A Fool Because of God

In the uber-classroom

JKAS. In the uber-classroom

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We can already throw jokes , this is really like a teenager dating . I haven't felt the pain of marriage like my friends have said .

It hasn't been a month to see it

Not tired yet

Especially if you have children .

Many have excessive power over marriage, ' although marriage' is always embraced by everyone . But from the many sides that are feared, of course, there is a beautiful side, like my parents who are so harmonious with sweet moments that they often show me, sometimes small fights because of differences of opinion.

"Yes, Ummi is here" said A Farhan made me circulate my views . Everyone can do it, I mean . "I've mi'?" Ask A Farhan who replied nod "Udah, directly at the meal, he said you made delicious"

The deg!! I glanced at my husband who was looking at me, Is he really cooking? "Whatever's daughter?" Ask Ummi to worry about me. I shook slowly .

"A Farhan really cooked Ummi?" Tanyaku make sure the reply nods without hesitation . I mendelik hear the saying uminya "A Farhan want to learn to cook he said, he came to Ummi's house this afternoon to learn to cook while carrying groceries .

"*Ga must be moved, it's too late, want to go home"

"Princess also likes Aa Farhan's cooking, Chicken cried Princess likes it"

"If it was Ummi who made it"

The deg!! What kind of atmosphere is this . What a fool I'm doing right now .A Farhan patted my shoulder gently making us face to face*

"*Udah wants afternoon, Aa go home first yeah"

"A must be angry, kesel , and before Princess*?" I was afraid I was trying to appreciate it but misdirected.

"*Not to be more dear"

"Ekhem!!"

"Nom"

"Did you remember where nih* is*?" I circulated my view, gazebo there are still some guardians who visit his daughter .

"Ga papa ya , who do not know if we are brother sister, I'm his sister and you're his brother" Ledek A Farhan again .If this isn't in the pesantren I've been squandering on the chest of the field . Don't look at me as a student, I'm a teenager and he's my husband.

"Ga wants to be a sister" I said and turned to Ummi, my second mother . I hugged her tightly . "Sorry yes Ummi can not yet Nemanin son of Ummi, Putri still want to find knowledge" said my reply with a small nod "Ummi was proud of the decision of Nak Putri who was still thinking about his school" .

"Tomorrow A Farhan can not come , must be a meeting with young people who want to be invited to empower the community" his mother explained .

"It's not that A Farhan made the foundation ya Bu"

"Yes, the youth will later name the foundation , many are still lacking, specifically funds" Ummi said making me stunned .

"*That's right! Princess says don't waste it, later if you come here again don't bring anything "

"Yes dear i*"

Both left me sitting in the gazebo . I still think of him who can't come tomorrow 'I think I'll be lonely . Just a moment ago I went back to the dorm. Along the way I feel someone talking about me .

"*That's his son, that's it's "

"The time in the gazebo is friendly, the atmosphere is legal"

"Santri who should behave santri not anyway"

"Don't know what's hot*"

I can only try to pay attention to my hearing. I had to get to my room quickly and meet again with my friends who always supported me .

"*In the peek now, so be envious"

"Wedding is Put*?" Iffah made me silent .

"So the upperclassman talked to me" I need a interlocutor now .

"Who? Said what? I don't know whose opponent it is now"

"Whose name?"

"Ustadz Zahra . Who else?" .

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