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meet again

The bell sign of the completion of teaching and learning activities rang, all students scattered after the teacher in the class came out first. This is the beginning of the month, when on this date teachers and other staff receive salaries from their hard work.

On this date too, usually Qonni will visit the mall to buy the needs of Nisa before returning home later. He even wrote a note, whatever was finished at home.

Triiii...

An M-banking notification sounded. His sister-in-law still consistently sent money for Nisa without being late a day. And usually, Qonni would immediately move the money into a personal account that he deliberately made for Nisa. The plan of savings will be used if the child goes to school later. Because for now, sufficient needs Nisa certainly still able to handle her own. So he does not need to use money from A' Mukhlis, unless it is really needed.

Qonni sent a message of gratitude to his brother-in-law. Ning Maulida responded with a sweet sticker for her sister-in-law.

 

In a fairly large Mall in the city of Bekasi, Ayudia Qonniah immediately grabbed a trolley as a container for her to accommodate groceries. Women with a dress wrapped in official clothes stepped slowly down the shelf containing various types of products and brands that perched neatly.

The main purpose is definitely diaper. One item that should not be missed. Qonni took about three large-sized packs as his stock. Because Nisa's diaper needs cannot be ascertained. So he will take as necessary and will buy again if it turns out not until the beginning of the next month is up.

The trolley wheel moved again, the young mother again looking for other items in need. When the trolley was on the turn, its steps came to a halt. Qonni was stunned for a moment when he saw someone he knew.

"Eh..., you, De?" The bespectacled man smiled as he looked at the sweet face of Ayudia before him. He can't believe he can cross here. Actually, this department store is closer to the distance where Qonni teaches. However, it is somewhat surprising. It was as if something urged him to stop by with his two friends. Apparently he would meet the woman at the same place.

While Qonni who was surprised was immediately returned Ilyas' smile, with a thin smile.

"Again here?" The man who was holding a one-kilo detergent asked again.

"Yes, Mas," he answered, Qonni's hands squeezed the handle of the Trolley. The world is so narrow. Though Ilyas lived in a different city but why lately he often met again.

"Absolutely or equally Nisa?"

"I'm on my own because I went home too."

"Oh, yeah yeah..." The man in glasses was a beard.

"Mas, how come it's here?"

The glasses youth in front of Qonni pressed his glasses frame. Just this time he heard Qonni want to talk to him. Usually he has to be on the fishing line first he wants to answer. He also smiled.

"It just so happens, Yu. I was going to visit a friend's house. He continues to spend first for the needs in the contract. So, guys." he answered honestly while scratching his head, grimace. Because honestly the man was often wrong if near Qonni.

"Oh, so."

Both of them were suddenly clumsy and at a loss for words that kept their mouths locked tightly for a moment. However, the next split second Qonni remembered Ilyas' help that time.

"By the way, thank you, Mom."

"Thank you? Thanks for what, De?"

"Thank you for helping me on my way home from Bogor. And sorry, after that I just left."

"Oh..," The man before Ayu laughed softly. "No problem, Kok. It was just a coincidence Yu. Maybe at that time God has led us to help you. Whereas before we intend to take another column, loh. But because it avoids traffic jams, so go that way."

"Geez, once again thank you. Thanks to God's help through Mas Ilyas and his friends kept me safe from those two evil intentions."

"evil intentions? So really, at that time they want evil intentions?"

Qonni nodded. "But, never mind. I don't want to talk about it anymore. I've forgotten it, and keep it as a lesson. After this maybe I should be careful again."

"Aamiin–" the two smiled without looking at each other. "Yes, Mom, excuse me first."

"Y–ya, Ayu," Ilyas assented.

Before breezing away, Qonni said a greeting in reply by the glasses young man.

Believe me, right now the inner youth is fighting between lust and love, and piety towards God. What is clear is that his strong heart beat is in line with the istighfar that he raises from the lips that continue to mutter.

As strong as faith, sometimes it collapses too. In fact, after Qonni passed by the young man who tried not to turn his head, he ended up losing as well. Be careful the man turns his body to look back. Who would have thought the same thing was done The woman who somehow, Qonni also had time to turn towards Ilyas before turning.

Being caught, Qonni so nodded once and hurriedly turned his face back to continue his steps.

"Allahuacbar!"

The man was impassioned, his lips could not control not to smile when he saw that. The warm smile this time that he received from Qonni. Will good destiny be open to him?

Ilyas who was still hugging the detergent turned the body back, facing forward. Where he was immediately surprised because he was suddenly faced with two men, who were both glancing their hands in front of the chest.

Especially one of the two of them, namely the dark-skinned youth from NTB who stood at the front.

"Astaghfiullah!" Ilyas' smile disappeared instantly when he saw two of his friends smiling jail to him.

"Ciieeeee..." Haki teases the bespectacled man who begins to return misbehavior.

"Yes, cieeeee..." Inspiration chimed in, only to follow along.

"What does cie-cie mean?"

"That was talking to a beautiful Ustadzah." Haki responded to the response of the head bobbles from the young man who resumed his steps looking for clothes fragrant liquid.

"Eh, Ki. That's the girl we helped back then, isn't it?" Ask Haki.

"Yes, admittedly the candidate," joked the dark-skinned man with his curly hair.

"Well, just what do I mean? not a real candidate?"

"Yes, it's not. If so, do you accept our invitation?"

Ilyas who was walking in front turned his head back. "Kok so on Anne's gibahin, anyway? Where in front of the person directly, again?"

"What's up front, Yas? We're the gibbah behind Ente. Yes, Ki?" reply Ilham with a plain face, who responded to laughter while nodding by the friend next to him. Because what I say is true.

"Yes the same," answered Ilyas.

"Udahlah, in fact Ente has already ngaku-ngaku candidate to him. Marriage responsibilities are still," said Haki provocatori.

"Yes-yes, I'm getting married tomorrow."

"Weh, really? That fast?" Inspiration held Ilyas' shoulder. "The proposal first, Yas?"

"Haha!" Haki increasingly made abdominal pain because their jokes did not reach the man from Betawi.

"Allahuacbar. Let's go, hunt down the kesorean." Ilyas stepped back leaving a trace of confusion on the face of Ilham. As for Haki directly pushing Ilham's body slowly to step back with laughter still heard.