His wife Ustadz Part. 2

71. Running Out Gasoline.

"A Ustadz, It's raining!" Screeches Hasna. While they were on their way home, after eating fried rice. Suddenly it rained.

"Ah it. Do you want to go on, or take shelter?" ask Afnan.

"The more dense A, just take shelter!" pinta Hasna's.

"OK!" afnan said, then he looked for a safe place to shelter.

The building is rather deserted destination Afnan. He parked his motorbike in a small shop with a porch that was enough to leave himself so as not to get wet by the rain.

"Here Deck! be careful slippery, like his path is a bit mossy." Afnan said as he stretched out the tip of his jacket.

"Good A!"

Hasna pulled the end of the jacket and then followed Afnan carefully.

After successfully arriving at the shophouse. Afnan saw Hasna tighten her own embrace. Without thinking, Afnan opened his jacket. Then he wrapped the jacket over Hasna's front body.

"Loh A! no need, A'a Ustadz himself will be cold." Hasna.

Afnan smiled and looked at Hasna softly. "It's okay, God willing I don't get cold."

"But___"

"Sstttt.... Please, not much protest! You need more warmth, when the cold is above normal." Gentle Afnan speech.

Hasna understands. If the weather is too cold. He will experience nosebleeds or red allergies and rashes on his skin. Afnan is just trying to keep it warm.

"Thank you A." Hasna felt overwhelmed. Afnan grabbed Hasna's hand. Then he grasped Hasna's palm with one of his hands.

"Not free! no need to thank." whispered Afnan, then displayed his trademark flirtatious smile. Then he touched her cheek with his index finger, as Cun requested.

"Gee! the flirtatious Ustadz base. Calculation again." sizzled Hasna slowly. Afnan who heard it laughed. "Can't be Ustadz, we're dating, can't be Cun. The sins!" hasna.

"Ustadz is also human, Neng! can dong, just a little." sedu Afnan by whispering again, making a warm breath Afnan on Hasna's ear covered with hijab, even causing a warm feeling in the heart and body.

Afnan's hand clasped Hasna's palm. Hasna knows Afnan's cold. Afnan's lips are now starting to pale. Actually Hasna feels guilty plus haru, because Afnan prefers cold by giving a jacket to protect her from the cold.

The rain is getting heavier, really Afnan feel very cold. But he also could not let Hasna get cold, or he would have a nosebleed. Afnan chose to endure the cold for the sake of his wife who was pretending to be his girlfriend.

Hasna turned to the right and to the left. Make sure no one else is around them. It should keep Afnan warm quickly. The streets are so deserted. Not just because it was late. However, the rain adds to the quieter atmosphere.

Hasna pulled the jacket Afnan somewhat up. Then without the ba-bi-bu, he grabbed Afnan's nape quickly and brought his head down toward his face. Until they meet their second lips. Afnan glared at me for a moment. I can't believe what Hasna did.

"Sorry! I just want to make A'a warm." muttered Hasna, with lips still attached to the lips of her husband, who is now her boyfriend. After saying his last sentence, he smelled his girlfriend's lips deeper.

Afnan was carried away, his body gradually warmed up after he served his girlfriend's pagutan. Hasna hid their heads among Afnan's jackets.

"Astaghfirullah'alladzim!" afnan choked with his head, away from Hasna. Automatic the two lips that are interlocked are released.

"hee! sorry A, khilaf! but on purpose. The rewards are paid off, don't ask for anything." Hasna grinned afterwards by pinching Afnan's cheek. Really Afnan is so adorable, at times kalangkabut like before.

"Hiiii. Ok! don't act rashly anymore, if anyone sees how? their perceptions will definitely be different." Afnan said softly but seriously.

"Yes_iya, sorry!" Hasna was upset, she felt ashamed of her actions. Then it passed from before Afnan. Choose to sit on a wooden bench that is no longer intact.

Afnan did not want Hasna misunderstood or angry. He immediately approached her. "I'm sorry A'a too, Deck! it is for Dek Nana there is an exception, Kita kosher Koq. just a bit uncomfortable, this is a public place. Can I repeat no, the reward? less greget." Tempta Afnan later. He was trying to melt the atmosphere.

"Heh, no favor! sorry Ustadz, no re-broadcast. His unclecar blasphemous error." Dengus Hasna's. Afnan laughed, then he sat down at Hasna's side, linking back one of their palms and placed it on Hasna's lap, covered by a jacket that enveloped Hasna's body.

"A ...," call Hasna slowly.

"Yes Deck." replied Afnan.

"Out of context we are currently dating. Nana can ask you something?" Hasna looked at Afnan.

"Sure, ask me, baby." Afnan gently stroked Hasna's head with one other hand.

"Emmm, in our seven-year-old marriage, why is Byby able to stand up to my often annoying nature and attitude? Even I often do troublemaking and mischievous." Hasna was so curious about Afnan's patience in his face.

"Newly realized?" god Afnan tilted his face to look at Hasna.

"Byby IC! sucks." Hasna scooped up Afnan's face, then pushed her slowly. "Nana was conscious from the beginning, just pretending not to be aware," she finished with the laughter of her hoarse voice raspy wet sounding sexy.

Afnan laughed, though. Then muttered still with a light laugh. "Basic gemes naughty."

"Gee! answer doooong dear." Hasna is still waiting for an answer.

"Well, the answer is because I love you because of God. All your movements, who control it, are God except your faith! honestly, I'm amazed by that."

