Not Bucin's girlfriend

#26

Geck. Geck. Geck.

The knock on the door made Ina and Ani stop talking, the two sisters looked at each other, telling each other to open the door.

"Open up there, Na!" ani bossy's orders.

"Seeh it's older, it should be dong dong with his sister." Ina argued not to lose.

"Look, I'm old, I'm young and pretty, yeah!"

The two sisters continued to clash their mouths, ignoring the knock on the door that sounded increasingly impatient.

"You as a sister must obey you, let's open the door!" ani's orders are not to be disputed.

Ina turned the eyeball lazily, at this time he sometimes felt that being a sister was very unpleasant. Especially if you have a sister like Ani, a hobby once told this it.

Once again they watch television, Ina Lesehan on the floor, while Ani sleeps on the sofa. When he was thirsty, he asked for drinking water. Though the distance of the glass is the same Ani closer than Ina. Just sit and take it from the table. But her name Ani won't stop nagging before her request is fulfilled.

From her ears hot all day, Ina unwillingly had to get up and thrust the glass into Ani's face. Really sucks. So my sister colonized mulu, huh? Ina clucked in her heart.

"Assalamu'alaikum." The sound from the door sounded quite loud, accompanied by Ani's plot, inevitably Ina got up and walked towards the door. He pretended not to see when he put on a smile of triumph full of satisfaction.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," Ina replied as she sped up, "wait a minute!"

Ina pulled the doorknob down, in front of her stood a girl with shoulder-length hair trying to knock the door back. The girl's hand immediately came down and her eyes looked at Ina ashen.

"A long time, anyway, Na! I'll see the moss waiting for you to open the door." The girl grumbled for a while, then sat down without excuse on the chair on the porch to the right of the door.

"Yes, I'm sorry, it's so bad, deh," Ina said without feeling guilty at all. "Why did you come here?"

Ina sits on a chair across the table occupied by an uninvited guest this afternoon, watching the girl from top to bottom, as if she hasn't taken a shower because she's still in her school uniform.

"Later together, yeah! Do you want to pray first at home or congregate later in the mosque?"

Ina frowned for a while, then patted the eel when she remembered later that night there was a regular IREMA recitation event or the Masjid Youth Association.

In the neighborhood where he lives, children who have sat in the High School are rarely taught every night. There are many reasons. Busy, busy is it. Well, to avoid the loss of teaching habits after this maghrib IREMA held a routine review every Tuesday Night, Friday Night, and Sunday Night.

Three times a week, but the ones that come are sometimes not all. The most common Sunday nights. Ina himself always tries to attend every study schedule, in addition to adding religious knowledge, he is also lazy to hear the babbling of the mother if caught not going to teach.

Actually, if you want, he could come every day because every night there is a study, but most only Kindergarten children to SD that exist, even Junior High School children are rare, too, more often to the IREMA study. So Ina's pretty lazy if there's no friend of her age. He had to study with the kids, anyway? Where on a really naughty anyway, did he become lazy.