His wife Ustadz Part. 2

79. T 10 VE

Afnan and Hasna were already on the way, Hasna was driving. Afkha and Arsya sit on the back bench. While Afsha is in the lap of Afnan.

"Slow it down, honey! they were already in the office of the Ponpes secretariat and they were willing to wait." Afnan said when Hasna again raised the speed on his car.

"Good By! Nana's just groggy." Hasna answered by turning a little towards Afnan and stroking Afsha's head.

"Brothers? Byby didn't hear wrong, did he?" in the history of knowing Hasna, only three times groggy, when the wedding day, the first embrace of Afnan and of course the first night, uh ralat the first day.

"Hehe, not that! Nana is not as Good as Latitude By! so trouble him." Hasna.

"If It's Not Good! throw it in place, do not love the cat yes, pity the cat later poisoned." Ledek Afnan, make Hasna chuckle.

"Big! A'a not being the deposit of this verse?" Afkha suddenly asked.

"O Yes, baby! sorry, we forgot, please! Biyya listen." Afnan acquiesced.

Afkha also taawudz, then he read a short Surah as many as three Verses along with the meaning of Al-Qadr, Al-Bayyinah, Al-Aadiyaat.

Arsya also did the same thing but, only two short verses and their meaning is also Al-Asr and Al-Fiil, Afsha has been asleep since riding in the car.

"Alhamdulillah, your reading is getting better. Look back at tartil and mahraj and tadjwid. For the rhythm, A'a has not been able to explore other than Bayyati?" ask Afnan.

"God willing Biy. Still comfortable with the Bayyati Biy variety, A'a wants to be like Biyya. A'a was amazed by the gentle contortion of her senand Biyya when using Bayyati's uniform. So A'a wants to faseh first with that uniform." Afkha admitted.

"Masya Allah TabarakAllah. You can, but also try to explore other popular rhythms, dear, Kurdish, Hijaz, Shaba, Rast, Jiharkah, Sika, Nahawand." Afnan.

"Then Brother Acha?"

"Acha, over in Kurdish Biyya Nan!" tymphal Arsya.

"Can, Honey. Later more practice Yes A, Brother!"

"Sure Biy. God willing." Say both at the same time.

"Well Dek Sha, no deposit of Ayat dong." said Hasna.

"Rapid the bobo, Mimma!" answer Afnan.

"You bobo too, honey! it's still two hours to the house." Hasna on Afkha and Arsya.

"Okay Imma" answered the two. Their voices are no longer heard. Looks like trying to sleep.

"By!"

"Heum."

"How is the story, the latitude can be intercepted by the hoodlums By?" hasna asked with a fixed view of focusing on the front of the wheel.

"According to Ubay. Neng Candel had just returned home from attending a religious Seminar. In the city next door, Neng Candel with some other princess santri. They're on the road with four cars blocking their way." Afnan.

"Then? are they hurt?" asked Hasna in a worried tone.

"Alhamdulillah, no! it's just that some of the princess santri panicked, as they forced Neng Candle to race at that time as well. Although it has been explained, that the real racer, is you, dear." Connect Afnan.

"Astaghfirullah, pity Lintang and the Princess Santri By!" a note of regret from Hasna.

"Alright, Honey! they are already doing well in the Ponpes. Luckily the people who saw the incident helped them. However, Neng Candle was followed to the Ponpes gate and back in the field but, Kak Ubay has mediated them until we arrive later," replied Afnan.

"Please Permission to increase the speed By!"

"No more than 100km/h. Make sure the braking is smooth, honey. There are kids here." Pinta Afnan sign approve.

"Good By! thank you, "When I got back to reading Bismillah. Seeing the road empty yet, winding. After obtaining Permission from Afnan to raise the speed. Hasna then began to increase the speed from 60km/h to 80km/h to 90km/h.

An hour later,

Hasna and Afnan are now in the Hubbul Wathan Ponpes secretariat building. Previously they performed the Isya Prayer first at the Ponpes Mosque. The sleeping children have been moved to the Main house.

"Cross!"

"Lady!"

Hasna and Lintang hugged each other, after they greeted each other with greetings. The latitude with Ubaydillah was already waiting for them in the lobby of the Ponpes secretariat.

"I'm sorry Lin. It has brought you in trouble, " Hasna said full of earnestness with tears.

"Na Not! No! I don't feel like you're giving me any trouble. We are friends, sisters as well. Until whenever we'll always be together. In joy and sorrow." Lintang looked at Hasna with a sincere smile and wiped away Hasna's tears with the tip of her palm.

"Thank you Lin, you're ter the best sister. I love you, Elo Lin."

"Gue too dear elo Na! elo is also my best sister, now remove your tears, return the strong and strong Nana. My best friend is not so soft." Speak Latitude with a small laugh.

"Ok Lin!" they hugged again.

"Where are they Sob?" ask Afnan to Ubaydillah.

"In the secretariat building some, others at the gate. They want to hold them accountable because the afternoon race was chaotic, as a result of the intruder. According to them." Ubaydillah.

"All right! let's meet them." Afnan's final.

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"Assalamu'alaikum!" afnan greeting to almost fifteen young people who are just teenagers and half adults.

"Wa'alaikum salam" Not all the teenagers answered Afnan's greeting.

"Please sit!" pinta Afnan sat down with Hasna. The teenagers sat down.

"Alright, we already know the purpose of your presence in this place. Please say what you want." Talk calmly about Afnan. He was at the core of the teenager's desire.

"We're looking for a mysterious person, who beat us to the race in the afternoon of January twenty-two. All we know is that she is a girl and uses a red city car, a T 10 VE," replied one of the teenagers who is quite mature.

"Maybe you mean, My wife! this is the man" replied Afnan not as friendly as usual.

"Well!"

"Seriously?"

"Crazy!"

"O My God, the veiled girl! kidding kali?"

Whispers among the teenagers for unbelief. They were also surprised that the veiled woman defeated them.

"Yes, it's me! I was the one who infiltrated your match back then!" answer firmly Hasna.

"My wife has confessed, then what do you want, from her? to look for." asked Afnan flat. His soul of arrogance as well as leadership emerged at this moment. Warm Afnan gets cold.

"Refring!" answer one of the teenagers.

"Good! I asked my wife first, because I couldn't decide right away" Afnan replied. Then he looked at Hasna.

Their fingers are tied to each other. Hasna was still silent, not afraid, but watching the teenagers.

"If I don't want to? what are you guys gonna do?" asked Hasna in a flat voice.

"We make sure, wherever you are. Your lives will not be quiet! We can be friends but we can be dangerous enemies." Answer one of the teenagers haughtily.

"God!" cycad Hasna.

"Stop, do the threatening! your data we have." - Timpal Ubaydillah.

"How's it?" ask another of the teenagers.

Before Hasna answered, Zainal came in and approached Afnan."Assalamu'alaikum, Ustadz!"

Greet Zainal with a map in his hand. The map contained data of the wild teenagers, who had just been printed.

"Wa'alaikum greetings, enter Zain's Deck."

Afnan has asked Ubaydillah to track their data. The main purpose is to protect Hasna. If something that harms Hasna and Lintang again happens and it is proven to be the work of these children.

Then Afnan need not be difficult to find them. We have stayed in cooperation with the authorities and caught them. Not only their home and parents, but Afnan knows where they are when they gather.

"What, Ustadz?" the teenagers whispered in surprise. They were not sure by looking at Afnan's appearance.

Their shadow Ustadz was wearing skullcap, sarong cloth and Koko or robe. However, the look of Afnan. Blue jeans dongker in a pair of white shirts and also white jeans, with white sneaker shoes.

Seriate...