Friends Towards Heaven
Beutiful In White

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Oi! Which part of the world are you in?

It's been years you and I have been looking for direction,

Many times I fell in love with the South

Put doubts on the west,

Waiting for the east signal,

Until we no longer believe.

I've been tracking a lot of stories, I've also encountered a lot of injuries.

It turns out, in our past story, that hope remains

Are you and I still walking?

Or maybe going home this time will be the answer.

Rhapsody

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Aisha pov.

After the fathan bang left, I shuffled into the house.

I found havva who was busy braining his hp.

"Where's va?"

Havva who was busy with the rectangular object immediately switched focus on looking at me.

"Umi to the ca room, there is someone who wants to be harassed he said. Maybe make your contract too."

I nodded and chose to sit next to Havva.

"Ca, this is great."

Havva showed me a photo of a baby pink dress.

Goody. Around his neck was a small white bead.

The end of his arm was equipped with a small little flower lace.

Graceful but this shirt will look beautiful if worn with a hijab wrapped around the back of the neck.

"Yes good, which other one is va?"

I became enthusiastic to see the dress in the boutique instagram account gallery that we will visit later

"It's ca, it's also a good bangeet."

I saw a dress with a tile that glittered. So far nothing has been in sync with my taste. Everything looks too much.

"Is there anything?"

Havva.

"Hehe hasn't been so neng."

I'm honest with havva.

"Where do you want the cake?"

Havva looked confused.

"I want a simple simple thing va, keep the hijab close the chest."

I expressed my wish to Havva. I remember one of God's words.

ولا يبد ين زينتهن ا لا ما ظهر منها و ليضربن بخمرهن على جيوبهن ولا يبدين زينتهن الا لبعو لتهن او با ا هن

And let them not show their adornment except that which (ordinary) appears from it, let them cover their veil, and show not their adornment except to their husbands or fathers.

I also remember the word of God not to overdo in dressing up because excessive dressing is one of the characteristics of women in the days of jahiliyah first.

و قرن في بيوتكن ول تبر خن تبرج الجا هلية الاولى

And you shall remain in your house, and do not adorn and behave like the old Gentiles.

"Ooh so. Later deh ca, fitting we already nyampe there yes. There's buanyak diasana. From the ordinary to the berniqob."

Havva. I'm a mangosteen.

"Va, can I not?"

I'm asking you to excuse me.

"Oh c, we are used to it all. Sodaraan. Ordinary ajalah ma cave. Kek sia fathan ma gua right, you will be a sodara cave."

I laughed as I looked at the havva who spoke using an exaggerated expression.

Maybe if you look at the figure of havva at a glance will never think that he is a doctor who is able to finish Junior High School and High School in just 4 years.

"Mo nanya paan?"

Havva.

"When does Jonathan come home from Turkey?"

I asked.

"Hmm, two days ago.

So gini ca, I came to Indonesia not because there is no intention. I was told to go home to attend your show. Because indeed your event was compiled six months ago and deliberately kept secret from klen.

Well, that time fathan saw you in the supermarket again buy bodymist. Don't you?"

I nodded my head because I remember very well that time was jealous blindly at the figure of havva who turned out to be cousin brother.

"Well, at that time fathan liatiiin you continued. Until now, the malemnya immediately want to talk to papa for your halalin. Actually papa already tell you first not to tell anyway, more to the request for your application. Automatic the tadpole will. Right in the same direction, same desire tadpole demand."

I laughed even harder when Havva called my brother 'the tadpole'

"Ooo that, so that's when you saw me?"

I'm still asking.

"Look, you don't realize it."

I nodded.

"Don't tell me you're still jealous of me ca. I have long ago wanted to know you. The tadpole who always said it wasn't time."

I laughed again remembering the jealousy story.

"Hahaha, not the va. I know who you are."

Havva glanced at me and I really laughed.

"Ca, I'm going to Umi's room. You are ready. We're leaving."

Havva.

"O yes va, I take a shower first."

I also followed havva's actions.

I stepped into the room.

Arriving in my room I took my phone on the nightstand.

