First Love of Ustadz

Chapter 55 Kepoin Zahra

"Anita, here. Eh look out for you yes if until you said to your Father," Mirna eyes bulged threatening Anita.

"Mbak Mirna why are you afraid? Then what Mama Mirna said earlier is not true, right?" instead of answering, Anita asked Mirna.

"Yes really. Why am I lying. I just don't want Uncle not to let me out of the house again because I was caught talking to the mothers earlier," said Mirna while cutting vegetables.

"Oooo berotbah means? Doesn't Mirna stay here? Not back to Pondok Pesantren Al-Mukmin?" the head of Anita mangosteen agreed, but after that he asked in surprise.

"Reverse, why am I here? Just now just let her smile first, let her be satisfied first, only after that I go back there," replied Mirna with a grin.

"Sir, can you? Is it good to be polygamous?" anita's question irritates Mirna.

"You are yes, I think it's questionable. You're the one who's cooking, '" Mirna put the knife and the vegetables.

Mirna sat in the chair, took her phone in her pocket and started playing with it.

Anita snorted annoyedly and could not believe that she had to cook herself because of her question, while Mirna was instead engrossed in playing her phone.

Huffttt. If he was no older than me, I would have done it before. Astaghfirullahaladzim.

Mirna was just watching Anita cooking, and as she looked at the table in front of her, she saw a novel.

"Who's this Nit?" ask Mirna by flipping through the book.

"Oh that book? Anita dong's. Why, Miss Mirna wants to read?" asked Anita who took her eyes off her cooking activities for a while.

"Wrongly, a waste of time. Eh you know not the name Zahra, the book title.. the title.. mmmm... what yes, forget me, just remember the cover aja," Marni said while thinking hard to remember the title of the book and the picture of the book cover owned by Rhea that she brought during a book surgery event at Pondok Pesantren Al-Mukmin.

"Look for a Mbak on the internet must have met," Anita proposed to Mirna.

"Oh yes, why not think?" mirna said softly, but it can still be heard by Anita.

Anita shook her head in wonder at the attitude of her cousin who acted without thinking first. During Anita along with Mirna, Anita judged that Mirna first spoke without thinking first. Mirna had always been like that, acting without thinking so that now that she had the fruit of her deeds, she was divorced by her husband.

"I don't like books, but how did you find out about them?" anita asked, wanting to know.

" Ah noisy you, want to know. I don't know the book anyway. I found out who it was, ", Mirna answered while playing her phone.

"So, it was now her turn to be asked instead of sewot," Anita was upset with her older cousin.

"You have a lot of nanya. Haven't cooked yet?" tanya Mirna is no less upset with Anita.

"Yes not yet. Ms. Mirna help you here to be done quickly," Anita sewot.

"However, this is still not the same as before" said Mirna while looking at her phone seriously.

"Do you know the author?" ask Anita.

"I mean Ma'am?" anita asked confusedly.

"You're a real oon, that's not what you know" Mirna nagged as her eyes focused on her phone.

"Well, don't understand, ma'am. Mirna Ma'am's part is not clear, I don't understand," Anita blabbed not to be said by Mirna.

" When was the day before they got married, the woman hosted a book-surgery event at Pondok Pesantren Al-Mukmin. Well, what was dissected by the book at that time was the book that was not looking for this earlier. I've only ever seen that book, never read it. So just know the cover image and the author's name, "Mirna explained to Anita so that Anita did not ask her much more.

"Ooooh. Eh, isn't it that such a show means he's the author himself huh Ma'am? Eh but there is also a heck who is not the author but bring such an event, meaning he is a literary man Mbak," Anita argued in between cooking activities.

"Masa' anyway? Pinter dong's guy he?" ask Mirna who does not accept if Rhea is superior to her.

"Try Mama Mirna looking for more real, let's not be curious," said Anita.

Mirna did not accept if it was true that Rhea was smarter and superior to him. And Mirna's eyes glared in shock at the book she was looking for displaying her author profile.

Yes, Zahra the author of the book is Rhea, Rheina Az Zahra, the woman she hated, the woman who destroyed her household, the woman who took her husband, the woman who took the affection and love of her husband, the woman who took the love of her husband, the woman who took away her happiness. That was Mirna's thinking about Rhea.

Mirna's hand broke the table in front of her. Anita was shocked until her knife fell down. Fortunately, it did not hit his leg.

"What the hell is it like seeing a demon?" anita asked as she held onto her chest that was still pounding in shock. Yes, if thumping because meeting handsome guys is delicious, it is thumping because it is shocked by the devil, eh Mirna means.

"It's more than just a demon. Look, this woman is the author" Mirna approached Anita and showed her what she found on her phone.

"Wow..great Mbak. I want to learn from him. Know dong Mbak so I can study with him, yes..," Anita's eyes widened to see the profile of the author of the book sought by Mirna, she is the wife of Mirna's ex-husband.

"No, great fuck. You don't have to learn from him. Not to be real even later you follow up to be a actor again," said Mirna annoyed.

Just say envy, your rival is prettier and smarter. There is no gap for Ma'am Mirna to return, Anita sat and giggled in her heart.

At Pondok Pesantren Al-Mukmin Rhea enjoys her days of being pregnant. Because he did not feel nausea at all, so he kept on reacting as usual.

Rhea felt tired at her feet. He was on the bed and stomped his own feet. Ustad Fariz, who had just walked into the room and saw his wife massaging his legs, took over to massage his wife's legs.

"Capek huh?" tanya Ustad Fariz whose hands were still busy massaging Rhea's legs.

"Not really a little," Rhea smirked not to be scolded by her husband because he began to react again.

"Decreased his activities so as not to be tired," Ustad Fariz so painstakingly massaged his wife's legs.

Rhea looked at her husband who was massaging her so painstakingly making her so grateful to have gotten a husband like her.

"Bie, can I ask you something?"