The Pledge of Love Embroidered Heaven

CHAPTER 59. Honeyed

"Nis, where have you been?" jihan asked while massaging his sore hands.

"I just got to C. The law and the terms of the pawn," I said, writing.

"You, Jihan?" I finished my writing activity for a while to see the results of Jihan's resume.

"More. I just got to B. Law and provisions of accounts payable." Jihan pointed at the result of writing her hand.

"Still mending you. I just started resuming the terms of borrowing, "Jovan chimed in.

"Ih, that's mah because you play mulu gadgets. If there is a new Ustadz Azzam tau tau taste. Confiscated rasain!" cerca Jihan, seeing the annoyance of Jovan's behavior realized that delaying his writing activities.

At this time, precisely in the library me and my friend and the genk are working on the task of measuring Fiqh subjects assigned by Ustadz Azzam.

My eyes were trailing to Jovan's writing book, which looked like it had only managed to write half of the sheet. I could only sigh seeing Jovan, she did not change still the same. Still the same malasable.

"If this phone is confiscated. I'll just beg with Nisa" Jo said as she picked up her phone.

I raised my head. "Why me?"

"And you're his wife" said Jovan.

"What if I'm his wife?"

"And I can ask you to help Ustadz Azzam get my phone back. Yeah, not Fey?" Jo elbowed Fey's chest slowly. Jo's just trying to melt the atmosphere. Seeing Fey's attitude was still cold.

"Hm," said Fey coldly.

My eyes were also trailing towards Fey, as Jo teased him.

"It's really bad our friend this one," continued Sadam.

Fey's eyes were trailing to the side, precisely in Sadam's direction.

Sadam dehem, he tried to close his seat a little near Jihan. With a slightly hardened voice Sadam made a sound. "What is the law of the man who inhabited his own brother for more than three days?"

"Yes can not dong, even added sin. So that's haram" Jihan replied.

"Hear that, HARAM. H.A.R.A.M!" Sadam.

Islam keeps the brotherhood of Muslims. Therefore, Allah motivates Muslims to try to make other Muslims as brothers. God says:

“Surely the believers are brothers, therefore make peace between your two brothers (who are at odds).” (QS. Al-Hujurat: 10)

In a relationship is not always smooth, not infrequently there are disputes, errors, and mistakes in a relationship. As a universal religion, Islam also regulates disputes in relationships. That is, if there is a disagreement or error, it should not silence his brother for more than three days. The apostle said:

“It is not lawful for a Muslim to silence his brother for more than three nights, they meet one who turns there and one turns here. And the best among them are those who first say hello.” (Bukhari :8/20, Muslim :4/1984)

From this hadith we can conclude that one can silence no more than three days. Either because of mutual anger, mutual hasad, or prejudice.

In another hadith the Prophet also said:

“The Doors of Heaven are open on Mondays and Thursdays. Then all the servants who do not associate Allah with anything will be forgiven for their sins, except for those between him and his brother. Then it is said, ‘Please forgive these two people until both are at peace, postpone the forgiveness of these two people until both are at peace, postpone the forgiveness of these two people until both are at peace.” (Muslims, 4/1987)

Fey stopped writing. Moving his head turned to Sadam, Jovan, Jihan and his last gaze was dropped on me.

Sadam raised Fey's hand and pointed it at me. But Fey brushed aside, saying, "No need, I can do it myself!" chirps Fey flat.

"If so come dong," pinta Sadam. "A week away, we test you know, already that we will rarely get together again. And I'm sure, after this we'll be busy."

I saw Fey breathing heavily. "Nis, all this time I wasn't mad at you. They just got it wrong." Fey glared at his friends, then looked at me again. "I'm happy when I see you happy. For the past few days. I looked at your smiling face and I knew it was a happy smile. I'm glad to see you like this, Nisa," said Fey sincerely.

"Thank you Fey. I know you're not a good man. Sorry if I ever hurt your heart."

Fey smiled briefly. "Maybe this is fate and the way, Nis. We'll just take it. In this way it might make us both happy."

I saw Fey still playing the bullet he was holding by tapping on the table many times. But his eyes seemed to play, glancing. I was just pretending to write.