"Western Puzzle. So our marriage is a puzzle, must complement each other to become a whole unity, so that the puzzle is able to unite and the formation of Sakinah (Help) in the longest worship in the rest of the age, or the rope of this marriage." Afnan said with a smile. And was able to shake Hasna's heart to tears in her eyes.

"Other principles besides Love and Puzzles?" ask Hasna back.

"One of them is because of that principle." Afnan said by wiping Hasna's tears that had come out several times.

"Love you Ustadz. Lillahita'ala!" Saying Hasna, he was unable to say anything more.

"Love you more, Lillahita'ala." Reply Afnan. Now boldly, he pulled Hasna to lean on his shoulder.

رَبَّنَا هَبْ لَنَا مِنْ أَزْوَاجِنَا وَذُرِّيَّاتِنَا قُرَّةَ أَعْيُنٍ وَاجْعَلْنَا لِلْمُتَّقِينَ إِمَامًا

Latent: Rabbana hablana min azwajina wa zurriyatina qurrata a’alna lil muttaqiina imaama

It means: "Our Lord, grant us our wives and our descendants as well-wishers (we), and make us priests for those who fear." (Al-Furqan: 74)

Afnan said the prayer of Prophet Abraham. The prayer is in addition to asking the descendants of the Shalih and the Shalihah, as well as for the Sakinah household (central household, both physical and spiritual).

Another privilege of the prayer of Prophet Abraham is, to be easy for the soul mate for girls or bachelors. As in a hadith: 'O young men, whoever has baa-ah, marry. Therefore more will subdue the views and more keep ********. Whoever has not been able, then complacent because fasting is like a restraining drug for him.' (CHR. Bukhari and Muslim).

"If a man is married, he has perfected half his religion. Therefore, fear Allah on the other half." (CHR. Al Baihaqi's).

Everyone wants to have a good soul mate. The way? pray as a form of effort. Hopefully useful, It is recommended for those who are looking for a mate: pray five times on time, read Nariyah prayer 11 to 14 times, and then read the prayer of Prophet Ibrahim a.s, above. The rest will pray to Allah, in order to get a good soul mate, or a healthy household (restrictions, peace of mind, peace) is added mawaddah (feel of Love and compassion) and in Karunai warahmah (Good grace, both rezeky and hereditary).

Not felt after twenty minutes of shade, finally the rain subsided. Afnan and Hasna decided to leave the place.

Now they were on their way back to Hasna's grandmother's house. But the strangeness occurred on the motor that they touched. drt..drt.and suddenly died.

"Yeah, the bike wants to coffee, Deck!" afnan's crisp laughter.

"That's A Ustadz, running out of gas?" ask Hasna. Inspired by Afnan.

"Looks like. We should push her, Deck." Afnan.

"All right! but...why did A'a not buy drinks for this bike? even before it rains, we'll pass the gas station!" cycar Hasna's.

"Heeee... The money's not enough! five thousand left." Reply Afnan shyly.

"Astaghfiullah! it is worth buying fried rice for just one serving. Running out of money Ya A?" asked Hasna sadly. "Definitely A'a Ustadz hungry too huh?" final question from Hasna.

"No Deck! I'm full, really! even though there is still money, I will still buy a portion, right let in your bribe." teased Afnan with a blink of one eye.

"Ouh that's right. Ok then! let's look romantic, right, A?" Hasna pinched Afnan's cheek.

"Yup! uh who's flirty now?" ledek Afnan's.

"Little! that's fine." whispered Hasna. They finally laughed again.

"It's late, let's push, Deck. Soon to koq." Pinta Afnan later.

"Alright, we push while talking," Hasna asked. Then both of them came down from the top of the bike.

The two of them began to push the motor to get to the house of his Grandmother Hasna, with laughter in the rest of the rain that had just doused the city.

Hasna took the initiative to suck the motor fuel from inside her Grandpa's car using a small hose. Until the motor can be turned on.

Once in the taste of fuel was enough for him to ponpes, then Afnan also say goodbye home.

"Tomorrow don't forget A. Apeli me again." pinta Hasna blushed in embarrassment.

"God willing. Sure baby!" Afnan turned on his motor. Hasna greeted Afnan by kissing the back of Afnan's right hand.

"Darling, here for a second." Pinta Afnan's. But the look in his eyes dropped towards Hasna's feet. "Safe!" her inner.

"Yes, what's the matter A?" hasna asked with a step closer to Afnan.

"Near." Pinta Afnan, Hasna according to.

The cup! Afnan kissed Hasna's lips from behind her niqab after Hasna was right on her side. He understood the location of his wife's lips even though they were covered in the niqab.

"A'a Ustaaadz!"

Hasna's strangulation for feeling cheated on Afnan by stealing a kiss from her lips.

"Bye dear, I'm sorry Khilaf again. Greetings to Ninen and Kiki. Assalamua'laikum's chat. Your sandals, my dear ropes. Don't expect to throw me, this time." Afnan giggled while advancing his motorbike.

It turns out that Afnan recalled the incident he was hit by sandals by Hasna, when entertaining her After Khitbah Hasna bracelet was left in the saung Ambu. Therefore, with careful planning, this time he can avoid the impingement of Hasna sandals.

Hasna who had already raised her legs to take off her sandals, she kept silent "Koq A'a Ustadz can tell?"

Hasna paused the action, throwing sandals. After all, Afnan was far away, and then he ranted himself while walking into the house. "Ustadz base mes*m, hasn't changed either."

Hasna was unaware, two pairs of eyes were peering behind the curtains. They laughed amusedly, looking at the two halal people like Tom and Jerry.

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