you really Zaiyan Nabila?" ask the guy again.

Nabil still turned his back on "Sorry, who are you?" ask Nabil.

It was like a coolant piercing into the recesses of the heart of the man standing behind Nabil.

He stepped up, and now stood right before Nabil.

"Zaiyan, it's me Rangga, don't you remember? I was your class brother when I was in Junior High!" raga's chirps make Nabil look up at his face, and look at Rangga at a glance.

"Sister Rangga...!" nabil said convincingly.

"Yes Zyan, I didn't expect to see you here.. Where are you, Zyan, I heard you've come out of tahfiz boarding school?" asked Rangga again, he was so happy when he could meet the woman who had filled the niches of his heart.

Rangga did not know where Nabil lived, because from the moment Nabil entered junior high school, Nabil had entered his aby into the pesantren.

"I've entered another boarding school, and connected high school in that boarding school!" answer Nabil.

"The sound is still the same, it's still melodious as it used to be!" rangga's inner voice again, a sound that is so comfortable in Rangga's sense of hearing, to make his little sister wake up.

"From the mosque!" Nabil answered as he was.

"So you live here?" rangga.

"Yes, Brother, what's the matter here?" Now he asks back.

"That means we're almost close together, I live on the other end of Zyan's, but why am I seeing you now?" it feels like Rangga wants to always ask in order to always be able to hear the soft voice of Nabil.

"Ummi's sick again, so I came home from the boarding school to look after Ummi!" Nabil was already feeling uneasy, because many people had passed through them.

"Please excuse me, brother!" without giving a chance to Rangga replied, Nabil stepped back.

Rangga and Nabil used to attend the same junior high school, Rangga was Nabil's older brother, since he first saw Nabil, Rangga had fallen in love, at that time Nabil did not use niqob, Nabil did not use niqob, just use the regular hood.

The Rangga POV

From the first moment I saw you enter the same school as me, you have occupied the recesses of my heart, my heart is so calm to see you, the veil that never leaves your head, making your own coolness in my heart, the way you behave, speak, and interact with the opposite sex really amazes me.

Ever since I went to school there, this heart has never felt the vibe I felt for you, I know.

How painful my heart is, when I reveal this feeling but you reject it on the grounds that we are very young, and you do not want to date because God will be angry, but I appreciate your decision, because at that time we were too young.

However, I have been very determined, I will wait for you, and once I succeed, I will propose to you.

But... When I came back, I lost track of you, already to and fro, I searched for your whereabouts, but I did not find.

And today how happy this feeling is, I look back at you, even though you are now very closed, I can still remember clearly, I can still remember, beautiful eyes with eyelashes are also pliable, eyebrows are thick, nose is sharp, also the lips are so beautiful.

And it turns out that after all these years we haven't met, the sense that this is still there for you, let alone seeing your attitude that keeps you from men, makes me more stunned.

I'm sure you'll be my life partner, I won't let you go from me for the second time.

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~Connected