His wife Ustadz Part. 2

82. H.A.Z Circuits.

Three months later,

Today, Hasna and Lintang just came out of campus. The lesson was over and they were about to go home, now both headed for the parking lot.

"Lin, go straight home?"

"By Na! go where else, we better relax at home." replied Lintang.

"OK! car, you bring it." said Hasna and assented by Lintang.

Bim...

Sounding the car horn from the other direction, Hasna who almost entered the car turned her head.

Afnan was already standing on the side of his sports car. One flower bucket and a box that is not too big and tied ribbons are in his hands.

"Ustadz, Lin!" Hasna was surprised.

"Yes Na! well, there must be something special, suddenly coming." reply Latitude.

Because Afnan always tells, if you want to pick up Hasna. But not this time.

"God, Byby!" pekik Hasna welcomed Afnan's arrival. Hasna's look was happy.

"Assalamu'alaikum, dear!" Afnan approached Hasna who was still glued to her place.

"Wa'alaikum salam Warahmatullah. Byby Dear." Reply Hasna. His heart rate is starting to get irregular. It's like being with a girlfriend that Hasna feels.

Some students who were also in the parking lot noticed them. Some were amazed and so on. Hasna admitted to being married to other college friends.

"Byby... koq, didn't tell me if I was going to pick up Nana?" asked Hasna timidly.

"Can surprise! Honey," with a smile that could not escape his lips, Afnan approached Hasna and stood before her.

Afnan gave the bouquet of flowers he had brought to Hasna. "Kullu 'ami wa anti bi khoirin, wa 'iidu miiladi sa'iid lak." (Happy birthday, happy birthday to you.) Afnan.

"Mabruk alfa mabruk, yaum miladik mabruk!" (Thanks to a thousand blessings, your birthday is a blessing!) Connect Afnan by giving a gift box after the flower bucket received by Hasna.

Hasna said nothing. His eyes look teary. "Aamiin, Syukron Hubby" Hasna said at the end with tears.

"Byby, would like to take darling, somewhere" said Afnan quickly.

"Where, By?" hasna asked after peeping Afnan's right hand and Afnan rubbed the tip of his head with Shalawat Nabi.

"There is! that must be fun. Let's love." Afnan reached out his hand, Hasna welcomed the helping hand.

Hasna is now walking towards her car parked out front. With a few pairs of eyes scanning the two of them with a smile.

Like the queen of England, Hasna's hand was guided by Afnan and the two went hand in hand, Hasna looked graceful.

Hasna forgot to say goodbye to Lintang who was watching them from inside the car.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Deck Nana!" this time Ubaydillah greeted Hasna politely, as usual.

Ubaydillah stood before them. He was about to move to the Lintang car.

"Wa'alaikumussalam, Sister Ubay." Reply Hasna.

"Dek, Ana took Nana in this car" said Afnan by patting Ubaydillah's shoulder slowly.

"Please A, Ana moved to Neng Wax's car" said Ubaydillah.

"Thank you, Sister Ubay! o yes sorry, please say goodbye to Nana at Lintang, had forgotten," Hasna's grin behind her niqab.

"God willing," Ubaydillah smiled as she left them, passing towards Lintang's car.

Hasna got into the car and Afnan got right behind the wheel. While Ubaydillah has also entered the Lintang car.

"Yank, is koq here? that's A Ustadz what's the occasion, Koq wear bring a flower bucket and a gift box?" tanya Lintang, with the previous greeting each other and also a kiss on the right hand of Ubaydillah and a kiss on the forehead Latitude of Ubaydillah.

"Loh Ayank forgot? Deck Nana's it's her birthday!" answer Ubaydillah from the Lintang question.

"SubhanAllah, koq Candle can forget!" latang said with surprise.

"Maybe Deck Nana herself forgot Yank! yeah, let's go, follow Nana's car, we'll go somewhere." Pinta Ubaydillah's.

"Okay, Yank! but where are we going?"

"Towards the Circuit where we raced three months ago, Yank!" answer Ubaydillah.

