The Muslimah the Conqueror of the Heart Oppa Handsome

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The next day, Zoya and Ye-Jun will take the family from Indonesia to Seoul International Airport that afternoon after Dzuhur and lunch.with the exception of Dzaka, who still insists on learning to teach with Akbar. it happens to be a holiday, so Dzaka can be more free to linger with the man.

"Dzaka sure you want njai? don't you want to go with Grandma?" ask Zoya to make sure

"Yes, Ma. wants Uncle" he whined

"Well, before going to salim first with grandfather, come" Zoya asked, the boy also complied and followed his mother's footsteps.

Arriving on the ground floor, Abi and Malik are dragging their luggage to Ye-Jun's car to be put in the trunk. Zoya comes to Ummi's room, knocks on the door until it is opened from the inside.

"Zo, man,"

"Ummi, Zoya interin Dzaka used to go to Mama's house" said Zoya

"Now?" ask Umi

"Yes, this is a big boy, Mi"

"Alright, careful. Don't be naughty at Nam's grandma's house" Umi told her granddaughter

"Yes grandma, Dzaka is not naughty really" said the boy smiled, replied with a smile and slightly ruffled his hair.

"Come greetings!" tell Zoya then, Dzaka also according to take his grandmother's hand and then kiss the back of the hand and hug the grandmother.

"Dzaka dear grandma, granny be careful, okay?"

"Okay boss! grandma loves Dzaka too"

Suddenly Abi came to those who were standing at the door, his forehead shriveled as if he was standing there

"Zo, what's the matter?"

"Eh, this Bi. Dzaka wants to stop learning.do not want to send him" Zoya argued

"Oh my grandson, why hm?" abi asked, squatting her body in line with her grandson's tiny body

"Lazy! there's evil Auzar!" his sister, he was singing her lips while folding both hands on her chest.

"Evil? oh my gosh, Mi. it was because of last night" Zoya remembers last night when the two boys had a fight over Dzaka's remote car until the two boys cried hysterically to see the remote fall and damage.

"Sister Auzar is not evil.If we have toys, we must lend them in turn" the grandfather advised

"But engrossed he keeps playing the car" he grumbled

"Let's grandpa nasihatin brother Auzar so as not to repeat the kayak last night yes, now don't be sad"

"Yes kek. salim first" the boy reached out before his grandfather.

Cup

"Dzaka go yes grandpa, granny, assalamualaikum"

"Girishal"

"Zoya go back to Mi, Bi, assalamualaikum"

"Waalaikumsalam, send greetings to Mama Papa"

"Yes, Bi. will follow there, yes, Zoya also wants to come"

Zoya and Dzaka were on their way to Mama Nam's residence and had to take a few minutes to get there. It looked like the afternoon road was quite crowded, maybe because today was a weekend, maybe, time to get together with family even spend time to take a walk.

Thirty minutes later, the car that Zoya was carrying had arrived at the spacious courtyard of the residence. Zoya immediately removed the seatbelt that was wrapped around her son's body, opening the door for the boy until he ran into the house.

"Uncle!! where are you!!" he shouted, obviously very impatient to meet with Uncle Akbar.

"That kid!" zoya shook her head with a smile at her son's departure, he got out of the car and entered the house.

Seemed Akbar who was waiting for his protege, was chatting with Aera in the family room.the more days they get closer to no awkwardness at all while still holding the status of shy cat. suddenly their eardrums caught the sound of a bell belonging to a boy who was screaming

"Uncle! where are you!!"

"That's Dzaka, it's come to him" Aera told Akbar

"Here, Son!!" yell Aera

The boy appeared before them.

"Tante, Uncle, pie-cie" god

"What the hell is Dzak!" Aera began to look timid

"Nearby continue to kayak Umma sama Baba" his god again

"Near what? we were sitting two meters away like this, you little rancid boy" Aera grumbled

"Hahahhahaha" he laughed, I don't know what's funny.

"What is laughing? something funny, huh?" suddenly Zoya appears from behind

"Ra, here as well" Zoya looked at them one by one, there was a faint smile on the corner of the woman's lips

"Hehehe yes"

"Be closer, you guys, ah. Which mama?"

"At the top, don't sneer too dong" complained Aera

"Who's the badger, hahaha"

"Yes Umma, they approached Umma's kayak with Baba" the boy continued

"Eh, why bring Umma Baba"

Pff!!!

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After Zoya's departure leaves them in the living room, Dzaka immediately pulls out his iqro' book from the backpack while occupying his body beside Akbar. Aera who noticed, immediately turned off the television they had watched so as not to interfere with the teaching and learning event.

"Until where was last yesterday?" ask Akbar

"This, Dzaka fold"

"Smart!! we're starting yes"

"Ho'oh" Dzaka nodded

Dzaka also began to read the holy verse of the Qur'an stammering, still focusing on the letters and punctuation to pay attention to the reading tajwid, but Akbar continues to hone his skills by repeating from the beginning.

Like forgotten and invisible to his presence, but did not ignite the girl's body to move away. He also watched the foreign letters and heard the chanting of the holy verse that felt soothing and even very beautiful to hear from a song. Aera had been used to accompany them to teach, so Akbar did not care about the presence of the girl who was still in place.

"Shodaqallah hul'adzim"

Almost an hour of teaching and learning, the study ended well and felt quite satisfied.

"Thank you, Uncle" said Dzaka

"Together you're getting smarter, proud Uncle"

"Heheheheheh, who used to be" said Dzaka proudly. the boy then reached into the book of jus'amma from his backpack and opened it sheet by sheet until he found the folds of paper as a sign of the final reading they had last studied.

"Now we memorize Surah al-ikhlas, has it been memorized yet?" ask Akbar

"It was, but it was beginning to forget. hehehe" he replied cengengesan

"Nothing so we have to repeat and repeat what we are learning in order to continue to stick to our memory"

"Hoo'oh! umma said that too" said the boy

"Indeed, Umma said, we must examine and examine more deeply. repeated the previous learning until we become a child who pin-???"

"Tar!!"

"Good job! tos first"

Plaque!

"Let's start yes"

"Ho'oh"

The second stage of learning, the two people refocused on the other book. Aera who was still paying attention also secretly took his nephew's iqro' and opened it sheet by sheet, staring at the foreign writings that he had not understood.

Increasingly, the boy began to sleepy while memorizing surah al-ikhlas. Akbar who saw it also closed the book and laid the boy on the sofa.

"Yahoooo!! sleepy!"

"Rest, tomorrow we go again"

Dzaka nodded, starting to close his eyes, and immediately Akbar put the small body on the sofa and put the children's belongings into the bag.

"You still here, Ra?" it seems that Akbar just realized the presence of the girl who had been listening and listening

"Am I as small as an ant until Oppa doesn't see me?"

"Ck! I was too focused" Akbar chuckled

Silent, Aera still looked at the handsome face of her naji niece's teacher.

"Oppa, uh,"

"Hm?"

"Tell me to teach"

"Huh???"

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