When Love Is Afflicting
Angel of heaven

Annisa and Hasna both walked towards their class. Along the way Annisa kept smiling while hugging her best friend's arm with her eyes closed. His mind floated up to the garden of paradise that is so beautiful in colorful flowers, with a vast expanse of green grass. There are waterfalls and rivers, and many butterflies flying.

"Hasna, Annisa why?" salwa asked, seeing Annisa coming with Hasna. Annisa smiled a smile with her eyes closed.

Salwa is also Annisa's best friend at school, the three of them are very close.

"It seems again in love" answered Hasna, sitting Annisa on her bench.

"Which other man is in his cab." Salwa shook her head.

It seems that the higher the knowledge of their friend's religion, the stronger the shetan who seduced him. You see, in addition to Annisa is the daughter of a famous ustadz, Annisa also studied at the boarding school owned by Umi, aka his beloved wife.

"Today we have the arrival of a new Master, he said handsomely" Hasna replied.

"Anyway" Salwa replied.

Annisa who was sitting next to Hasna, it seemed like her hearing was no longer working. Annisa is busy wading through her beautiful dream with the Bidara who is almost similar to the Arab prince.

The students in the class were already crowded, the bench was already filled to the brim, and the sign bell had rung. But that did not awaken Annisa from her imaginary world.

"Assalamu aleikum!"

"Greetings, Paaaak!" all the students in the class were hesitant. The class was suddenly silent, looking at the Teacher who entered their class, they had never seen the male Teacher.

While Annisa who realized from her beautiful dream immediately opened her eyelids, and directed her gaze toward the handsome man who had managed to divert her World.

"Greetings lady, handsome" Annisa returned the greetings of the man standing in front of the class, though late. Annisa grew more and more her smile, then bit her lower lip, clenched both hands put it on the side of her cheeks, then under the table her feet turned, Annisa gregetan himself.

"Oh!" annisa's unknowingly. The reflexes of all his classmates turned towards him.

"You, who aih aih!. Forward now" the handsome man orders that put both his hands into the pocket of his loose-fitting pants.

Annisa was still smiling a silent smile on her stool. It turned out that the girl was beautiful and sweet with a rather contained body, not yet fully aware of her dream.

"Annisa, you've been told by Mr. Ganteng ahead, there's a quick one" Hasna whispered to Annisa's ear.

"Me?" Annisa pointed to herself.

"Hm!" Hasna nodded.

Annisa immediately got up from her seat, moving her legs to the front of the class.

Bruk!

"Hahaha....!"

The laughter of the first class students instantly broke seeing Annisa slumped to the floor.

"Ish is sick" Ringis Annisa who sat on the floor, while rubbing both her elbows and knees that hit the floor.

The new teacher who was standing in front of the class, shook his head at the behavior of the High School student, with no intention of helping Annisa.

Annisa stood up from the floor, directed her gaze briefly towards the person who tripped her, then stepped her foot in front of the class.

"Include your name" the man noticed Annisa's face at a glance.

"Remember sir, put your eyes down if you meet the opposite sex" Annisa smiled.

Successfully made the twenty-four-year-old man take a breath and beristigfar in his heart.

"Ehem!" Annisa cleared her throat before introducing her name in front of the class. He is not a new student, but he is still being asked to be introduced. The new teacher should have introduced himself.

"Stop!"

Annisa instantly fell silent and directed her gaze towards the new Master standing beside her. It seemed like the handsome new Master was having a headache, seeing the teacher massaging his temple.

"You're ustadz Bilal's daughter?" asked the new teacher, did not expect that the owner of the school had a daughter whose detail was extraordinary.

"Yes Ustadz" Annisa scowled while scratching her hijab-covered neck."Now it's Mr. Ustadz's turn to introduce himself" he said.

"Please sit!"The new teacher heeded the request of the rancid girl.

"Don't know you, love ustadz!" annisa said again. All the female students in the class nodded in agreement.

Although the school is a high school, but the male and female students in the school are separate classes. So that in the class was filled with all female students.

"Yes Ustadz, dong's introduction!" one of Annisa's classmates.

"Please sit down, if you want to know my name" the new Master told Annisa.

"Each ustadz" Annisa straightened her body and saluted the new Master and went straight back to her stool. Successfully made the new Huru shake their heads.

"Ehem! my name is Muhammad Rashid Al Furqon, commonly called Furqon. Twenty-four Year Old. I think quite an introduction, now we start the lesson."

"Ustad!" Annisa raised one hand up.

"Yes! anybody want to ask Annisa?" ask Furqon.

"Prister Ustadz status?." Annisa smiled as sweet as honey towards Furqon.

"Single, anything else to ask?" Furqon answered, asking.

"Have a candidate, a fiancee or what is Ustadz?. If not, I want to register as a prospective bidadari paradise Ustadz" asked Annisa again in a voice.

Furqan was silent for a while and noticed the look on Annisa's face at a glance. The beautiful girl had a sweet smile.

'Astaqfirulloh' Inner Furqon.

"No need to respond to Ustadz!. Annisa! I love PHP in this handsome guy at school!" salwa Annisa's.

"His name was also an attempt to find a priest candidate" Annisa retorted her lips.

"Ehem! c'mon all! open the book, let's continue your lesson" Furqan set his foot on the teacher's desk, then opened a book he had brought from the teacher's office.

**

"When do you teach him, smoothly?" umi asked Furqon as they were enjoying dinner at the dinner table.

"Surf Umi, that's all she is" Furqan swallowed the last remaining food in her mouth, then drank." True said Umi, female students are more courageous to men" Furqon said.

"Although the male and female classes are separate. But at recess, they are free to blend in the courtyard and in the school cafeteria. Maybe that's the cause of one of them they are not reluctant to be friends or close to the opposite sex. And in that school it doesn't seem like there's been a ban" Furqon said.

"The school was already very much changed after ustadz Bilal held the school. In the past, the school students were all wearing short skirts. As the times progressed, his uniform slowly became closed" Abi Munzir said.

"Maybe Ustadz Bilal did not make that rule, because it is free if the school is not given a border wall on the territory of men and women. But Umi think ustadz Bilal must often remind and forbid male and female students not to be close to each other" said Umi Fadilah.

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