"There's another race, Yank?"

"More than that" replied Ubaydillah. Latitude did not say much anymore, after a warm kiss landed on his cheek.

Lintang also blushed embarrassed, carefully he began to drive his car, following Hasna's car driven by Afnan.

"A'a Dav, go to sleep, baby!"

"Please, Yank!" Lintang smiled looking at Ubaydillah.

Ubaydillah leaned comfortably on the passenger bench, closing her eyes on the Latitude side. Every now and then Lintang gently stroked her husband's forehead fondly. He knew Ubaydillah was tired. I don't know what he's been doing this half day.

In Hasna's car, though,

"By, where are you going?"

"Open the card box first, honey!" pinta Afnan's.

"Well, By!" Hasna followed what Afnan said.

"Ear?" hasna did not understand, when the box was open. The gift, in it only contains scissors decorated with ribbons.

"Yup! you'll know what the scissors are for!" answer Afnan.

"All right!" Hasna closed her gift box. He doesn't want to ask much.

"Open your niqab, baby! Byby wants to see your smile and pretty face!"

"Of course, just for a Byby." Hasna smiled, then she opened her niqab.

"God willing! what a dream last night, to be able to see the face of an angel of heaven at noon this time," praise Afnan, by pulling over his car after seeing the area is quiet.

"Bybyyy," Hasna appeared to be embarrassed, after receiving praise from Afnan. He covered his face with a palm.

"here, Honey! close briefly!" pinta Afnan with Hasna's hand.

Afnan took off his safety belt and leaned his face towards Hasna.

The cup!

A warm kiss stuck successfully on Hasna's forehead, then down to her nose, cheeks and lastly fell on her lips however, not as demanding as usual.

"Sorry! Byby forgot about your birthday, but actually, Byby didn't forget the koq. Just wanted to surprise you!" Afnan said while staring at Hasna full of affection.

"It's not why By! not important either, Nana knows the koq from last night Byby's strange demeanor, usually that Nana's birthday, is, at midnight Byby will take Nana to pray at night and pray together for the blessings of this diminishing age. But last night Byby even prayed Qyamu Lail to the Mosque."

"Hehe, he! Byby thinks honey's gonna be mad! it turns out not, so not exciting! in fact, Byby hopes Darling is angry." said Afnan.

"Then go back to this morning. So that Nana can be angry!"

"Where can you be, weird." Hasna and Afnan pierce together.

After Afnan kissed Hasna's forehead once again. Afgan runs his car, they head to the racing circuit.

Forty-five minutes later, the,

Hasna and Afnan have arrived at the circuit they are heading to. Ubaydillah and Lintang followed after a few minutes later.

The circuit looked crowded, Hasna herself frowned. It seems that children with Hasna's upbringing have also filled the place.

Not to mention: Devano, Elyavira, Adrian, Angela, Roy, Dias and Maulana Iqbal and his Wife. Zainal and Nurmala, they were there.

"By, what's the show? want another race?" hasna asked, he didn't get out of the car immediately. As well as Afnan, he was still sitting sweetly next to Hasna.

"Look baby, around! this circuit, it's a tidier one, right?" ask Afnan, instead of answering Hasna's question.

"It's right, then...?" Hasna asked back.

"Then...nih, for you?" Afnan thrust some files that he stored in the car dashboard.

"What is this, By?" Hasna did not understand.

"Open up and check it out, honey!" afnan.

Hasna also opened a map that contains some files and files in it.

One by one he opened the file, "God willing! this is serious By?"

"Seriously, Honey! this circuit, I've prepared for your birthday present! all the files and documents are official in your name. licenses for operations, land ownership and others are valid unfortunately in the eyes of the law."

Afnan smiled at Hasna. Hasna was speechless, she was crying and after she did not care about the look of the people out there, Hasna squandered Afnan's embrace.

Hasna wept bitterly there, in the arms of Afnan in her concrete chest, I don't know she was deeply moved, not sadness, but a sweet and happy cry.

