The Love of Habib

Chapters 5.5

"They are not used to our cottage, in addition to their life is much different before with the cottage so they are difficult to adapt to the cottage. We have to be patient with them because the temperament still follows the previous lifestyle. And by being patient their hearts will slowly melt and by themselves begin to obey all the rules of our cottage. This is not just a big brother's wishful thinking, believe me, their hearts are not as hard as they seem and sooner or later they will accept this reality with a chest of air. Just need to be patient while trying to persuade them to a better path, the rest leave everything to God." Nasha shook her head.

He did not want to take a headache for the problems caused by the three new children. Although troublesome but he does not feel tired because he believes everything needs to go through a lot of processes. This also applies to human day. Maybe Aish, Gisel, and Dira are now reluctant to stay here, but one day Nasha is sure there will be a time when the three of them love this place which is like everyone feels after living here for a long time.

"Sir Nasha is right but I still disagree with their pretentious behavior." Meri said sourly.

He was not only upset to see the behavior of the three city children earlier but was also unhappy with their attitude yesterday. It is still clear how their insolent attitude when accusing Khalisa of committing disgraceful actions to them, is despicable, even though in this cottage will never be willing to believe their words let alone complain to the Habib Khalid who is the hardest to touch?

"Here you go, don't talk about this anymore. Now we better go immediately to the mosque so as not to miss the tahajud prayer congregation." Nasha decided on the topic and rushed to lead the way out.

Meri Manyun, "Truely, kak Khalisa deserves to be the head of the discipline of the dormitory of Kak Nasha." Meri muttered pretentiously.

Compared to Nasha, honestly, Meri idolized Khalisa more. Besides being beautiful and having a soft appearance, Khalisa is a smart girl as well as smart. He is expected to get a scholarship abroad from the boarding school. Whether to Tarim or to Egypt, these two places have always been their attraction as a cottage child. And because Khalisa has this opportunity to make many students and students amazed him.

Lucky to get a guarantee directly from the boarding school.

But no one heard his words and no one knew his thoughts. Everyone was busy surrounding Nasha to ask questions or talk about some things while walking towards the mosque.

Fortunately they had brought the Qur'an and preparation for prayer before they began patrolling earlier so they did not need to go upstairs first to pick up prayer supplies.

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Aish, Gisel, and Dira are now inside the mosque. They sit on a prayer mat that has been held in the back row. Since they arrived late, they did not get a front saf and the Girl did not secure them a place. The three of them clearly did not care and did not matter because the girl was just a stranger to the three of them. Even sitting at the very back is much better than having to crimp in front.

"You can read, can't you?" Dira asked while flipping through the Qur'an mushaf in his hand.

Aish glanced at the Qur'an in Dira's hands before turning to look at the Qur'an in his own hands. Small smile, he shook his head not pretentiously. He can indeed read the Qur'an but not too smoothly and sometimes will stammer when stared at, especially in public places like this. He's not used to it.

"Don't play in the Qur'an. No manners, the Qur'an is a sacred object." Aish said reminding the two bored people beside her.

Dira and Gisel are both very tight-lipped about religious matters, let alone reading the Qur'an, as they remember they last read the Qur'an when they were in elementary school and rather rarely when in Junior High because they have begun to know the world of seductive teenagers.

"Yes, yes." The word Dira no longer shook the Qur'an in his hands.

"Why can they memorize this much?" Dira suddenly asked.

Gisel doesn't know either, "Okay, but their ass must be strong."

Aish glanced at the people around her, not making any comments she again lowered her head staring at the holy verses in front of her.

If you don't die that fast, then maybe my reading is much smoother than it is now. Batin Aish.

Any mother would love to see her child in religion, and she also believes that Mama is such a person. It was just a pity that he could not feel that moment in his life.

***

At 7 am Aish, Dira and Gisel go to the food booth for breakfast. They this time did not ogah-ogahan go to the food booth because they had to work after this. So in order for their energy to be guaranteed when working to clean the bathroom, they must have breakfast and drink enough water.

"Where's the Girl?" Gisel asked Aish.

Girls would usually buy Aish wherever she went. So attached to it, Gisel sometimes felt a toothache and had a strange thought. He once thought that girls have forbidden feelings for Aish.

"I don't know. He's never looked out since the tahajud prayer." Said Aish indifferently.

They then walked into the food booth and sat in a place a bit close to the exit. They chose this place to make it easy to get out after finishing breakfast.

They sat down with a herd while waiting for the food division that was running from some random place. Fortunately their row tables were being handed out food by the general kitchen staff. Their hands were so fast and deft that in a short time, everyone on the table got food.

Breakfast this morning is chicken porridge that is still warm and fragrant. The three of them were immediately shocked to see breakfast on the table.

"Breakfast is good today." Dira was the one who was the quickest to feed the porridge into his mouth.

"Hem." Gisel agreed. His eyes then caught the whereabouts of the girl at the next table.

"Today the girl promised to help us clean the kitchen." Gisel said to his two friends.