The Mystery of the Two Rings Behind the Collapse of the Andalusian Palace
Part 2

     At dawn, I began to wake up when I heard a melodious voice that continued to reverberate until it touched my heart and let me leave my dreamland which is so beautiful that it is still stored in the memory of the mind.

     After my eyes opened wide, I began to lift my body and lower my feet on the floor of the house so cold that I had to lift my legs back up.

     then hang my feet on my pink mattress with a red rose. I began to shift my body that was still sitting on my warm sperm bed.

     My hand is now opening the small drawer of my study table, which is located next to my headboard, then put on my soft-haired slippers and covered my toes with a pink bunny head.

         "This is the example." 😋

     I went straight to the bathroom located in my room and faced a few meters to the right of my bed.

     Now I'm wudhu, immediately, the ceramics in my bathroom are pink which amazes my friend the most - wonder is all the objects or accessories in my room are pink so do not be surprised because my favorite color is pink.

     Whether it is pink which has a bright color, such as pink fanta or pink which is not too bright.

     After ablution, I took my face which was located at the foot of my bed. After wearing the mukena, I now begin to roll out my prayer face to the qibla to face the creator solemnly.

     Oh yea! actually, I prefer to pray alone in dark conditions, but because of this, I also started praying in a light state. So when I wanted to worship Him, I chose to turn off some of the lights in my room.

     After the prayer, I now began to sit cross-legged while raising my hands up and aligning them with my face.

     After praying, I immediately prepared - ready to take a shower to go to school, while the clock has shown at half-seven in the morning. I hurriedly took my hand which was located in my closet. My brood just finished washing two days ago.

     After taking a sip, I now started heading to the bathroom. After taking a bath my body feels very cool, my eyes are now a little narrowed when the sunlight starts to enter through the cracks of my bedroom window.

     After putting on my school uniform on Saturday, I put on my black hood and started to walk to the window to open it.

      Now I'm starting to feel the fresh air of racing - the race coming into my nose. Not long after, I heard the sweet finch chirping and made me want to last longer.

     "Hi Aisha!!! just daydream! later you go to school late." cried Simirha.

     He was my next door neighbor. He was my friend when he was SD. Because our school is now different I also find it difficult to be closer to her. After school, we were busy with our own business.

"Assalamualaikum everyone, 🤗 introduce my name Simirha."  😊

     Even though we were neighbors, we only had time to say hello and ask for news.we can only play on Sunday, if not too busy. We have the same age, so after school we are busy with various PR that makes me almost sick and want to ignore it.

     But I remember my parents who kept working for me from day to night.

     "Can I give them bad value in front of them? will I have the heart to crush their great hopes for me as the first child in my family?" my eyes began to glaze over as I remembered it all. Because I know, I was born from a wealthy family despite living in simple conditions.

     "Hi Aisha!!! you were intentionally? diemin me," he began to get angry and yelled at me with a harsh tone.

     "Sorry, Mirha! I've been on you since, because I'm excited from earlier! sorry dad? plis.." I began to blink my eyes repeatedly with a smile so that he could not hold his laugh anymore.

    His laughter began to echo and deafen my ears so I had to cover them with both hands. When I did that, he became even more furious with me.

     He started picking small star fruit on the branch of an immature tree beside him and started throwing it at me.

     I smiled too, because my friend smiled again. Just because of my silly expression that I deliberately made - make her anger subside. Without me realizing it turned out my cheeks had raised a red hue on my skin that was milky white to make it easier for him to know my feelings were happy or sad.

    "Dear of it!" my mother said after opening the door to my room and entered and went straight to me who was still busy talking to Mirha.

     When mom looks out the window "eh Mirha! ready for school, huh? see, Aisyah's still not wearing a school veil. So if eating should be called always, so his body is never fat - the fattest when beaten a little sick" said the mother while continuing to mash me.

     I started to get angry because everything you said was a lie.

   "H mother! really nice bum! though Aisyah is not like that, what else Aisyah pinter silat and won the champion one yesterday at school." said I did not accept with my own mother's words.

     "Yes there change your veil, the ashes eat. I've prepared your favorite fried rice," said my mother while seducing me.

"This is Aisyah's favorite fried rice made by mother."

     I became happy with what my mother said, and began to look at the pink clock hanging on the wall of my room. My eyes widened as I looked at the number indicated by the clockwork.

     "What's? it's seven o'clock!" I started to panic and rushed to change my hood. Then I started carrying school stuff in my bag that I had picked up last night.

     After I finished I went to the dinner table and saw my sister who was chewing her breakfast in the morning.

     I sat on the chair and immediately chewed my favorite breakfast voraciously. After eating I gulped down some water and rushed to school on my favorite pink Mio motorbike.

     This bike is very much taken care of so it always sparkles every day because I am not bored - tired of washing it until many of my friends who praise the cleanliness of the Mioku motor.

     I just turned on my motorbike, my mom was screaming my name.

     "Dear of it! drink your warm milk first, son, so that you are healthier and focused on learning" said my mother.

     I drank it down and put the empty glass back into my mother's hands. Don't forget I kissed my mom's hand just riding my bike.

     In the middle of the road I saw Iqlima, my sister who finished eating immediately left first without saying goodbye to me.

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Star has a question... 😎

🌠 Kira - I guess when you were in school was the thing you didn't like the most like Aisyah? it's a school assignment.

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