
ALLAHUAKBAR.... ALLAHUAKBAR....
ALLAHUAKBAR...ALLAHUAKBAR.
Sayub sayub sounds dawn azan deliberately tuned Zara in her Handphonenya. Slowly - Zara's land began to open her eyes, while collecting her life which was still partly in the dreamland Zara sat on her bed letting Azan's voice in her HP to run out.
Then put his foot in the bathroom. Finished from his routine in the bathroom Zara perform the prayer services Fajr. 30 minutes later Zara out of his room to jog already Zara's habit to always exercise in the morning, Zara's habit to always exercise in the morning, usually Zara jogs with Abang Al and his father. Since Abang Al and Dad are out of town for their Business affairs, Zara is jogging alone.
Just arrived at the exit Zara was reprimanded by her mother.
"Daddy, do you want to jog?"
The Mother is in the kitchen.,
"Yes Bun. Mommy wants to come?" .
"Don't love, Mommy wants to nitip Khanji Rumbi's Porridge for Aunt Maya."
"ehmm, yeah Bun, here Zara bawain, gx a lot right Bun?"
"no kok dear, 1 box of this stock ja kok, adek do not bother carrying it already Mother packed in a backpack, stay adek pack ja."
"hah.. backpack!, what the hell Bun, people bag small ugly gini bag gini spelled backpack, there - there is ja ni mama".
"hehehehe. because mother often heard that the elementary school student mother called the backpack used on her back."
"hahahaha... mother, why come - follow them try?. have Zara left first yes bun?".
Zara went while salamin Bundanya, it has become a habit if you want to go out if there is an ortanya at home always blow hands first, if it used to fit still in elementary school, Zara often said to be safe and dooain smart.
Zara Jogging in Taman complex. Before the arrival of Zara to the house of Aunt Maya first, the cousin of the mother who lived in a complex with the house of Zara, it's just the house of Aunt Maya near the complex Park, Zara's house near the Complex Gate.
After from the house of Aunt Maya, Zara immediately went to the park to jog while listening to music from her cellphone that attach the headset to her ear.
after 5 rounds, Zara felt enough Zara went straight home because she had to be in college at 9:30.
Because of the preoccupation with listening to music Zara forgot to turn off her phone, because Zara only listened to music in the park, for the sake of security according to her brother. Arrive - arrive...
"Astaufirulah... "Zara shouted in shock as she said, and Zara sat on the road dragged by a bicycle.
A cycling man stopped near Zara in anger.
"Hi Miss, loeh deaf huh? if you run on the edge, don't be in the middle of the road".
after that the guy immediately left without helping Zara stand up.
"is it okay - what?"
said the vegetable seller who happened to be there, also saw the incident that happened to Zara.
"it's okay."
zara answered out of her way.
"who was the guy, already nabrak gx nolongin again, even angry instead of apologizing, but go so aja. gx with the socialization and humanity. Good thing I gx why - napa is still breath and healthy." said Zara in his heart while standing and continuing the journey of the driver to the house.
"Assalamualaikum, mother."
"Wa'alaikumsalam, Zara here breakfast first."
"Mother, go to the Foundation?"
"Dear, you're not kampucus today?".
"Bun's soon, 9:00. Zara's in at 9:30. "
"ehmm. yes already if so first mother yes dear, oa father was telephone, you ask for pocket money yes same brother Al. Is your pocket money less dear?"
"hihihi π... bekanda bun, End of the end - this time AbangAl is busy mulu ma his work, so Zara said to want pocket money but cash gx want to be transferred. Zahra's pocket money is still in Bun."
"You're this. There is - there is. Yes, my mother left first yes". while blowing her cheek Zara, and nyalamin the girl.
after breakfast Zara brought dirty dishes and other utensils to the kitchen to wash, Zara used to do everything herself even though there was a maid at home.
After completion Zara to the room to be ready - ready to go to campus.
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