When Love Is Afflicting
Why quit?

"Yes tabtab...."

dunk dunk dunk !

"Wa dalla..."

Dunk dunk dunk!

"Yes yi'ulla anat ghoiyarta 'alaih..."

Dunk tarak ain't dunk!

"Ana azza 'al awalla....

"Yes tabtab..."

"Ikh ! Annisa, really brisik!" lamented Hasna.

Just morning Annisa was already noisy in class, singing while hitting the table with her eyes closed.

"Ulul dah ana barduh sa 'at bihalat..."

Annisa still continued to sing not listening to Hasna complaining beside her.

"Annisaaaa!" hasna shouted annoyed and instantly fell silent as she saw Furqon enter the classroom.

While Annisa who did not know the arrival of Furqon, continued to sing with her merdunya voice while hitting the table as her drum.

"Min Fina 'ala haluh kulli au 'at. dah ta abni 'awi thalla 'aini..."

"Ulten dah ana barduh sa 'at bihalat.. marrat za 'al marrat diluh 'aini.min fina 'ala haluh kulli au 'at..dah ta abni 'awi thalla 'aini..."

"Yes tabtab...."

Prok prok!

Annisa immediately opened her eyes when she heard the sound of applause in front of the class.

"Wa dalla . Uh! ustadz Furqon" Annisa's grinned as she scratched her neck. Seeing Furqon standing in front of the class while watching him with an expressionless flat face.

"Why stop?" ask Furqon.

Annisa scratched her neck again while the grin was unclear.

"Let's sing again" Furqon said.

"Shy, ustadz" replied Annisa turning her gaze to the entire class, seeing her friend who had been stalling a smile holding back a laugh.

Furqon shook her head and walked towards the teacher's desk, astonished at Annisa's behavior. Furqon also does not deny if the voice of Annisa when singing was very good and melodious, true again singing.

"Chairman of the class, collect his PR" Furqon orders.

Annisa immediately stood up from her chair, walking backwards to collect her friend's PR.

'How can he be class president?' inner Furqon notices Annisa who is busy collecting her friend's book, then takes her to the teacher's desk.

Seeing Annisa's behavior singing loud while hitting the table, Furqon thought Annisa was a student who always had a fuss in class. But this was even Annisa who became the class leader in that class.

''It's a handsome ustadz " said Annisa smiling sweetly as she placed the stack of books in her hands on Furqon's table.

Furqon did not reply, choosing to stand up from his chair walking towards the blackboard. Seeing that, Annisa pursed her lips, then stepped back into her chair.

The lesson began, All the students who were filled with the woman, silently listened to the lesson Furqon explained on the board.

**

Annisa, who was neat with her school uniform, went straight out of the room down the stairs to the bottom of the house, towards the dining table.

"Assalamu aleikum Umi is beautiful, Daddy is handsome!" sapa Annisa sat her body in one of the empty chairs, seeing Umi and her father already at the dining table.

"I look beautiful, don't I, Umi ?." Annisa widened her smile towards Umi Hani, putting on a pretty face.

"It is forbidden for a schoolgirl to wear striking makeup to school" Ustadz Bilal said, staring intently at Annisa. His daughter always wanted to break school rules.

Annisa pursed her lips, "but wearing a wedge in the eye line was the law of the Father Sunnah, time was forbidden" Defa Annisa.

"Sunnah is worn when it is among women, in front of her husband or mahram. But I'm sure, Annisa wears a prick to tease the boys at school. Now enter the room, remove your thick wedge and powder" said Ustadz Bilal.

Annisa further pursed her lips, standing up from her chair walking stomping her feet back into her room.

"Feelings when I was in puberty didn't go that way?" said Umi Hani.

"You are worse, you dare to shoot me in public, you are lucky not to die" replied Ustadz Bilal and then feed the food into his mouth.

"Abang anyway, like it but the selling snobs are expensive" replied Umi Hani smiling.

Before long, Annisa had already returned to the dining table, still with pursed lips, looking at ustadz Bilal and uni Hani with narrowed eyes. Without speaking, Annisa ate the food in front of her. When she finished, Annisa stood up from her chair.

"Assalamu aleikum!" pamit Annisa covered ustadz Bilal and Umi Hani alternately and immediately gawked away.

Arriving at school, Annisa gets off the car that takes her to school. Seeing Furqon in the parking lot, Annisa immediately ran towards the man.

"Assalamu alaikum ustadz handsome!, good morning love!" hello Annisa smiled sweetly.

'Furqon's inner 'Astaqfirulloh' lowered his gaze upon meeting Annisa's eyes.

"Greetings from Annisa, what's wrong?" reply Furqon while asking.

Annisa did not reply, she widened her smile even more. Then Annisa stretched out her hidden hand just behind her waist.

"This is for ustadz" Annisa said.

Furqon directed his gaze toward the hand of Annisa who was in front of him. Furqon frowned looking at a fastel green tasbih in the palm of the girl's hand.

Seeing Furqon silent, Annisa raised her hand letting the beads hang.

"It's one of my favorite things, it's a Mother's gift to me when I win a school competition. I give this to ustadz, wishing that we were united in the remembrance of the same love" Annisa smiled sincerely.

Furqon froze and looked at Annisa's face.

"Let's take ustadz." Annisa clucked, then pulled the cloth next to Furqon's sleeve, placed the prayer beads over the man's palm. Then Annisa ran towards her class.

Furqon, who was still sculpting in place, looked at the prayer beads Annisa gave in her hand with an unreadable look. Furqon slowly grasped the prayer beads, then stepped his feet toward the teacher's room.

While Annisa who had arrived at her class, sat down and smiled an indistinct smile, making her classmates look at each other, astonished to see Annisa late this acting even more strange.

"In the morning it was trance this child" said Hasna who had just come with Salwa.

"Later he was also tired of his own ngefans same ustadz Furqon. Who had passed by was also that, just a moment of his crush" Salwa replied, sitting her body in a chair and storing her bag into a drawer.

"This time I really fell in love. Oh Allah, handsome really ustadz Furqon" said Annisa heard the voice of Hasna and Salwa talking about it.

"Tumben he heard us talking" Hasna said.

"Maybe he just did ear fluid suction times" Salwa replied.

Annisa's smiling face immediately turned flat and pointed it towards Salwa.

"So you think I've been up all this time?" anxious Annisa, speaking holding her waist.

"For so long your hearing is often not working" Salwa replied.

Annisa grunting.

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