Trust & Love

Trust & Love (005)

So keep your love well and correctly, no matter you are married because of love or only love one of them, if you have been together in the marriage bond then really you are obliged to love each other.

Is it hard to force your heart to fall in love? Study up! because by learning everything will be easy and by learning everything will be beautiful.

Look how kind he is, see how sincere he is, and see how he treats you well and rightly.

The point is that if there is a contract between me and you, it means that we must want to be loved and loved.

That is the answer given by Ustadz Hanan Attaki to a questioner who questions how we can love our partner if we marry on the basis of compulsion and not on the basis of love.

***

This afternoon's study was closed with a do'a led directly by Mr. Kyai as the head of the assembly.

"Ehh Kak Ais, come too. Alone Brother?" greet Farhan with a very friendly smile.

"Ngga, both are Naysila. This again nyariin he wanted to take home, earlier he said to talk to Nurul first."

"Say you mode, Han, Han," replied Andre who had just joined.

"What the hell are you, sirik bae Ndre, upset ya si Nina ga dateng."

"Somewhat, Nina's guy has a ko" Andre said.

"Where did I not see that?"

"Yes it's you don't see, Nina's people are here," Andre touched his chest with his right hand while closing his eyes.

"Dihhhh basic gelo maneh tea, Ndre. (your crazy base, Ndre)."

"Who is crazier than you who every day tell me about her future husband, Naysila?" Cibir Andre turned his face to Aisyah.

"Ehhh, can't your mouth be on the brakes anyway?" Farhan closed Andre's mouth with his hand, considering that the woman in front of him was the kaka of the woman Andre was referring to.

"Already, already! don't quarrel!" Said Aisyah, "yasudah that way, Brother Ais excuse me first yes," said Aisyah.

"Oh let's Kak, send greetings to Neng geulis yah sak," Farhan scratched his head while grinning ala horse.

"Teroossss gas .... Don't give me a saggy shay" chirped Andre, while Aisyah just nodded and replied with a smile and left Andre and Farhan.

"Assalamualaikum" said Aisyah.

"Waalaikumsalam warohmatullah" replied Andre and Farhan simultaneously.

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Naysila pov's

After finishing attending the lecture with Aisyah, I accidentally met Nurul Azizah. The daughter of the founder of the assembly, who is none other than and is not my own friend.

After the event we had made an appointment to chat in the assembly garden, recalling the memories of when we went to the cottage. We who often sleep when listening to ustadz and ustadzah lectures while pretending to write with a book in front of the face as a barrier. We who often pretend to write bald books, even though we are writing poetry.

Nyoret in Indonesian is give/write translation

*While the book of baldness is the Book of Yellow, in Islamic religious education, referring to traditional books that contain Islamic religious lessons taught in Pesantren huts, ranging from fiqh, aqidah, akhlaq, pesantren, arabic grammar, hadith, tafsir, 'ulumul qur'aan, to social and social sciences

So ... Nyoret kubu gundul means (artiin itself yes, don't males lah 😂*)

"Nur, I think I should go home." I said to Nurul while waking up from the chair, "the situation is not good, Kak Ais wait later." I wanted to go home to Nurul even though I still miss him, because we have long missed moments like this.

"Yes .. very dear yes. I still miss being with you." Nurul was a little disappointed because I was in too much of a hurry, actually I was still missing but I felt bad about Kak Aisyah if left to wait too long. Anyway tonight I'm going to go to town again because tomorrow's Monday my leave is up and I have to get back to work as usual.

"Yes Nur, I'm the same. Next time we will gather together, and then Ajakin Nina will too! I really like him," I said expectantly, "laugh as chatty as he is, ahh pity he does not exist, yaudah I came back first yes, send greetings to Nina!" My next.

"Hmpp, okay, okay." Nurul Reply.

We hugged and then I started to leave Nurul waving my hands while stepping back until I didn't feel like my body was hitting something pretty hard.

Brugh

"Aww."

My arms felt a little sore, and sure enough when I turned around I saw the man was cleaning some tools that fell from his container.

"Too the road be careful dong, Mas!" I said full of frustration. He could have hit me, but the road in that place was still very wide. Is he blind? my thinking.

"Nay, are you okay?" Nurul who saw the incident clearly ran straight towards me. Looking at my slightly red hands, "your hands hurt huh?" continued.

"I gpp really," I replied as I stared at him, "he's the one who has no eyes. Wonderful, this wide road is still crashing, his eyes are not used time."

I cursed in annoyance, swearing an oath but there was no reply from him. Is he not angry? why doesn't he get emotional on me.

And I was very surprised when the man I swore was actually looking intensely at Nurul. They looked at each other as if something was being talked about, but in silence. I looked at both of them, for a long time. What are they doing?

"Nurul, are you gpp?" I patted Nurul's shoulder slowly. Nurul who realized immediately wavered and the man also returned to tidying up the objects that were still scattered.

"Gpp Nay, yaudah yu I'm taking you out." Nurul who was nervous even pushed me away leaving the annoying man.

"You know him Nur?" I asked a little kepo. What is the real connection between them?

"Who? That man?" Nurul asked back.

"Who else" I said lazily.

"Oh that, he's just Abah's protege."

"Oh .... Must be the guy's a bum." I asked back while bringing my face closer in front of Nurul.

Silent

"Nur" I waved my hand right in front of his face.

"Huh?" Nurul was surprised.

Since when did Nurul become a lola like this? I know he was very smart and very good at school.

"Yaudah, Nur Lupain! that's Brother Ais already in front of waiting, I went back first yes Assalamualaikum." I said as I walked to meet Aisyah.

"Oh yes, Waalaikumsalam warohmatullah," Nurul said, replying with a sweet smile.

A smile that was always an opium to the people of Adam.