Pursuing Love Ustazah Khanza

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Ustazah Mira was very surprised to hear Java Nabil, because according to the information he got from the male teacher council, if Adam was a naughty new boy and always troublemaking "Are you sure you want to teach that class?"

"That's the color I want to teach there, I want to see what kind of mischievous disciple Adam was!" sergeant Khanza again.

Ustazah Mirna who was opening her khimar just shook her head, she was not sure, because when passing how efficacious Khanza with both parents, Ustazah Mira thought that Khanza only felt at home two days there.

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In the evening, finished praying together in the mosque, now all the students are preparing to teach. Likewise with ustadz and ustadzah, they are also preparing to teach.

"Are you scared?" ask ustazah Mirna to Khanza.

"Fearful? Why should I be afraid?" khanza answered with confidence.

"Your color will be against that rancid disciple!" sahut Ustazah Mirna again.

Khanza smiled "For what fear, we must make him fear us, so that he will listen to what we say!" refute it again.

"Yes, I love your spirit!" ustazah Mirna. They both smile.

Mirna's Ustazah are not arrogant and Khanza are easily close to others, making them quickly familiar and open.

"The spirit of Ustazah Khanza!" pekik Ustazah Mirna's.

"The spirit is also ustazah Mirna!" sahut Khanza, they parted at the cubicle door, because they were different directions.

Now Khanza has arrived in front of the class, the santri men just whispered to each other, a very beautiful woman with a long vision headed into their class.

Khanza already knows where the class he will teach, because it was just contacted by ustadz Raka.

"Assynnya!" khanza said, his soft voice swept away the students who heard him, even the whole class did not say hello from Khanza, because they were fascinated by the face and voice of Khanza.

Plaque...

"Assynnya!" Khanza, who saw no one answering his greetings, immediately hit the blackboard, making them flinch.

"Wa-waalaikumsalam!" answer them all.

"I guess he's so soft!" whispered one of the students sitting in the corner.

"But still, Sia is so beautiful!" just one more student.

"Is he going to teach our class?"

"Choose ... Shut up, Ustazah listen!" cut Faizin on his friends.

Khanza took one look at each santri who would become his disciple, but his eyes had not yet seen the person who had been working on him this afternoon.

"Include my name Khanza, here I will replace ustadz Firman to teach in this class!" ustazah Khanza.

Everything there seemed very happy, they would be taught by a very beautiful teacher. Think they.

"Is there anything you want to ask?" ask Khanza.

But no one answered yet, suddenly their eyes were diverted at the entrance. The class knows who is coming. Of course Adam always came in late.

Adam entered without greeting, he did not even look at Khanza, it was very boring for Adam to see the Word ustadz every day.

"You," cried Khanza immediately made Adam's steps stop.

"Stand up!" khanza ordered, there was no gentle, friendly look that he had shown, now his face was full of firmness.

Adam turned around, how surprised he was when he saw who told him to stand up, even his eyeballs wanted to jump from there.

"You!"

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~Connected.

What about Adam, not panic, not panic?

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