His wife Ustadz Part. 2

69. Babe girlfriend

Afnan returned to the wooden house. Something was different, he felt he was missing something. Of course, losing his scrappy wife.

"Assalamu'alaikum, A!"

"Wa'alaikum salam. Uh Anta, Deck! logged in." Pinta Afnan's.

"Breakfast," Ubaydillah raised a tent containing food. "Here alone A'a Bro."

"Ok, Ana change clothes first," Ubaydillah nodded, Afnan passed inside to change clothes.

After a few minutes have passed. Afnan came back out with a change of clothes. In his hand, two glasses of fresh tea are still steaming.

"Well, exactly!" point Ubaydillah at the two cups in Afnan's hand.

"Wax Ring, where's the Deck?" ask Afnan.

"In the main house, he said he wanted to help Umi cook. End up in the log house, no friends."

"Ooh.... Ok!" afnan.

"Indeed, Nana actually went to her Ninen house, A?" ask Ubaydillah to be more sure. Actually, Afnan told me this morning.

"Rubber. Like she wasn't long gone, Nana Pamit through the memo."

"Yes not long ago, Ana had just passed each other on the main street of the ponpes, but we were just honking each other. Ana brought Valentino in."

"Buy breakfast?"

"Yup. Ok, let's eat, at ten Ana must meetups with the santri who want to tadabbur nature," said Ubaydillah while serving porridge in front of Afnan. He himself ate ketoprak for breakfast.

"Ana also went to art class. This morning the calligraphy competition winner's announcement." Afnan started his breakfast, after they prayed together.

"Then, the next plan?" ask Ubaydillah back.

"Later in the evening, get ready to mengapelin girlfriend dong." Smirking Afnan with his head, he felt strange and funny.

"Ahahaha, the mischievous gemes just have an idea. But it could be A'a bro. Tomorrow-tomorrow replacements, Ana who mengapelin Neng Candles." Ubaydillah said.

"Mostly arranged, but .... Anta ripped her away Sob. To Jakarta." Seloroh Afnan's.

"Yes in the main house. Ana took off from here. Or from Villa Granny." Reply Ubaydillah.

"Yes.ok too. Huuffff Ana koq Nervous yah." Afnan acknowledged what he was feeling at the moment.

"Seriously A?" ubaydillah asked with her eyes.

"Seriously. Dag dig dug ser, hoping for a quick night. You can get an SMS from Nana. It's a spiciness." Afnan laughed a little.. When getting SMS from Hasna in the sender of a regular message instead of Chat VIA WhatsApp.

"Wow, that could be so. Waaah Ana so pingin ngerasain tuh serseran like that. Uh he used to be a time before he married Neng Wax, there was a sense of so tuh. Ana was in the position of the blood boiling, the heart shaking." Ubaydillah recalls Nervous and some small foolishness that he did, when he was just getting to know Latitude.

"Haaah, He Ana knows. Anta, that's called bucin. As Anta used to tell Ana."

"Ahahah, it could be. Hem, Happy dating to A'a Bro. Later in the day, Ana takes the kids to Villa Granny. A'a bro can relax with Nana tonight." Ubaydillah said.

"Ok, Syukron Deck." Afnan grinned, misbehaved. "Ba'da Dzuhur to Roy's house for a second Sob! ever since he got home from the hospital, no one's seen him." Bring Afnan.

"Afwan. Beres A'a Bro! by the way, Roy's mom, so married to Iqbal's dad?"

"Like it, God willing." Afnan and Ubaydillah continued their breakfast, after which they moved as planned.

**

In the courtyard of a modern classic style house.

Exactly the house of Grandma and her Grandpa Hasna. Hasna had just arrived at the courtyard of the house.

"Alhamdulillah! until also." Hasna rushed to get inside the house.

Hasna missed Grandma and Grandpa, who had not met for nearly two months.

"Assalamu'alaikum! Nin, Ki! This is Nana," Hasna knocked on the door and not long after Grandma opened the door.

"Wa'alaikum salam. Nana, Masha Allah. Ninen misses!" His grandmother Hasna welcomed Hasna with joy. They hugged each other

So too with my grandfather. He greeted the presence of his granddaughter with a sumringah face. But their smiles faded when they realized Hasna had only come alone.

"Let's Honey. Loch Nak Ustadz, and both Incu Buyut (Cicit) Ninen didn't come?" ask the Grandma with a frown.

"No Nin."Hasna answered casually as she glided into the living room and, shortly afterwards, sat on the sofa.

"Are they going to catch up with you?" asked the Grandfather who was also curious about the granddaughter-in-law and her two great-grandchildren.

"A'a Ustadz It's Nin, Ki. For A'a and Dedek no! Because Nana and Ustadz are going out. Later that night A'a Ustadz took him here. It's like that Ngapelin Girlfriend." Honestly replied Hasna with a laugh.

"Gee! there's-there's you, baby." so gently, Grandma.

"Yeah,na! apparently your silly idea never faded." The Grandpa's ejeked with a crisp laugh while shaking in amazement.

Not long after, the housekeeper came with a drink of water, presenting it before Hasna.

"Bik Rumiii." screeched Hasna, then stood up and hugged Rumi from beside her body. "What's up?"

"Neng Nana!" a shy smile from Rumi. "Thank God the good news. Drink Neng." Fresh Rumi. Hasna thanked me. Rumi returned to the kitchen.

