First Love of Ustadz

First Love of Ustadz
Chapter 41 Peace



"What's the matter, baby?" and Ustad Fariz ran in a hurry to hear the screams of his wife.


"Wire Bie," Rhea said with a sad expression.


"Why honey, are you sick?" Ustad Fariz watched his wife's body from top to bottom and front to back.


"Mmmm.. Rice cooker forget I did not press the on button. Hehehehe, "" Rhea's grin made Fariz's Ustad even more anxious.


Ustad Fariz was so angry at his wife, he pinched her nose and played it to the right and to the left.


"Aaawww. sick Bie..," exclaimed Rhea making Ustad Fariz chuckle.


"Yes we have eaten outside, and we are all driving" Ustad Fariz's invitation was welcomed by Rhea.


"Yeaaay, thanks to Bie" said Rhea happily kissing her husband's right cheek.


With a smile Ustad Fariz placed his index finger on his left cheek. Seeing that Rhea immediately kissed all parts of her husband's face so as not to ask for more.


Ustad Fariz invited Rhea to eat out as she promised. Before they left, they stopped by Umi Sarifah's house to say goodbye to her. Umi tells them not to come home late at night, because Rhea is pregnant.


They did not dare to violate the orders of Umi Sarifah who was their parents in Pondok Pesantren Al-Mukmin.


Their choice ended at the Padang rice stall not far from Pondok Pesantren Al-Mukmin.


Unexpectedly, Mirna and her Uncle were also there. They came when Ustad Fariz and Rhea were eating.


Mirna was burning with jealousy, this afternoon still did not lose her sense of regret seeing them chasing after like a child, but people who know they are a partner for sure they will say that they are very happy.


As of now, Mirna felt the two of them eating together without remembering her.


Wicked you Mas, the wife does not go home instead of being sought out even delicious, friendly with his other wife. You're really outrageous Mas! It must have been the woman who banned Mas Fariz from picking me up. Just wait for my revenge.


"Mir, this is the side dish. Let's go home," asked Mr. Ratmo while resuscitating Mirna's daydreams.


"But that-"


"Well Mir, you want to interrupt them eating? You are not ashamed to see so many people. Come on!" Mr. Ratmo pulled his nephew's hand.


Mirna was forced to follow her Uncle away from that place because Uncle Mirna's hand was very strong at pulling him. Though according to Mirna it was a good moment to humiliate Rhea in public.


"Myrna, Uncle hope you don't embarrass yourself. You've done enough all this time. Please do not make Uncle Mir ashamed, you should be able to be an example of Uncle's children who are also women like you. Their mother is no longer there, please set a good example for them" Mr Ratmo said.


"This uncle why the hell? Uncle didn't see them? They both ate voraciously without remembering I wasn't home. Mas Fariz also why not look for me, when he must know I am here," said Mirna who still feels right.


"She knows you're here. But he won't pick you up" replied Mr. Ratmo as he placed the side dish on the plate.


"It must have been the woman who prevented Mas Fariz from picking me up. Fariz wouldn't have me. I've lived for years with him, so I know what Mas Fariz's attitude was towards me," Mirna confidently told her Uncle that.


"Maybe he's too tired to face you Mirna. You always claim your rights to your husband. Have you carried out all your responsibilities as a wife?" mr. Ratmo's question was very interesting for Mirna, but Mirna believed that she had always been a good wife for her husband.


"What the hell is this guy talking about? Uncle didn't know what Mirna's relationship was with Mirna's husband, "sewot Mirna because it was as if she wasn't a good wife according to her Uncle.


"Why is Mirna? I have always supported my husband. To the extent that he married his first love I supported. Less what try?" said Mirna while taking rice and side dishes to her plate.


"Supporting means receiving Mir. Have you accepted your husband's marriage with that woman? Are you being nice to him?" mr. Ratmo's questions further cornered him.


"But he always grabs the attention of Mas Fariz. He kept Mas Fariz away from me. Just look how many days I've been here but Mas Fariz didn't pick me up" Mirna protested her Uncle's remark.


"That's because you left without your husband's permission. You're wrong" Mr. Ratmo blamed Mirna.


"Why was that woman picked up yesterday, why didn't I?" Mirna asked her Uncle.


"What does this uncle think your husband is? You ask yourself about your husband. Udah, Uncle is dizzy if you talk to you, always can answer, do not want to lose," said Mr. Ratmo closed the conversation.


"Ck, anyway I have to make Mas Fariz realize that I mean a lot in his life," said Mirna to encourage herself.


Mr. Ratmo shook his head, he was astonished and did not understand the way his nephew thought.


Mirna's been at Mr. Ratmo's house for a week. His uncle saw no change in Mirna, so he asked Ustad Fariz to pick her up.


Ustad Fariz resolutely rejected Mr. Ratmo's wishes. He had already promised himself to be firm this time to Mirna because he wanted her to change for the better. Not much, changing just a little can make Ustad Fariz calmer.


"Hufft. I was also confused Kyai, Mirna still insisted not to go home if not picked up by her husband. Every day I have persuaded him, but still he behaves the same way" Mr Ratmo complained to Ustad Fariz.


"I'm sorry sir, I just want Mirna to change. I hope you can understand my position as a husband who wants to educate his wife for the better" Ustad Fariz said before they ended their conversation.


At Mr. Ratmo's house, Mirna was still busy with his thoughts. She finds some way to get her husband to hate Rhea or they fight and eventually split up. From the usual idea to the dangerous idea he had found. He was just waiting for the right time to do it.


This afternoon at the gate of Pondok Pesantren Al-Mukmin was rushed with the delivery of luxury cars. The sender said the car belonged to Rheina Az Zahra, who was known by security guards as the name of their second wife.


They cannot immediately enter guests without being clear who they are and the reason they came to the Pesantren Cottage. The process remains a process even though they are on behalf of their Kyai wives.


A security guard was in charge of calling Ustad Fariz their Kyai and Rhea their Kyai wife.


Some other guards keep guarding the entrance gate and there are also around the front area and in Pondok Pesantren Al-Mukmin.


This week Mirna always disguised herself with a veil if out of her Uncle's house, because Uncle Mirna asked Mirna to stay home if she did not want to hear people outside talking about it.


The reason Uncle Mirna was so simple. A few days Mirna stay anyway no problem because staying at her Uncle's house, but if more than three days, surely people will talk about the no-no about Mirna.


By hearing the reason from her Uncle, Mirna felt that her Uncle's reason was right, but Mirna could not if only at home continuously because she also wanted to see the state of Rhea which she considered an enemy.


Mirna walked around Pondok Pesantren Al-Mukmin and it happened that there were several people in front of the gate of Pondok Pesantren Al-Mukmin who seemed to be waiting to be invited in.


Kepo Mirna's soul thrashed. She wanted to know what happened because she vaguely heard the name Rhea and her husband mentioned at the time when she tried to steal the hearing by approaching the gates of the Al-Mukmin School and hiding behind border wall.


Mirna's eyes rounded when she heard that the luxury car was a Rhea car. The car is still arguably a new car because it is like any other new car.


Mirna was still observing and stealing hear everything from her current hiding place. Soon her husband and Rhea, smiling kindly, thanked him and gave some money to the people who drove the car.


He must have bought Mas Fariz a new car. Can't be left, I'll go back home and protest everything, if need be I'll ask for the same thing, Mirna satin with her eyes still glued to a couple who were riding a car to be inserted into the Al-Mukmin Pesantren Cottage.