I saw a message from the line app.

"Did you?"

I found out that it was the sender.

I opened a message from bang fathan.

"Sir, later if you have the way to tell brother yes. Let's not wait around for brother."

I smiled reading a message from my brother.

My fingers danced on my phone keyboard, typing a reply to a message sent by bang fathan.

"Siip brother, this is ready to be ready first."

I typed it fast.

Oh yes, just information.

Panggilang 'branch' for bang fathan and 'fadek' for me has indeed been accustomed from childhood because bang fathan often calls me with such a designation. That's why we carry on until we grow up.

I entered the bathroom and started cleaning myself.

I tidied up my clothes and pulled myself in front of the mirror.

After everything felt right, I met havva in the Umi room.

"Well, umi's child is beautiful."

Umi.

"Ah Umi, how is it. Caca leaves mii."

I greet the umi and the havva following my actions.

"Yuk."

I pulled havva's hand.

"You are the one who is driving."

I used to speak non-formally to the havva.

"Yes deng, I know the place of the button neng."

I grinned the horse.

Havva took control and the car started to run quietly.

I pulled out my phone and looked for my brother's contact.

"Abang, it's been on the road already bang."

I typed a short message.

Five minutes later, I was read by my brother.

"Yes deck, with havva, right? Good good adek."

I smile.

"Ha, the mentang mentang yes. The single fi sabilillah cave is what power."

Havva surprised me but I managed to make him laugh.

"Just like me."

I put this rectangular thing back in my bag.

Our trip was spent with a joke and sometimes I teased havva to quickly catch up with me to pick up halal. I'm familiar with havva

"This is va?"

I pointed at the magnificent and luxurious boutique.

"Yes cuy. Get down yuk."

I followed havva's steps.

"Assalamualaik."

Havva and I said hello.

"Moskalamic. Uh, there's mbak havva."

I saw a girl in the same clothes as me.

"Eh, there's nafa. How come it's here anyway? Wasn't this jengnuna's?"

I don't recognize who the jengnuna havva just called.

"Udah no longer mbak, he did not contract anymore. So nafa's the same brother who runs the boutique."

We're mangosteen mangosteen.

"Well, who wants a wedding?"

I was immediately highlighted by havva.

"Hehe, nafa brother."

Nafa. I accepted his hand department.

"Read."

I introduced myself briefly

"So yes nafa, my brother wants a simple wedding dress and shari. Cover your chest and keep it simple yet glamorous."

Yep! Exactly it.

I want what Havva described.

"Ooh, there's a. Here's my brother."

Nafa invited me and showed me some of the various displays of the syar'i dress. Starting from the usual ordinary, to the complete with niqobnya.

For a moment my gaze was stunned at the same white dress that havva described.

The dress model umbrella and date equipped with a tille that is also in line with the basic color of the shirt. So not too flashy.

"Well, sister wants to try that one."

I pointed and was immediately taken by Nafa.

"This brother?"

Nafa.

"Yes this one."

"The dressing room is over there, brother."

I saw the locker room with a classic wooden door. I nodded and entered the room.

Fathan pov's.

I headed straight to the parking lot to start driving to the location in the share to see the clothes for the agreement.

When I got there I just found havva.

Instantly bad thoughts filled my head.

"Assynolajet. Caca where's va?"

I ngos ngosan.

"Moskalamic. Idiih, can't lose his queen." Havva.

"Havva I'm serious."

Havva rolled his eyeballs.

"Read more trying on clothes."

Short havva.

"Sister can try the selected pair of clothes kak Caca."

I was given a white after by this woman.

I looked at him, though,

"This is what I mean."

I think I have the same taste as Caca.

Just wanted to step up, the girls' locker room was open.

I saw the woman who came out of the room stepping gracefully.

She was wearing a white flower dress. Simple yet meaningful.

He put a small crown on his head.

He looks charming.

He was surprised to see me coming.

"My passion."

I was spontaneous because when I saw him his cheeks immediately reddened.

He did not dare look at me.

"May we be quickened?"

Aargh...why did I arrive blakan like this.