Trapped Enchantment Thugs Insaf

Trapped Enchantment Thugs Insaf
70. Misunderstand



Damnit damnit!  How do you get a ride in such a deserted place?  Kasian Aiza if you have to stay here.  His family must be worried about him.


The rain starts to fall.  Akhmar hastened his pace.  “Come, we go ahead there. there's a hut!”


Aiza stared ahead, in the distance there looked a small cottage with a rumbia roof.  It seemed like it was a place that people used to sell fruits.  


“Waaah.  Get there!”  Aiza ngibrit, running fast towards the cottage.he berushaa avoid the rain.


The rain starts to get denser.  Akhmar could not speed up because his legs hurt.  He stepped as he could.  


Aiza had already arrived at the little cottage. He went straight up to the floor made of planks.  It is only one by two meters.  On the front was a table made of wood.  


Right, that place is a place for someone to sell fruits.  Akhmar had just arrived at the little hut when it was raining heavily.  


Aiza sat in the corner, leaning against a board that only covered up to the limit of her shoulders.  The rain makes the weather very cold.  He put down his bag.  Look at the heavy rain.  


“Eeeeh... What do you want?”  aiza's screams looked at Akhmar who was undressing.


“Bed book,” replied Akhmar calmly.


Aiza turned her face, turned her back to Akhmar.  He was not used to seeing men bare-chested.  What else at such a close distance.  


“I use singlet kok,” said Akhmar.


Aiza did not rebuke, but turned her back on Akhmar.  Skin's bristling.  It feels strange to be in one place with men.  There was nobody but them there.  


Oh my God, forgive me!  Aiza bit her lower lip.


‘Allahu Akbar Allahu Akbar.. Allahu Akbar Allahu Akbar..


The sound of Adhan sourced from Aiza's hape echoes melodious.  Shaking hearts.  Aiza was touched to hear it.  He was shocked to recite a prayer during the Adhan after reverberating.  The girl came down near the lip of the roof, approaching the rain.  She touched her hijab brooch to immediately remove it from its place, but stopped when she remembered that she was not alone.  He turned, looking at Akhmar who was sitting nyender.  They exchanged looks.


“Do not mgeliatin!” tell Aiza.


“Loh, why?”  Akhmar raised a confused eyebrow.  How can I not?


“I want wudhu’.”


“There is indeed a ban that says you can not squirm people wudhu?”


Akhmar understood what Aiza meant.  He turned his back and turned his back to Aiza.


Soon Aiza removed the hijab and rolled up her sleeves for ablution.  Rainwater makes it easier for him to do that activity.if there is no rain, go where he will look for water for ablution.  Maybe he will tayamum.


During the ablution, Aiza occasionally looked back, afraid that Akhmar would peek at her.  But safe.  The man did not once peek at him, sitting quietly in his position while massaging his injured leg.


Aiza returned wearing a hijab, socks as well as wearing the hand T-shirts she had stored in the bag.  First he looked for qibla with armed applications in his hape. after that he stood facing the qibla.


“Udah done?” ask Akhmar.


“Udah,” Reply Aiza.


Akhmar turned his seat, facing Aiza again.  “Udah similar to kayak hide umpat aja.”


Aiza pulled the corner of her lips hearing Akhmar's words.  Basic bokan!


Akhmar shifted his seat so as not to come into contact with Aiza.  The girl needed a rather large space for her to pray.  


Achmar watched Aiza, who was praying.  Starting from takbir to the last dahiyat, the girl looked khusyu’, not bothered by the rush of rain.   He sat next to Aiza.  


He watched Aiza's tiny lips move about reciting the holy verses. There was no whisper from Aiza's mouth to her ears because she was defeated by the sound of the occasional rain hitting the front of her seat Aiza.


“Your turn again.  Wudhu there!  why did it get me?”  said Aiza while taking off the gloves and returning them to the bag.


Akhmar remained silent.  He had even forgotten the final reading.  Also read while sitting between two prostrations.


“My feet are really sick.  I can't sit in the prayer position.”


“Ya already, if you can not position the perfect prayer, can sit with another position.  It is easy, the important thing is to pray with a real reading.  While not able to sit alone, can still pray with a lying position kok.”


Akhmar simply exhaled without moving.


Aiza does not rule anymore.  He sat down on the corner.  Since then there have been several trucks and tanks passing by. But Akhmar did not stop him because Aiza was praying, where maybe he stopped the car and got into the car and left Aiza alone.


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