"Nisa, don't know why I look like you're so pretty" teased Fey. "You look so beautiful." Fey pulled my nose together, just like what he always did when we were dating.

"Eh honestly Nis you do look different," Jihan said.

"What's the other one?" many confused.

"Yes, I see you're getting happier. It seems very happy to be living together with Ustad Azzam," said Jihan glancing her eyes. He threw a stupid look.

"You don't know Jihan, Nisa's been very.. Fall in love with Ustadz Azzam." Sadam also chimed in on the words of Jihan.

I just smiled knots, and felt that my cheeks were red as a ripe tomato.

"Hm... Her sweet. How does Nisa sleep with ustadz Azzam?" ask Jovan, more nosy.

"Joe!" I growled irritably, pinching Jovan's wrists hard because he spoke so carelessly.

"After this marriage, what are your hopes, Nisa?" Fey is back.

"Either Fey, I haven't thought about anything. I just wish marriage wasn't the end of everything. Well, you know what, right? I still have my ideals. Moreover, our young age is still a lot of hopes and ideals that we want to achieve," I said.

"Goddessa. I'm sure Ustadz Azzam will manage everything well, including your future. He will definitely support your ideals, Nisa," said Fey eagerly.

I turned left and right, looking at the situation of the library room. One by one the students begin to collect their duties on Rivan, whom we refer to as Mr. class president.

"That's the story, let's go on" I said as I reached for the black bullet. But just wanted to write, Jo took my bullet for granted.

"Later first. We're fotbar yuk. It's a memento, because next week we've got a test. And there won't be any more time to collect?" invite Jovan to the spirit of '45.

Sadam hit the table slowly. "agree. Yuk." he said while tidying up his black hair.

"OKAY. I agree too." Fey agreed too.

It seems that I have to give up and obey the wishes of all of them. Huft.

SNAP UP!

SNAP UP!

Many times Jovan took pictures with his cell phone camera.

"Don't take selfies. Tell me who did the photo?" cetus Jovan's.

Jovan gives his cell phone to Rivan who is composing and tidying up his friend's books stacked on the table.

It seems that Jo painstakingly persuaded Rivan until he finally agreed.

SNAP UP! SNAPSHOT.

Our assortment of funny and strange poses are captured as the most pleasant moments. Whether Rivan's shots are good or not, we assure him of all the results with Rivan even though I saw Rivan's sour face when I took the picture. Whatever, obviously today we want to take the moment together we are five.

"Hap!" A hand robs Rivan's phone fast.

"What did I tell you?" azzam asked with a sharp look towards us.

"Belch, Ustadz." Jo dared to open his voice.

Azzam checked the results of our resumans one by one. After he finished, he looked back at the faces of the five of us.

"Your job is not done yet I see. What did you guys do for two hours of lessons?"

I nudged Jo's arm, it's all because of her idea. We should be scolded.

"Whose phone is this? " Azzam raised the flat object high.

He raised a dramatic finger.

"Ustadz, my phone don't confiscate dong, Ustadz?" please Jovan.

Jo stole a glance to look at me timidly. "Nis, help me dong?" he said very softly.

"Where I help, the one who confiscates him is not me. You are sincere. At most ntar was piloted with ustadz," I replied in a whisper, slightly disturbing Jo.

Jo grunted in annoyance.

Ustadz Azzam walked into the midst of his disciples and said, "Now please gather the task that I have given whether it is or has not been completed" Azzam ordered. "For those who have not completed will get a reduction in value."

We can only face the fate of misfortune we must get a reduction in the value of ustadz Azzam.

"Alright because I know you all can't wait to go home. So, today's lesson is enough. I hope you all stay enthusiastic in studying, and my message is not to forget to study... study and study, because the exam is so close," advice Ustadz Azzam before closing the learning activities today.

The books were scattered on the table, I tidied up and put them in the bag, ready to go home soon.

"Guy!"

I raised my face a little, so I could see Sadam. "What?" jovan Sahut.

"Five more days we test" said Sadam.

Jihan sighed softly. "Trus?"

"Yuk we learn together," asked Sadam.

