Teach Me Ustadz
part 7's
On the way home Barra Istighfar many times, he always remembered the smile of alira. alira was his student and he remembered if it had been betrothed by his parents. as the son of Barra followed everything the parents said, I also did not know why an alira passed through his mind.
" o Allah remove this feeling that should not grow, I have received an arranged marriage from Abi. Ayesha the woman who is Soleh while alira is far from the criteria of Abi." Barra grew up from a religious family, arranged marriages were common and a child had to comply with all parental decisions.
Barra arrived at the house of ustadz Yusuf he would rest for a while before leaving for the mosque to teach the children to teach. Living in this place barra feels comfortable especially the community is so enthusiastic about barra. Moreover, mothers are enthusiastic if there is a study of how not ustadz his handsome that, besides ustadz barra in the lecture is not monotonous there are always interludes that make mothers laugh. but every material conveyed can enter into society.
Barra woke up he sat down to the dining table to open his souvenirs that Mak Ijah brought. Food that he said Alira's favorite, ustadz tried to open it he took one and put it in his mouth.
' Sweet as the man "tap ustadz Barra.
" astaghfirullah ". ustadz Barra rubbed his face Alira's smile flashed.
" i can't remember her she's my student and I already have Ayesha" Barra muttered.
" Bring let alone baraa". his uncle surprised Barra, the klepon held embers to roll.
" this is from Mak Ijah uncle".
" walah Mak Ijah that know, this is delicious lo Barra if make Mak Ijah do not ask jos make the stomach so munyer.
" why is his stomach munyer uncle".
" yes, I will". Barra laughed and Joseph.
" It is delicious to the heart" said Ustadz Yusuf.
" took it to the heart of uncle"
" try to bite rasain how". Barra took another one he bit and smiled.
" well, one bite makes you smile it's a good name to the heart". out of nowhere Ustadz Yusuf can term this philosophy, barra laughed and continued to eat it.
" how was the first to fill the study there for young people baraa."
" Thank God, there are many uncles."
" especially her mother". Barra laughed again.
" that's how the barra of the world.they first see humans from the outside only, a handsome or beautiful look can make them stunned. for that we are given the advantage of God with a handsome face use as well as possible.do not use to hook women with things that are not good. It is good if you can invite mothers and women to come to the study , may their intention only to see a handsome ustadz turn into their way of hijrah to be better because of Allah and His Messenger. They swallow perfectly from the study material that has been conveyed"
" aamiin o Allah" said Barra again he ate his klepon had unknowingly finished off some.
" good kleponnya ". barra laughed he ate quite a lot.
" yes already uncle, barra wants to take a bath first it seems the children have gone to the mosque". ustadz Yusuf nodded he again ate the klepon.
" alira later in the afternoon please interstitial Mak onah's stitches yes he said he would wear tomorrow he can not come here busy, ".
" ealah Mak why not tell people to take it". said alira sitting while lying down.
" yesterday was here but not fit so the mother fox again size, mother mah already promise to anterin to there ".
" yes, it's Anter's mother."
" o Allah alira mother ask please see this mother still many stitches must be quickly completed, you can use a bicycle there if the mother walks".
" yes mother tabrakin entered the Empang mang jali." alira laughed the mother could not ride a bicycle.
" have been a little while again finished you take a shower first and continue to deliver to Mak onah's house."
" why take a shower Mak gini, take a shower later ."
" jeez take a shower for a while let it smell good, the mother's child is beautiful sweet stay just take a bath let it smell good. later if you meet a guy kluwus shame kluwus so."
" Halah Mak, even his papa boy will not have a crush on alira. males Mak mikirin guy, at best ngeray ngerayu alira does not want to. ".
" you have a hot bath later if you do not take a shower" said Mak.
" kok mak nyesel mak".
" wes to nurut same mother yah alira beautiful child mother". mother took a towel put her on the shoulder alira then push Alira to the back to take a bath.
" bathing.mandi..bath..the originator of the history of alira bathing rather unfortunate, mother mah strange". About thirty minutes alira finished the bath, wearing ordinary clothes that she wore. Tunic trousers then hijab her t-shirt that is easy to wear.
The bike is ready in front, the mother packs clothes that will be delivered to the house Mak onah.
" use powder like lir to not be pale".
" just Anter clothes just pack powder Mak, alira a little later stop by the house Amel bentar ya Mak."
" yes let it look that the mother has a daughter alira.kamu mah beautiful stay in the poles a little to be sweeter."
" already Mak cepetan where his clothes hunted in the afternoon, want to transfer clothes just tell the difference".
" have used clothes oil not let fragrant" said the mother again.
" was using Kispr*y earlier alira spray ".
" pan Mama has bought oil clothes for the girl ".
" don't want Mak smell like mommy dampir Alira wear this aja". alira immediately memahut plastic that will be delivered to the house Mak onah do not want him in the talk of the mother continue.
" alira departs yes Mak assalamu'alaikum..."..
" wa'alaikumsalam basic girl, even though want to meet ustadz barra in order fashionable dikit do not want.you are beautiful to stay polishes little by all."
alira drove her bike at medium speed, while singing fun to follow the wind that blows sepoy.
" alira beware". cried Abah Anom. alira turned to look back.
" astaghfirullah ". alira swears her bike at a fast speed there is a calf off she keeps running after Alira's bike.
" o Allah mother why did you tell her to go after the cow, please, because alira's legs were not able to wiggle as if he wanted to break the calf he finally took it.
bruggh....
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