Ustadz Ridwan's Dream

112. The Same Restless

Not much different from Ridwan, in his room, Vishnu also looks the same can not sleep, he looks so restless.

Sometimes sitting, sometimes lying down, sometimes sitting in the front seat of the work desk, sometimes moving again to the sofa in the corner of the room near the glass window of his room.

Vishnu clearly feels the turmoil in him is now very big, fear if later Anisa refused and finally decided to go not know where.

Or Anisa accepts but in the end she still can not maximum protect Anisa as she wants.

Moreover, marriage is definitely not something that can be underestimated and playful.

This is something they should do once in a lifetime.

Vishnu sighed, trying to close his eyes while trying to calm down.

It is reflected again in the mind of how the pale face of Anisa and her trembling body when faced with her family.

Indeed, Vishnu's heart was so full and pity, since childhood Vishnu had indeed felt sorry for Anisa, and this time the sense of it became bigger.

He felt that Anisa was really unlucky in her life.

He was so depressed, confined, and so unhappy.

Anisa, with a face as beautiful as her, who should be lucky to be the youngest child of a gold shop owner quite famous in the area even just looks absolutely can not enjoy his life.

Vishnu opened his eyes again cleavage, he glanced at the wall clock of his room which was almost closer to the number twelve more nights.

In the hours that are approaching early morning, Vishnu has not been able to sleep, this will obviously last until later, maybe even until dawn.

Vishnu got up from his seat, he then chose to turn off the lights of his room until it was completely dark and only the light of the porch light that entered through the glass window.

Vishnu approached his bed, then went up on the bed to lie down.

He sighed again, when every time there was tightness in his chest felt again.

Anika...

So far, how could I not care?

So far, how could I possibly be quiet?

Vishnu felt really sad.

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Nit... Nit...

There was an alarm in room Iis.

Iis opened her eyes which were still covered with extreme drowsiness.

The girl forced herself to get up and sit on her bed.

The drowsiness that is struggling is of course not necessarily the reason Iis cancels his intention to wake up night prayers.

After finishing reading the wake-up prayer, Iis cleavage came down from his bed, his legs dangling down trying to get a pair of sandals in his usual home.

Pink flip-flops with a picture of butterflies then Iis wear and accompany footsteps Iis out of the room.

Crick...

crick...

crick...

The sound of crickets outside the house that is sloppy sounds with the sound of other night insects decorating a quiet night.

Iis continued to take her steps towards the kitchen and then into the bathroom.

Unless he is really tired or is not healthy, then Iis not forcing yourself because giving the right to rest on the body in order to get back healthy is an obligation.

After washing his face and ablution, Iis came out of the bathroom and recited the prayer.

Simultaneously, the creaking of his mother's open door was heard, which did not have to wait long until it was also heard the sound of the footsteps of the mother who approached the kitchen.

"Is..."

Mother who had just appeared in the kitchen when she saw Iis had just rubbed her face because she had finished reading the prayer after ablution.

"Oh, ma'am, how are you awake?"

Ask Iis who because usually his mother will wake up later at three in the morning, and will continue with teaching until dawn.

"And I want to fry chicken for lunch later in the car."

Answer Mother.

"Oh, astaghfirullah, yes Ma'am, I'm sorry, I've forgotten that."

Iis.

Mom looked smiling, though,

"Lha yo is okay, wong is indeed the mother who wants to fry kok Is, right Mother also said what, you are tired from the morning has not rested, so it's better Mom just cook."

Said Mother.

"It's okay, ma'am, I'd be sincere to do it, especially for Mom."

Hearing that Mother clearly sighed immediately, pride and haru mixed into one straight taste.

"So pray first, you'll cancel."

Mother said anyway.

"Sweep the prayer for a moment, ma'am."

Iis.

"Yes." Yeah."

Sahut.

"It's Mommy wants to pray too."

Mother said again.

"Later Iis help prepare provisions for the car Bu, tek pray first."

Iis said again, as if afraid that his mother would be tired alone.

Mom smiled, so,

"Come... Iyo.. there pray, then pray for a mate with Ridwan."

Seloroh Mother who made Iis initially will already enter the room so sulked.

"Well, Ibuuu lhoooo..."

Mother also chuckled.

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