Jihan is also tickling. "Alahh, the turn of the new mepet time to learn together, yesterday-yesterday where to?"

"Heh, I've done it, you're the only one who forgot!" cebik Sadam's.

"Well, I'm lazy to argue." Jihan relented. "Yes, set the clock. I followed you guys as long as it was a positive thing."

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Nine o'clock at night.

For two hours my eyes have been working on simulation exercises. Now I put my head on the table if I feel tired with the series of numbers that are plastered on the matter. My eyes are starting to close. Deserve to shut.

In front, precisely in the living room the television is still on. Azzam watched television as he accompanied me to study exam preparation which was just counting days.

This time my eyes were really heavy. Seeing me so, Azzam shook my body slowly. I snorted furiously.

"Bang, give Nisa a little break. Nisa is tired of one day studying at school, and tonight Nisa must continue again. It felt like Nisa's head was now already billowing thick smoke, Brother!"

"Come," Azzam's voice asked as I looked away from his face.

"Where are you going? Nisa tired... "

My eardrum caught Azzam's laughing voice. "Abang is not taking the road. Anyway, maybe at this hour, you're taking Nisa out."

I'm turning. The eyes feel heavy. "Continue?" ask me to limp, resist endless sleepiness.

Azzam shook his head. "It is very tired, unfortunately until the head is not strong," ledek Azzam.

"Hmmm come here!" He brought back. His hand was patted onto the long sofa next door, where he was sitting at the moment.

I stepped out with a lunglai, sitting near Azzam.

"What?" I looked at him with eyes that looked like a lamp with 5 watts of light.

Azzam gently pulled my body, then placed it on his thighs. I'm not resisting. Even feel comfortable.

His hand rubbed gently on my head. "Darling?" call gently.

"What?"

"Can there be no plans after the exam?"

I close my mouth when I yawn.

The plans? I haven't thought of anything after this exam. What is clear is that I just want to focus on my inner school exam.

"Nothing" I said, shaking.

Azzam smiled, "We're honeymoon darling"

I changed the position of the head to sleep sideways to look straight at Azzam. "Hm, honeymoon?"

Azzam. "After we get married we haven't done that."

Ish, what do you think!

"About where's that beautiful place, that Nisa likes?" Azzam asked me for an opinion.

"Which one do you like? If you like Nisa also like because Nisa knows the best choice of brother." I put on a sweet smile for her.

Actually it's not lazy I responded or suggested a good place for our honeymon.it's just that right now I'm really tired. I need a break. I occasionally flinch because I feel dizzy.

Azzam stopped stroking my head as he looked at my hand that was twitching his forehead many times. "Why, baby, is it sick?"

"Nisa's head is dizzy," I replied flatly.

"This must be because Nisa's soy sauce. Let brother massage." Azzam's hands took turns twitching the area of my head.

Not for a minute have my eyes closed.

"Can you sleep?"

I realized when I heard Dad's voice. My eyes gnashed in shock at Azzam's face above mine. I slowly wake up.

"Abang, that was Dad?" I asked when I saw no one. I even thought I was dreaming.

Azzam. "Yes, it was Ahsan's father."

"Did Nisa sleep?" I rubbed my face.

"There's about half an hour."

"Kasian. Must be tired, right?" I stroked his thigh which I used as a pillow earlier.

"No, brother no problem, dear." His hand was placed on my shoulder. I felt Azzam's hand rub against my shoulder.

"Thank you dear. That's why Nisa can come back again?"

Without Azzam confirming I was lying on his forehead again. He continued to rub my head. I secretly hide a smile, I feel happy if pampered Azzam like this.

I stared at Azzam's face, which was still stroking my head.

"Why are you staring at that brother?"

I smiled as I rubbed his cheek slowly down to the chin. "It turns out Nisa's blind."

Azzam.

"It turns out Nisa's husband is very handsome. Just pantes a lot of fans," I commented.

"My brother's wife is also very beautiful. It's appropriate that you can't turn around." Azzam back teasing.

I blushed in shame. I guess right now my cheeks must be flushed because of the teasing of Azzam. Humm..

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