"Already, Honey! your eyes will swell when you cut the ribbon." Afnan stroked gently Hasna's shoulder.

"Thank you By! Nana doesn't know, Byby could sacrifice this much for Nana. Nana once spoke, expressing the desire to have the Circuit, as one of the media dawah, apart from tausiah and also studies in pesantren, Nana wanted to recruit street children. Recruiting the children of wild racers to migrate with them can still channel their racing hobbies legally, where appropriate. Turns out this time, Byby made it happen."

"Which "thank you again? what kind of thanks again? what should Nana say, By? Byby has helped Nana a lot, Byby has sacrificed a lot for Nana, for the sake of Nana's ambition. Syukron laak ya Habibie."

Hasna's cry, increasingly become. gnawed and a little on his body Afnan. For a moment, Afnan let Hasna cry first so she was satisfied.

"By, there really is no gift and the most beautiful gift from Allah other than yourself. Thank you, Hubby, if... Ats tsalju hadiyyatusy syitaa'i, wasy-syamsu hadiyyatush shayf, waz-zuuru, hadiyyatur-rabii'i, anta hadiyyatul 'umri." (If...The sun is a summer gift. Flowers are a spring gift. So, you are the most beautiful gift of my life.) whispered Hasna by peeping Afnan's face while crying.

"Shukron, Hauryat'u janati!"

(Thank you, Angel Surgaku.) Afnan whispered back while embracing Hasna.

After a few minutes later, so that Hasna's sobs were not heard anymore, only a small tremor from her body signaled she was still with the rest of her tears.

"Already, baby! koq was crying. It's your rezeky! Byby is happy to do this for you. Because your intentions are noble. Let's do ribbon cutting, as the inauguration of this Circuit. And you have to do it, baby!"

"Byby, Nana's shy! nana's eyes must have been swollen," Hasna said, further slipping her face between Afnan's chest and armpits.

Afnan. "Lift your face, honey. Byby wants to see!" call Afnan slowly.

"No, I'm ashamed!"

"Ahahah, you koq is more funny," Afnan studied Hasna.

"Enough By! tickled." Hasna laughed as she moved over Afnan's body.

"Yes, that's why. Let's tape scissors. If you don't want to, Byby make sure, sweetie pees in her pants."

"Don't! good Byby dear. Look at Nana's face."

"Mfff, your face is funny like this."

"Don't, in a laugh!" hasna protested with her lips.

"No Koq, let Byby help tidy up your niqab." Hasna according. Afnan tidied up Hasna's niqab and her veil. Then he put his sunglasses on Hasna.

"It's ready, his eyes are invisible because they're covered in glasses."

"Return of love. Come on, honey, don't forget! bring the scissors."

Hasna and Afnan finally got out of the car. Now they are in front of a stretched ribbon that crosses the starting line.

Hasna received warm hugs and prayers from Lintang, Dias, Elyavira and his wife Iqbal and Nurmala.

The men congratulate and pray Hasna, the ribbon cutting will begin soon, before Ubaydillah leads the prayer for the smoothness of everything.

"Bismilahbornrahmanirrahim."

(..........)

"Alhamdulilbahabbil'alamin, hamdan yuwafi nikmahu. Yes Rabbana walakalhamdu, walaka syukru." (O Lord Lord of the Worlds, We are gathered here to pray for Your blessings and blessings, O Allah)

"Allahumma shalli ala Muhammadin, Fil'awwalina wal'fin."

(........)

Finally, the tape scissors were implemented. "Bismillah!"

Cut off!

After the long ribbon was broken, they all said Alhamdulillah.

Hasna breathed a sigh of relief. One more wish was realized, and currently more than five hundred young people who originally raced wild on the highway, now they have a container to channel their hobbies. One child at least memorizes five short verses if they want to join the Club H.A.Z Circuit. Hasna did not stop being grateful in her heart. Again, her husband had made her fall in love again because of the gift.

