The Angel of Gus

Season 3

Aisya looked at the atmosphere of her grandmother's courtyard from the bedroom window. He smiled thinly behind his niqab remembering how the incident this afternoon made Rasya more confused and clueless.

"Bak that was crying this afternoon, right ?" Rasya asked to confirm that the woman he was talking to was the one who cried this afternoon.

"Well, is it crying ?" Say Father and Mother with surprise.

"I'm sorry, maybe people are wrong. I have never been this pesantren, even retracing it for the first time," explained Aisya lying.

Is it just Rasya doang's brother who can be indifferent to girls ? Look at me, I can also be cold, flat and indifferent to what else the same guy including Rasya ! I will make Rasya's brother fall in love with a Princess, and not Aisya in the past. Aisya muttered while smiling behind her niqab.

Rasya just nodded his head with a little scratching softly the nape of his neck that did not itch.

Because he was so sure that the woman was the woman who had been crying at noon as if he knew her very well.

But when the woman did not admit it, Rasya only thought positively with what he had thought.

"Sorry Miss Nyai, may the Princess start studying here the day after tomorrow ?"

"Oh yeah it's okay son, is there any interest ?" Tanya Ustazah Bul² and Aisya just nodded without telling her what her interests were.

"Yes, but it's better to register in the office first ! Let Ustadz Rasya accompany you" said Ustazah Bul².

There's something Dad and Mommy don't understand here. Why did Aisya mention herself by the name of Princess ? Is that not strange ?

Not wanting to ask this in front of Ustazah Bul² as well as Rasya, Dad undoes his intention to talk to his daughter.

"Good Nek. Let's follow me !" Invite Rasya to Aisya and the woman just nodded with a look down.

Rasya walked in front, while Aisya followed him from behind. Really his nature changed 90 %, Aisya who used to be so talkative and has no shame that now he really became like a pious ustazah.

Dukes.....

"www...."

"Eh, afwan mbak ! Is not papa ?" Rasya turned around to stare at the woman who had just hit her back.

"Yes, why stop suddenly ustadz ?"

Rasya chuckled at hearing the questioner from the woman."Look at mbak ! Maintaining the view is necessary, but do not keep your head down until you forget what other way until the wrong way," said Rasya chuckled thinly but Aisya can still hear it.

Aisya looked up at the board that read Asatidz's office."I've arrived, hehe sorry ustadz !" Aisya said a little to resist embarrassment.

I'm so excited, actually Rasya said..

Keep the view may be, but my neck pegel nduk mulu...Aaaaa...

"Let's go in !"

"Asalammualaikum..."

"Eh, not tad. This is a santriwati who wants to enroll in our pesantren. Please enter that room ! There are special ustazah," said Rasya and immediately embraced Aisya.

Aisya stepped her feet towards the room that Rasya meant. But when a few steps, suddenly..

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Hap.....

Rasya managed to pull Aisya's clothes until he did not fall and instead sat on the chair.

The pesantren-style Korean live drama witnessed by the asatidz was immediately a material for the ustadz who were there.

His glance glanced at each other.

Degs...

"Aisya.." muttered Rasya softly but still heard the owner of the name.

"Guses. Mending a fist, like his eyes were impatient for the views.." Ledek ustadz Fakri with a laugh made Rasya aware and immediately switched from his current position.

"Afwan mbak, next time please be careful.." Rasya went from there to look for as shady a place as possible.

His heart is suddenly hot and beating is not because it must be treated immediately.

*Yes Allah..

What is this feeling again ?

The eyes of the princess are so similar to Aisya's..

I miss you, heart..

I'm sorry that I've been khilaf accidentally admiring the glimpse of someone whose eyes are so similar to yours..

Astagfirulat*...

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