
Mei still cannot believe that she and Leo are back together.
“It turns out that if we are sincere, God will also give a thousand good to us, it is fitting that Leo and Riski like Yalisa, he who has been ill-treated by many parties, not once did he reply,” Inner Mei.
“Yes already, rest May, I will check the state of mother, later I come back here again,” Mei nodded, then Leo came out of the room to the room bu Dita.
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In the afternoon before the magrib, Yalisa who felt that the day was tiring, decided to immediately close the stall.
Given that Riski will visit after the magrib, considering that Yalisa was in a hurry.
After closing the stall, Yalisa came home on foot, because the distance between the stall and his house was only 250 meters.
“If not for the peaceful money from Riski, maybe I will go to the field, to meet my daily living costs, huh... it turns out that behind every event there is always a silver lining,” Inner Yalisa.
Not feeling he had reached the front of the house, Yalisa who was sultry immediately opened the door.
Chequek!!
A krieettt!!!
“Assalamu'alaikum,” says Yalisa.
After he entered the house, Yalisa again locked the door.
He went to his room to get a towel, then rushed to bathe and shampoo his hair, so that later he would be confident sitting near Riski.
When Yalisa was still in the bathroom the sound of Adzan was reverberating, he also took all the time to take ablution water for prayer.
Then Yalisa who had finished bathing, wearing a pajama suit with a picture of pokemon, after which she put on her mukenya and immediately prayed in the living room of her house.
After 5 minutes, Yalisa had finished praying, suddenly from outside someone knocked on her door.
Tok to tok...
“Assalamu'alaikum,” the familiar voice, Yalisa also rose from the top of the prayer mat and opened the door.
Cheeklek, Krieett!!!
“Wa'alaikumussalam,” Yalisa answered Riski's greetings.
“Masya Allah, very beautiful when closing the aurat,” said Riski with a thin smile on her lips.
“Alhamdulillah, thank you for saying I'm beautiful, l.” Yalisa lets Riski in and directs her to sit on the sofa.
Riski who saw near Yalisa prayer mat there was a Yasin asked.
“You want naji huh?”
Yalisa who will open the face also answered.
“Before yes, do not expect, you come quickly, have prayed yet?”
“Already, I prayed in a mosque near here,” said Riski.
“Eh, the mucus is not open,” pinta Riski gently.
“Why?”
“Later her beautiful aura is gone.” said Riski, who made Yalisa blush in embarrassment.
“Iiih, kidding directly from earlier, we can not possibly date while using mukena?”
“Yes yes, you read Yasin ajah first, about the two of us later after Isa also nothing, I am still patiently waiting,” said Riski.
“Pfffff,” Yalisa held back laughter hearing Riski's mutterings.
“Yes already, if so you wait at the front stall of the ajah gang, not here,”
“Loh? Why?”
“I do not PD, if anyone hears me njai, what else is you,” said Yalisa who again sat on the alphabet.
“Sama candidate imam kok shy, already hunted you salaried, Consider me a doll, so you can be free,” said Riski.
“Ya already then,” said Yalisa.
Yalisa then opened his Yasinnya book, and began to teach.
“Wrong, wrong!” Riski.
“Where is Ki?” ask Yalisa confused.
“That's a tasydid in the nun, so the nun is double-read, so Inna, not Ina, okay? every time there's a tasydid sign, it's double, it's Arabic, it's not English, which if there's 2 of the same letters, one of the letters is removed, okay? You understand, right?” terang Riski's.
“OK pak.” said Yalisa who made Riski's face became wry.
“Review,” Riski's word.
“Innaka laminal-mursaline, 'alatim mustaqim.” Yalisa continued reading Yasin of course accompanied by Riski.
Often Yalisa did the wrong pronunciation, Riski who beside her also straightened it, occasionally Riski bluffed her teeth, because Yalisa often made mistakes.
Surah Yasin is so easy and fast to read by Riski, with Yalisa taking a very long time.
“Alhamdulillah, kellar too,” Riski let out a long sigh.
“Thank you Ki, have taught me,” said Yalisa.
“You were a kid when did you do it anyway? Najai ajah can not, in that you can for yourself, if you are a parent, the knowledge that you pass on to your child, return for you too, if you are gone, if you are gone, your son will pray for you, read you the surahs in the Qur'an,” said Riski.
“Sorry, my mother only taught me once in a while, because my mother was busy working in the fields, it was also not enough income, sometimes mother and father had to stay in the fields, and sometimes mother and father had to stay in the fields, in order for pigs not to damage chili or yam planted, let alone for school teaching, eat sometimes mediocre without side dishes.” said Yalisa who was embarrassed, and lowered his head.
Riski swallowed his saliva, he became guilty of already scolding Yalisa, without knowing Yalisa's condition.
“Hem, hem.., sorry I scolded you,"
“You are right, thank you for advising and teaching me,”
“Iya, hummm..., it turns out that God did not wrongly pair every servant,”
“Hah? Meanin?" ask Yalisa confused.
“Lucky you met me, already handsome, good, rich again, hehehehe,” Riski tried to melt the tension that occurred between them.
“Iya, I was lucky,” Yalisa said.
“But Ki, where have you been during your time not going to school?” ask Yalisa curiously.
“Hmmm, nowhere, just family business,”
“Until that long?” ask Yalisa again.
“Already, do not ask again.” I don't know what Riski is hiding, which obviously he is reluctant to answer.
Because the voice of the Adhan of Isya had reverberated, they both performed the prayers of Isya congregation.
After Isya's prayer, Riski kissed her lover's forehead.
“Ki, we just pray loh," said Yalisa.
“Drugs yes worship, kiss ya kiss,” bright Riski.
“Ih! You are negative that is,” explained Yalisa while tidying up the prayer mats and mukenya.
“Don't bacot much, quickly bring rice, I'm hungry,” Riski said.
“You think my home is warteg?!” pekik Yalisa's.
“Warteg?” mummified Riski.
Even so, Yalisa still serves fried rice accompanied by cold sweet tea for both of them.
“Lauknya puffer again?” Riski.
“Sorry sir, this is an orphanage, so it's a potluck, it's you've been lucky to get a bloated fish, try it came last night,”
“Emang last night what side dish?” ask Riski.
“Orek egg, mixed chili powder,” replied Yalisa. Instantly Riski felt compassion for the lover.
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