"Sayuk's race!" shouted one of Gengs Zig-zag after eating a meal that had been prepared with joy. Hasna named the children of hijrah is Gengs Zig-zag.

"Who's afraid!" Afnan glanced at Hasna. And Hasna nodded.

"Let's go.." frontman Gengs Zig-zag began to take to the arena. Same with Hasna and Afnan.

Three

Two

One

Go...

No longer using girl start services. The circuit already has a start lamp. After the red light went on for five seconds, and then it went out, the riders began to gas, as a sign they started racing.

Afnan recited Basmallah, then began to press the accelerator with a smile towards Hasna. Hasna returned the smile. The race began to run fiercely ahead of each other and left each other.

After passing the U-shaped curve and Hasna screamed fear there because Afnan did a different technique with him, then after Afnan was satisfied to laugh because of Hasna's fear, he did not go to the finish line.

"Where are we going?" hasna asked because Afnan turned his car somewhere else.

Let them race each other to get to the finish line, we're going out, baby! afnan's flirtatious smile.

"Genit!" peekot Hasna's.

"It must be, flirtatious with his wife!"

Hasna turned her face away with a laugh. "God, what a beautiful sight?"

"Well then, we mustn't miss this beautiful sight, dear! Thank God it has arrived." Afnan pointed to a building of woven bamboo that looks like a saung, only more neatly shaped.

They were now on the hills, as far as the eye could see, Hasna saw the ravines overgrown with trees and beautiful flowers across there. Below, there is a stretch of rice fields and also the flowing river flow looks very beautiful.

Hasna got out of the car, the tag was led by Afnan. They had to go up more, to reach the bamboo saung.

"Look baby, to your right!" pinta Afnan's.

Hasna followed what Afnan wanted. "Oh my God, so we can see both directions from here By, see the tense atmosphere of the race and see the relaxed atmosphere of the rice fields, the river hills and mountains as well" Hasna said.

"She, it's beautiful, isn't it?"

"Beautiful By! so beautiful!"

"Sit there Honey, no need to worry, we can pray in this place koq. Byby has prepared everything, prayer tools, the Koran, water for ablution and a place of prayer that is comfortable, because it is blown by natural wind."

"God willing, Shukron By!" Hasna embraced Afnan. After a long time standing, they finally sat on the side of the bamboo saung watching the natural beauty of the surroundings and also occasionally they saw people who were racing across the other.

Hasna and Afnan both smiled, their hands tied spoiled, Semanja and Hasna semesra leaning on Afnan's shoulders.

They spend the afternoon towards the afternoon, accompanied by the breeze of the hill and the smell of green grass that is pleasant.

***

Stepping on one year later,

"Ouch! Mamii..hiks..hiks.." A daughter about seven years after crying when she fell in the courtyard of the mosque covered in paving blocks.

In another corner, a handsome boy looks cool riding his Accnya jeep, with a pretty fashionable appearance.

Brown jeans, grey sweatshirt, Army green Bomber jacket. However, the attractive look he wore a black skullcap on top of his head.

"Hi, help me!" she saw the girl calling the boys. The boy stopped the Accunya car.

"Me?" asked the boy to point to himself.The state of the mosque at that time was quiet, because the students were on vacation, after finishing the exam.

"Who else! there is only you here! please help me dong! I fell and my feet were bleeding! I can't walk."

"Try your footwork! no way, can't walk! your leg is just a cut, not a broken."

"Huaaaa, did you swear my leg was broken?" hardik the girl.

"Who said, I'm just talking, like a comparison! just just crying! you crybaby."

"I'm not a crybaby! yes, if you do not want to help." the girl tried to get up but, it seems really sick, she fell back.

The afkha! yes, the boy was Afkha, he immediately got off his jeep. Then he spread his eyes to and fro. A twig or whatever its main purpose, so that he can help the girl without touching her.

Afkha is eight years old, now she is in the second grade of Islamic Elementary School. Afkha saw a broom in the corner of the mosque room. He rushed to get it.

