SUDDENLY USTADZAH

The Best Moment 5 (Struggle for the Purchase of mosque land )

After Aqeela expressed her desire to build a mosque. Desta began to look for locations around their home complex that if there is land or houses for sale or can be bought.

Desta also asked for help from his household assistant to find out about the possibility of the house being sold.

That afternoon, Desta stood in front of his balcony.

Accidentally, Desta saw a banner across from his house. Banners that say house for sale. There's a contact person.

Desta tried to call the number. Connected.

"Halloo..." A voice across the line.

"With Indra Ganendra?" Ask Desta.

"Yes.right." Reply to the one across.

"I am interested in the property of the father in the Asri complex."

"The price is 1.7 M, sir." Answer the one across.

"Aren't bole less sir?" Desta tried nego.

"Can't yet, sir."

"I discussed it with my wife first sir." Said Desta before ending the call.

"Why Bay? how like a really sprained." Aqeela asked as she hugged her husband from the side.

"Watch a look at the broken house in front. It is sold at a price of 1.7 M. Not really natural?" Gumam Desta.

Aqeela watched the house her husband had appointed.

There stood an unkempt and almost rickety house. Right in front of their house.

" Bae, suitable for mosques. Right in front of our house." Whisper Aqeela while loosening her embrace.

Desta told Aqeela to sit on the edge of the bed.

"Yes, that's why I called the agent. It turns out the price is fantastic." Said Desta while looking at his wife.

"For a while Bae. That's Indra Genendra's agent's name?" Ask Aqeela.

"Yes. Why Beb?" Ask Desta.

"Beb, shall I first ask the truth?" Aqeela.

Aqeela grabbed her phone. dialed one number.

The meloadspeaker.

"Halloo..."

"Daffa..."

"Tumben called me."

"Haa haa..." Aqeela's laughter exploded because she rarely called her best friend.

"Diem gak.. ? What's up?" Daffa asked half-cry.

"Daf, your papa's name is Indra Ganendra, isn't it?" Ask Aqeela.

"Yes. What's the matter with my papa?" Ask Daffa in wonder.

"He's a real estate agent, isn't he?" Ajeela asked again.

" The father actually owns the developer. But sometimes it goes down on its own. Why Qee? Kepo Daffa's.

"What properties are there in your papa's beautiful complex?" Ask Aqeela.

"Let's go, I'll find out." Daffa Promise.

Aqeela closed her cellular connection.

"So, you mean. The house agent in front belongs to Papa Dafaa?" Desta cried.

Ajeela just nodded.

"Thank you, baby." Whisper Desta while giving a small kiss on Aqeela's lips.

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At school...

The canteen...

"Dw..." Call Aqeela.

"Why is that face on the bend like that." Goda Daffa's.

"I went to Papa. It's true it's papa's." Daffa.

"What the hell are you guys talking about?" Ask Doni not understand.

"That's loo Don, the property in front of our house. Kan selling. Ternyta belongs to Daffa's father." Aqeela.

"Daf, help us dong." Pinta Aqeela with her puppy eyes.

"Don't use the look to weld it. No longer fit an Aqeela has a clear look." Daffa said that was very upset to see Aqeela had made it clear.

"Keep, do I need to yell that?" Aqeela Protest.

"Especially not. Ordinary aide Qee..." Pinta Daffa's.

"You help us, Daf.." Repeat Aqeela flat.

"I'll try." Answer Daffa.

"You build the same mosque as the dormitory." Answer Aqeela santuy.

"Really, Qee?" After Daffa, Nabila and Doni stared at Aqeela in disbelief.

"You're not sick anymore, are you?" Ask Daffa.

"You buy with an expensive budget just to build a mosque. I can't figure out how the hell is your mind going?" Daffa just keeps going nyerocos.

"I'm serious, so ask for your help, Daffa..." Speak Aqeela with mimic sebel.

" Yeah. I'm sorry, I thought you guys wanted to invest in that property."

"It also invades Daffa..." Aqeela said even more.

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Thanks to the help of Daffa, today Desta and Aqeela met with Mr. Indra. Papa Daffa's. To discuss buying and selling property in front of their house.

They agreed to meet at Desta's house. Which in fact is closer to the property they want.

At seven o'clock in the night, Mr. Indra and the family came to Desta's house. Of course because of Desta's request that Pak Indra bring his family along.

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Daffa House

Three days earlier.

"Pa.. Papa there are properties in the Asri complex?" Ask Daffa to Papa who is on television.

"Yes. Tumben name?" Re-examining Papa.

"Hmm. that's Loo Pa, Daffa's friends are interested in buying." Daffa.

Papa looked at his son in disbelief.

"Your friend? He got money from where he could buy such expensive property." Papa Daffa did not comment on his son's words.

"Seriously, Pa. He's a businessman." Answer Daffa.

"Loo isn't your schoolmate?" Ask Papa to look at the child.

"When have you had so many friends?" Ask Papa kepo.

"Since school, Papa... How's it?" Ask Daffa.

"Where, what?" Tanya Papa did not understand the words of his son.

"If Papa pleases, my friend invites Papa to discuss the sale and purchase of the property. Tapu fix the price of friendship dong Pa..." Whisper Daffa with seducing mode.

"Haa haa haaaa. But bole deeh. Let's meet your friend. The day after tomorrow.." Papa assured.

"Ready Papa.. Thank you, Pa.." Daffa answered while embracing his father.

And today

The Daffa family is getting ready to meet Desta.

Arriving in front of Desta's house.

"Daf, is this really his house?" Ask Papa Daffa so see the building is simple but unique architecture. The front page is not very broad. Two cars were parked there.

"Yes, Pa. We're in." Take Daffa out of the car.

Daffa immediately opened the fence of Desta's house, because he knew the fence would never be padlocked because so many pilgrims were coming in and out. By midnight on the padlock, and then by Desta or Doni.

Papa Daffa watched his son's gestures in surprise.

After the turnstile opened, Daffa gestured to her Papa to enter the car. Papa Indra obeyed his son, put the car into the home page of his prospective buyer.

"Assalamu'alaikum's chat...." Daffa said his greetings.

"Wa'alaikum hail..." Answer the voice inside while opening the door.

"Looo's.... You're.." Mama Daffa panicked.

"Lock Om.. Auntie..." Desta replied with a smile at Mama Daffa's panic.

"Sorry, Om, Auntie.Our house is designed without a desk chair. So lesehan's sitting." Said Desta as soon as his guest came in and looked for a chair.

Desta let his guests sit in his living room. Some of the small tables are still scattered after being used.

Aqeela and Yulian came out bringing treats for their guests.

"Lhoo is right. You're Aqeela." Mama Daffa.

"Yes Aunt." Aqeela greeted Mama Daffa. And cupped his hands together in front of Papa Daffa.

Aqeela put the remaining drinks to each of her guests.

"Thank you, Yulian." Aqeela said to Yulian who was willing to bring some snacks jars.

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