When Love Is Afflicting
Bothering

"Annisa is your book, said Ustadz Furqon. If you don't go back in during her class, she'll send a call to your parents" Hasna said, putting Annisa's PR book on their desk.

"Say the same Ustadz Furqon, so that he does not teach any more in our class. He invited illness for me" replied Annisa lightly, as if he was the one in charge of that school.

"You're the one who said, why did you tell me?" cetus Hasna's.

"Why did you tell Ustadz Furqon to tell me that?" ask Annisa.

"Ustadz Furqon's, teacher...Annisa!" gaam Hasna's. Doesn't like to see Annisa turn wayward just because she's in love.

"I want to change schools. If I see him every day, I'll find it hard to move on from him. But, it turns out that my move had to be delayed first. Mama's husband moved duty outside Negri. My mother could not take me there. And the school there must be very different. There is no Islamic school, certainly all students show all the awrah" explained Annisa.

His stepfather moved to a non-Muslim majority country. Of course, if Annisa also moved abroad, it must be a consideration of Annisa and her parents.

"Why not move to a boarding school?" asked Salwa from her stool.

"I don't know, I think I want to go far. Perhaps in such a way, this love magnet inside does not work anymore to want to have it. If I were close by, I would want to see it, even from a distance" Annisa replied.

Hasna and Salwa both sighed.

"Assalamu aleikum."

"Greetings, Ustadz!" exclaim all the students in the class were slow and hesitant to see Furqon arrive into their class. It's not Furqon's lesson time.

"I exchanged hours of study with Maulida's mother, because she had sudden interest" Furqon said, seeing the confused faces of all the students in the class.

"Ustadz, excuse me to go to the toilet." Annisa raised one hand as she spoke to Furqon who was standing in front of the class. Annisa doesn't want to take any lessons from Furqon. Annisa didn't want to see Furqon for long, because it wasn't good for her liver and heart health.

"Sit down!" furqon firmly saw Annisa standing up. Furqon tau Annisa just reasoned to go to the toilet, to avoid it.

"So I've been...."

"Please go out, and I'll guarantee you won't go to class even if you get good grades!."

Annisa instantly fell silent and looked at Furqon with glassy eyes. Annisa doesn't believe, if Furqon will nag her all that long.

"Or you want me to call your parents to school. Because you never got in my study hours?" furqon.

Successfully made Annisa sit her body back on her bench. Although her father was kind and humorous, but Annisa was very afraid if her father scolded her.

Furqon started the lesson today. Annisa who was sitting on her stool just sat quietly lowered her head, without listening to Furqon explain the subject matter.

Seeing that, Furqon could only sigh at him.

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The bell for school was ringing. All the students and students were out of their classes, including Annisa, Hasna and Salwa. The three teenage girls who were always together at the school, walked hand in hand, so that the person walking behind them could not pass.

"Annisa!"

Annisa who was called immediately turned her head towards the source of the voice. Annisa's smile instantly expands, seeing the woman she misses so much coming to pick her up for school.

"Mama is also very confused with you, baby" Aqeela replied, rubbing Annisa's head and then peeking at her daughter's forehead.

"Annisa wants to come with Mama. Take Annisa out of Negri ya Ma" talked Annisa in the wake of her crying.

"Yes, honey. But I can't now. Om Abbas his can not bring Mama to move there. Om Abbas he had to find a place to live first, and take care of all the moves Mama. After that, your mother can take you there. That's why Mama moved to this city for a while" explained Aqeela.

Abbas was the second husband of Aqeela, her mother Annisa herself.

"Why should it be like that, why not just now" said Annisa, no longer at home at the school.

"What's the matter?, do you have any problems at this school?." Aqeela watched Annisa's face intensely.

Annisa shook her head.

"Assalamu aleikum Aunty!."

"Walaikum salam" Aqeela replied, turning her gaze to the face of the man standing in front of her, while Annisa, who knew the voice of the man, was silent and did not return her greeting.

"Furqon" said Aqeela expanding her smile.

"How are you, Auntie?" ask Furqon kindly. Although it had not met for a long time, but Furqon still knew the woman who still looked beautiful.

"Alhamdulillah, good son of Furqon. How's yours?" ask back Ajeela.

"Alhamdulillah, good Aunt" replied Furqon.

"Aunty heard you and Yasmin both agreed to get married as soon as possible. If it can be accelerated even more, mumpung Aunty is still here. Aunty could have more time to help with her preparations" Aqeela said.

"If I am, whenever Auntie is ready. Only Yasmin left, when had time to go back to Indonesia." Furqon spoke while glancing at Annisa who was still spoiled in need of Aqeela.

"Yes too, Yasmin had a hard time managing her time."

"Ma, let's go home" Annisa said. Annisa's ears are hot to hear the talk of her Mama and Furqon, about the matchmaking Furqon and Yasmin who will soon be inaugurated with marriage.

"After Annisa, Mama still wants to chat with Ustadz Furqon" Aqeela declined. His daughter was very disrespectful to take him home while people were still chatting.

"Yes, Annisa got to the car first" Annisa said, taking the car keys out of her Mama's hand, then gawking away.

"Tante, there's something I want to talk about Annisa" Furqon said after Annisa left.

"What's wrong?, is Annisa in trouble?." Aqeela's face instantly turned worried.

"Yes, Auntie" Furqon replied to be unwell." Annisa often fights in school, and also does not want to enter the class during my study hours. I wanted to convey this to Ustadz Bilal. But when I meet Aunty, I better deliver it to Auntie. And I thought, fellow women would definitely understand more."

Aqeela was silent for a while with a frown, thinking it was appropriate for Annisa to want to change schools.

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