"Have this broom! you hold the tip there and I'm the end here, you should be able to get up, by just holding this broom." pinta Afkha told the girl in a flat tone.

"Why should I use this tool? why don't you just go straight, grab my hand!" protest the girl.

"Can't! I'm not your mahram, we're here anyway, just the two of you! I'm afraid there's slander. Biyya and Mimma I said, a man and a woman who are not mahram, should not be in direct contact." said Afkha firmly.

"Huh! so busy with your life!" said the girl.

"Leave it! bother a little, as long as it is not accursed by Allah." ketus Afkha.

The girl, holding the broom that Afkha offered. He tried to get up. With a grimace, the girl was finally able to stand up.

"Eh don't take it off!" said the girl as Afkha would take off the broom held.

"Afkha!"

A grown man called Afkha.

"Hi, Biyya... Assalamualaikum!"

"Wa'alaikum greetings, dear! who's this?" afnan asked gently and then, pointing at the girl.

"Rhaishanum Almahyra Qurby's. Um, just call Shanum." she replied.

"God, what a beautiful name. Where are your parents?" ask Afnan.

"There, shanum answered!" he pointed towards the Hall which is indeed being held a meeting between the pesantren and also the guardians of the sons and daughters.

Hasna and Lintang were in there, Afnan returned from the pesantren file storage room, to retrieve the file.

"Alright Shanum Deck. Let Om deliver it to your parents, but it looks like you're hurt." Afnan.

"Yes, Om! I fell down, asked this kid for help, and he told me to hold the broom!" shanum's sulks with cute pursed lips.

"Hem, this is Son Om, his name is Af-"

"Afud!" cut Afkha fast. Afnan just smiled as he sighed softly.

From the look in Afkha's eyes, he apologized, for cutting off Afnan's words. Afkha never introduced his name to outsiders. He is most lazy to be followed or asked questions.

"Oh son of Om anyway. Afoo! I don't think it suits your style!"

"Then it's up to me!" ketus Afkha's. Afnan just shook his head.

"Your wounds must be treated first. A, please take out the medicine box!" Afnan said to Shanum, then he asked Afkha for help.

"Good, Biyya." Afkha took out the medicine box from inside her Jeep toy.

Afnan immediately treated shanum wounds. Shanum seemed to be grimacing in pain.

After finishing treating Shanun, Afnan immediately delivered Shanum to his parents.

Afkha also accompanied Shanum. Shanum's parents who were also looking for his son. looked bright and thanked Afnan.

"Hey, we'll meet again after the big one. I want to have a Unique husband like you!" shanum said slowly to Afkha, behind his parents and Afnan who was still talking.

"Pray! that God may grant your words. And I will pray for the soul mate that Allah wills" Afkha replied coldly.

"Amijin!" Shanum smiled, tilting his face, looking cute.

"And remember! put on your veil well, don't be among the uncapped! like the streets are closed!"

"If you were my husband, I would do it! therefore, please ask God to make us a match. Then, I will seal my aura perfectly!"

"Huh, little boy. Wedding talk! freaky. Just ask for it yourself."

Afkha said goodbye to Afnan, after being approved, he immediately came out of the room.

Shanum stuck out his tongue, feeling victorious. Afkha only glanced at a glance.

Hasna, Lintang and Elyavira were talking in another corner.

When Elyavira put food in, she covered her mouth.

"Why Brother?" ask Hasna

and latitude simultaneously.

"Emmm, I'm pregnant again Deck, so I'm kind of nauseous." replied Elyavira.

"Alhamdulillah.. Congratulations, brother!" both said while embracing Elyavira, who was in the middle.

After releasing Elyavira, Hasna and Lintang looked at each other, then they smiled.

"Yes! I've found a way to thwart the plans of the husbands who want us to go to Turkey." / Latitude.

"Gue too! may we think!"/ Hasna.

They chatted to each other quickly. After the chat they received, then the two smiled at each other triumphantly.

What are the plans from Hasna and Lintang, to thwart their husband's plans, to send a lecture to Turkey?!

Seriate...