HIJAIYAH LOVE
Annisa's Return
As usual when traveling out of town for tauziah event, before dawn time arrived, the group Kyai Waffiq has reached back to the pesantren.
They immediately headed to the mosque to perform dawn prayers.
From a distance when a girl stepped foot to follow the congregational prayer, her eyes were shocked by a figure who was no stranger to her.
" That's the polar right, wah mampus I, apparently the speech umi do not play, today I go home with the polar bear. I have to find a way to refuse the umi command." muttered Annisa continued to continue her footsteps towards the mosque.
While Azzam saw Nisa walking into the mosque, this cold man kept looking at Annisa until Nisa took the line of shaf.
" Woiii bengong, patient bro later will also meet camer." ledek Hanafi when he found Azzam was staring at Annisa.
" It's so noisy that you're Han, just be careful if you look at him all the way again. From today don't try deketin or talk to Nisa again, understand?" azzam said with a sharp tone as if burning with jealousy.
" Ha ha ha ha. What the fuck is this wearing ngarang all. Jealousy yaaa ha ha ha.... Are you sure Nisa will accept you, bro?" sahut Hanafi joking.
Regardless of Hanafi's ledge, Azzam immediately entered the mosque, and this time he became its imam.
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" Ma, papa's day off at the office. Mama cook a lot yes, our daughter will return home today, with the son of the owner of the boarding school where Nisa is in please." said Amir approached Devi who was struggling in the kitchen.
" Are you right, Nisa, we're going home today?? papa's not kidding, is he?? Is it pa ??" devi asked in surprise mixed with happiness.
Amir nodded and returned a smile to his wife. Devi hugged Amir and shed her happiness that could not be hidden.
" Thank God, God, You have finally returned our Nisa" said Devi in tears, giving thanks.
After hugging the husband full of days and happy, Devi again continues to prepare to cook all the favorite menu of her beloved daughter..The waiter was ordered to immediately go to the market to add a list of groceries to make Annisa's favorite menu.
Amir looks happy to see the face of Devi who for a few days was overwhelmed with sadness, now a happy aura was drawn on the face of the middle-aged woman.
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At the Kyai Waffiq residence, everyone seemed to be enjoying breakfast together. While Annisa does not seem to enjoy the food in front of her. The food was just in a formless stirring.
" Nisa why, son, why is the food just stirred so well, is the cuisine umi not good?" ask umi Fatimah.
" Ehh, I'm sorry umi, Nisa's just full. Umi cuisine is really good." replied Annisa nervously.
" If not hungry should not take food, rather than just stirred so, mubadzir right." said Azzam ketus, while focusing on the food.
" Yes yes I eat, take it really." said Nisa pouted, putting a spoonful of food into her mouth by force.
" Zam.... It's not like it advises women, it's softer dong, isn't it abi?" said Umi Fatimah, and Kyai Waffiq nodded with a smile, confirming the words of the wife.
That morning Annisa's frustration grew, her heart continued to rage to find a way to not Azzam who drove her.
A moment of breakfast together was finished with silence without sound and chatter.
Nisa helps umi Fatimah beberes dishes and other cutlery kedapur.
" Don't want to, let umi take care of it, Nisa go get ready, put on the clothes you've prepared." said Fatimah, taking the plate in Annisa's hand.
" Can't, I've no permission. Today go home with me. No need to look for alesan or no point." suddenly the sound of Azzam's exclamation shocked the heart of Annisa, this beautiful woman was made.
" What the heck ngaggetin, I'm going to ask the same umi, not ask you?" annisa's reply was upset that she had been shocked.
" The answer is no, no bo leh, fahimna??" exclaimed Azzam ketus with a face no less upset than Annisa.
Azzam went to his room to prepare.
" It's good to go home with Hanafi, from today I'll be watching you." azzam grumbled while wearing a set of light blue kurta and seven-eighths sleeves in black trousers.
Annisa returned to the room feeling covetous, as Azzam continued to arrange it.
" Basic polar bear, who he is, dare to beat me." grumbled Annisa wearing a dress given by umi Fatimah. A syar'i robe with a mustard color niqab. The aura of Annisa's beauty that was covered in the niqab, increasingly made her look beautiful and graceful.
Annisa came out of Safa's room after tidying up the room, as she first came, neatly and cleanly arranged. A letter Nisa also slipped in the corner of Safa's photo frame arranged on the table.
" Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullahi wa barakaatuh....
Dear Safa my sister. Earlier I said a lot of thanks, because without your permission, have been presumptuous to occupy your room. Thank you so much that I have infinitely said, because your extended family has been willing to accommodate and care for me while I am here. Although we have never met, I hope that next time God allows us to meet, so that I can say thank you in person, may God always protect you wherever you are, my sister.
Greetings and Jazzaqillah Khair ....
Annise."
Such was the sound of a short message that Nisa slipped on a piece of paper for Safa.
" Umi thank you for taking good care of Nisa while Nisa is here. Sorry if Nisa made a lot of mistakes and brought himiks." said Annisa berambit while hugging the body of Fatimah Umi while sobbing.
" Umi is also grateful that God has presented to fill the emptiness of our family, send us greetings to parents nak Nisa yes." umi Fatimah slowly released Annisa's embrace.
Then Annisa cupped her hands together to Kyai Waffiq, and Kyai gave a brief tip to Annisa.
" Stay Istiqomah in migrating in the path of Allah whatever Nisa is doing and experiencing. Never leave prayer, because prayer is our only helper. Hijrah is not easy need process and hard work, the message abi be a woman of prayer for both parents and your future husband"
Then with a heavy heart Nisa walked out of the house, there Nur and several other santriwati were standing in line to shake hands with Annisa, all tears accompanied the departure of Nisa.
" Azzam brought back Nisa's mother back, huh hiks.." Nur told Azzam.
Annisa's eyes glared at Nur's words, in her heart shocked why everyone was so hopeful of her with Azzam, the polar ustadz.
Azzam and Annisa get in the car but do not sit in a row, Annisa sits in the back seat, while Azzam drives the black Alphard to the residence of Annisa's parents.
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