Hasna sat back down and drank the orange juice brought by Rumi earlier. Apparently Rumi had known Hasna's arrival. Without asking, he brought a drink.

"Nana, have you eaten? Ninen did not prepare any food, anything for Nana. Yes, Ninen did not know Nana would be here today." said the Grandma.

"Nin Not yet. Intentionally, Nana wanted to eat with Ninen and Kiki. It's not why Nin. Eat only what you have," Sahut Hasna.

"Alright, just now Ninen made fish pecak mujair, lalapan and sambal." Saying Grandma Hasna.

"Sayur cassava leaves too! whoa, let's Na.... Kiki is hungry too." Timpal Grandpa Hasna.

"Come Nin, Ki. Like his menu's interesting." Said Hasna while standing and holding the hands of Grandpa and his Grandma, walking towards the dining room.

After arriving at the dinner table. Now they are enjoying their meal. Hasna was very happy, had not mingled for several months let alone be able to eat together with Grandpa and Grandma, because of the busy college.

**

The day changed.

The warm mentari of the city 'S' had already begun to prepare, moving slowly to depart for the contest. Now the sun is replaced by twilight light, on a sunny and cool afternoon. No one knew, a mature man who was still very handsome was feeling confused.

Yep! Afnan, already several times pecking himself in front of the mirror, he was choosing clothes to wear his later tonight, visited his lover's heart.

"Honey. It turns out, I've bonded and gotten used to you. Look, I didn't even find any clothes that would suit me tonight, flanking you." Afnan Gumam.

"Am I falling back in love?" Afnan smile.

"Alhamdulillah. Hemmm," muttered Afnan back. Then he recited a prayer when he was feeling the fall of love. "Allohumma innii as'aluka hubbaka wa hubba man yuhibbuka wal'amal-ladzii yubbaliguniii hubbaka. Allohummaj 'al hubbaka ahabba ilayya min nafsii wa gawiki wa minal-maa'il-baarid."

It means: "O Allah, I beg of You, Your love and the love of those who love You, the practice that brings me to Your love. O God, make my love for You more I love you than my love for myself, my family, and cold water." (SR: Tirmizi)

After his Afnan sighed softly."Hmm."

Then Afnan surrendered. He sat down on the side of the cot, gently clutching his chin. Highlight his eyes scanned the clothes that were already scattered and piled irregularly on the bed.

The eleventh dress he tried, was not yet suitable for him to wear. "Heeee, is this nervous?!"

Afnan held onto his chest from the same time with a hammer and a sergeant. He also laughed a little. Chuckling, laughing at his nervousness.

Because there was no clothes suitable for him to wear. So, Afnan decided to go to the mosque to neutralize his heart that continues to flow before the Maghrib Adhan reverberated. After all, he did not feel at home for long without his Children and Wife.

The children had been brought by Ubaydillah this afternoon, to the Villa of the Granny residence.they left after Ashar, directly from Roy's house without returning to the Ponpes.

**

Now night has really come. After the Isya Prayer, Afnan rushed to the residence of Grandma and her Grandpa Hasna. Riding a duck bike, borrowed from Zainal.

There are no bikes in the main house other than Valentino. Hasna wants to ride a duck bike. Hasna says she wants a simple date. Afnan is also only allowed to carry a wallet without many cards that contain bejibun.

Afnan only brought a identification card, two hundred thousand money and also a SIM and STNK of Zainal's duck motorbike.

***

At Grandpa and Grandma Hasna's. He was also feeling no excitement, excessive dagdigdug. Some of the robe, it doesn't fit him too.

"O Allah! try how many more dresses. Look, your clothes are scattered like that." His ninen just walked into Hasna's room.

"Ninen please. Nana is nervous, confusedly dressed, afraid of A'a Ustadz ilfil, look at her." Hasna hugged her Ninen. Sure enough, Hasna's palms were cold and wet with sweat.

Her grandmother frowned, "So long, this big mouth?" her inner.

"Drink first, baby. Calm yourself. Koq can do this?" His ninen grabbed the glass of water that was on the nightstand, then gave it to Hasna.

"Don't know Nin. Nana's heart was pounding. Maybe this is how it feels to meet a boyfriend." Hasna. Say thank you, then take a glass and drink the water.

"Heem. It used to be the Khitbah Nak Ustadz, various reasons to fail." Ledek Ninen with his lazy flickering. Of course it's kidding.

"Ikh Nineeen." Hasna slapped her face on Grandma's shoulder in embarrassment.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

I heard greetings from outside. "Hooo, it must be Ustadz Nin. Please Nana, it's not ready yet."

Hasna pounded, Ninen even chuckled, amused himself to witness the strange thing from Hasna. Almost seven years married, it looks fierce when outside. But he was still like a child in front of him.

"Ninen down first. Yea! later Ninen told Nak Ustadz, Nana's heartburn from nervousness." The Grandma even more intensely meledek Hasna.

"Nineeen. no,"

"No way."

"Ninen Please. Ask Ustadz to wait a minute."

"No! want Ninen to accompany Kiki alone, Mabar online game." Ninen passed by while curling.

"Astaghfirullah'alladzim's chat. Ninen dzalim ikh! don't poison Ustadz as much as that swearing game." Hasna chanted. But the Ninen even more cursing.

"Leave it, every once in a while, rather than the same street of nervous girls. Just don't wear clothes, either."

"Dineeeen!!!!!"

Tonight the stomach of the Ninen cramp, as a result of laughing at his grandchildren, with behavior that is still adorable.

Seriate....