When Love Is Afflicting
Who her?

"Later if you go to college outside Negri. Don't you fear Annisa's being treated by people?" ask Calix.

Which guy doesn't have a crush on Annisa. Even Calix actually likes the daughter of the famous Ustadz. Only, Calix did not dare to approach him, because he knew Annisa would definitely reject his love if only in a dating invite. If you take a married girl, Calix is not ready for it.

"I'll put it off until Annisa's done. And while waiting, I can try to open a business" Shaka replied. Successfully make all his friends look at each other, admiring the maturity of Shaka.

"Or maybe I'll cancel my wish. I'll just go to college here" Shaka continued.

"To be a successful person, you don't have to go to college far away" said Salwa, not wanting Shaka to go far outside Negri. Because both of their parents will not be calm to release Shaka away from their eyes.

"That bar" continued Dzaki then plucked the cake presented on the table.

"If I were up to this dear." Shaka kissed Annisa's cheeks in front of their friend's friend.

"You make people jealous" said Hasna, who was still enjoying the cake from earlier.

"Come Calix, halalin the Hasna" cried Ferel without removing his net from the flat object in his hand.

"Got ah! if now. If I am already halalin, must be ready directly nyemplung. Not strong deh faith, bobo both do not do anything" said Calix. Marriage is far from his mind.

"How has Hasna, is ready at what is Calix, hahahaha.

Bukh!

"Ferel, you stained the mind of a virgin child" Annesas wrathfully struck Ferel's arm who happened to be sitting beside him as well.

"You are still a virgin" said Ferel.

"I'm still a virgin huh, guaranteed a thousand percent" snorted Annisa.

"If thirty percent I'm sure, a thousand percent is impossible. Shaka time is not...."

Ferel could not continue his sentence because Annisa had stuffed him with pieces of cake.

"That's a secret" Annisa turned the lazy eyeball towards Ferel.

"Like us, baby!" Shaka pulled Annisa's body into his arms, peeking back at his wife's cheek from the side.

"Married to Salwa" Ferel arrived after swallowing food in his mouth, because he saw the romance of Shaka and Annisa.

"Make Ferel's crossbeam!, immediately play with marriage and marriage" Annisa's anxiety again, pinching her cousin's waist.

"Sick, Annisa!" ferel shouted as he rubbed the rubbing of Annisa's pinch on his waist.

"From now on you guys talk strangely continue, sin knows" said Annisa.

**

"Aisha, I cannot marry you like the will of the late Bang Hilman to me. But don't I'll take care of you, we can be brothers" Furqon told the girl standing in front of him.

Two weeks ago, Hilman, the sabahat of Thariq, Brother Furqon himself had died. Leaving behind a sister named Aisha and a wife named Hindun.

"I understand" Aisyah reviewed her smile behind her face-covering cloth.

"I'll take you back to Indonesia. There you can stay with my parents. Because it is impossible if we live together without the bond of marriage" Furqon said again.

"May I come to Indonesia. I want to live there too." Suddenly Hindun came to connect their conversation.

Furqon and Aisyah both turned to look at the twenty-nine-year-old woman, and then Aisyah and Furqon looked at each other, just for a moment.

Furqon commented on his smile, "of course I can" he said. Can not bear to refuse the request of the new woman in her husband's residence.Raut Hindun's face immediately sparkled.

**

Three weeks passed, after the time of Iddah Hindun. Furqon also brought Aisyah and Hindun to Indonesia. The two women will live in Furqon's parents' own home. Because it was impossible to let go of the two women to live together somewhere else. The two women had not yet mastered the area, and their language did not understand everything.

"Furqon, why did you bring the two women here?. What do our neighbors say?" umi asked Fadilah to Furqon in the room.

"I also confused Umi. Bang Hilman, his older brother Aisyah herself left Aisyah to me. And the late wife of Bang Hilman also asked to come along. And also, there's no way I can take care of those two women Umi" Furqon replied.

"Then marry one of them" said Abi Munzir.

Furqon fell silent and turned his gaze towards Abi Munzir.

"I can't, Abi" Furqon refused.

"Are you still expecting Annisa?. Annisa is married to Furqon" Abi Munzir said.

Furqon sighed, silently not answering her Abi question.

Abi Munzir and Umi Fadilah both sighed to see Furqon silent. It turns out that their son still loves Annisa and expects her.

"Abi, Umi, Furqon go first. Bang Thariq had Furqon help him with the shop" said Furqon standing from his seat.

"Assalamu alaikum Umi, Abi" Furqon said again and immediately came out of his parents' room.

"What should we do?" asked Umi Fadilah pity to see his son.

"Abi also does not know, Umi" replied Abi Munzir also confused.

Furqon who had left the house, went straight into the car parked in front of the house, and immediately did it. There was no definite goal, Furqon wanted to find a fresh breeze that could accadem his feelings. And finally Furqon parked his car in the parking lot of the city square. Furqon got out of the car, stepped into the front of the car, leaning his body to his feet. Ten years passed, the town square did not change much. The available stage positions there are still the same. Furqon continued to look towards that stage. The stage where he watched a little girl chant the holy verse of the Qur'an with her sweet voice, which made Furqon fall in love at that time.

"Wad-duha"

(By duha time).

"Wal-Laili iza only"

(By night when it is silent).

Slowly Furqon frowned, hearing the melodious voice of a woman reciting the holy verse of the Qur'an through loudspeakers from the mosque around the square.

'That sound. What taught you Annisa?' inner Furqon asked. His heart immediately beat rapidly for a moment.

"Ma wadda 'aka rabbuka wama qala"

(Your Lord did not abandon you 'Muhammad' nor did he hate you).

"Wa lal - afterlife Khairul laka minal ula"

(Really, the latter is better for you than the beginning).

"Annisa" murmured Furqon involuntarily stepping his feet towards the mosque in the square. It turns out that in the mosque there is a teaching activity for children. Furqon also noticed a woman sitting holding a microphone facing the child. Furqon could not see the woman's face, as it turned her back.

'Who is he?, it doesn't seem like Annisa. But why does her voice look so similar to Annisa's?' inner Furqon.

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