Love In Pesantren's

Love In Pesantren's
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After several hours of travel, Nimas and Ustadz Zamzam finally arrived at their home.


The Ustadz stopped his car right in the yard.


He saw his wife sleeping next to him. Then he smiled, stroking his wife's cheek.


He came out to take his luggage down and brought it into the house.


Nimas opened his eyes and woke up from his sleep. After normalizing his vision and his slightly dizzy head, Nimas came down and walked towards the house that opened the door.


Not yet Nimas entered, her husband appeared in the doorway and then smiled.


"Why wake up?"


Uh what he said, made Nimas confused.


"Why indeed?"


The Ustadz reentered the house, and settled himself in a chair that was located right in the living room.


"Yes was aa want to imitate the romantic scene in the movies that, the guy's fat girl who overslept in the car."


Then Ustadz Zamzam chuckled. While Nimas grimaced himself, Gini had a man, maybe that was what he saw.


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The day had turned dark, after that Nimas and Ustadz Zamzam cleaned up the house to deserve to be occupied.


They decided to visit the boarding school tonight precisely after the day, they walked to the boarding school.


"So Aa has met Mama Haji in the mosque, Ibi wants to meet neng."


Nimas nodded following her husband's wide steps, making it seem like he had to run along the steps many times.


Upon arrival at the pesantren area, what Nimas saw was what he missed.


That hall, that madrassa, that mosque, and that kobong.


"Look at the neng.."


The Ustadz withdrew the hand of Nimas who was still in place.


Nimas followed her husband's steps, but now her heart is pounding when she hears the prayers of the students.


Aaaaa...


Nimas' heart was shrieked.


Upon arrival at Bi Haji's house they were sent in. Nimas and Bi Haji hugged each other giving up longing.


There hasn't been a month, they're still sometimes.


"Where is the bride?" asked Bi Haji after they sat down neatly.


"Nake bi." Ceplos Ustadz Zamzam, made Nimas glare at her in disbelief at what her husband said.


Bi Haji laughed hearing that, then what happened next.


"Assynoltomodel.."


The sound of greeting turned the laughing person's gaze away.


"Eh Mama, waalaikumussalam."


Bi Haji invited Mama to sit next to him, after Nimas and Ustadz Zamzam had crucified him.


"What's up? Your laughter is heard up to the terrace."


"I'm sorry Mama, Zam said marriage was good." Chirps Bi Haji.


Haissh Nimas was ashamed of his making.


"Well, it's really good, Zam, there are masakin, there are people to confide in, and there are people who sleep, right?"


Ah Mama even aggravated, they laughed especially seeing Nimas who was stiff could not be invited to joke, instead making himself a joke of the people.


After a long conversation, Ustadz Zamzam and Nimas said goodbye.


"Tomorrow to start teaching you Nim?"


"Ishaalloh bi, if you'll excuse me, assalamualaikum."


Nimas walked home, without suspecting the Ustadz grabbed his hand and held it tightly.


It's nothing, Nimas' mind running around looking at her husband's face.


But when Nimas looked straight ahead, he saw Sofia there walking with Rista.


Nimas' heart ached again, he felt repeatedly used by the Ustadz.


Slowly Nimas let go of the grasp, but it was difficult. The hand locked it.


Nimas is forced to let her smile when they cross paths with Sofia and Rista.


"Asalamualaikum Sof Ris. How are you?"


"Ah yes, Sof just this afternoon. I miss you guys."


"Unfortunately we don't, asalamualaikum."


Krekkk Nimas's broken heart was very painful when he heard Rista's telling.


Nimas pecked on the spot, the twinkle of the eye he had just shown disappeared immediately after the death of his two best friends.


"Neng, neng, what's wrong with you?"


The Ustadz was worried to see his wife speechless, Nimas' gaze sharp on her.


She wanted to scream at her husband.


You're the reason I'm in a position like this. You are!


Nimas quickly left her husband calling her.


Ah bodo very, Nimas just wants to run just want to cry.


Arriving home, Nimas went straight to the room and lay down there.


While the insensitive Ustadz chased after him with fear of sleeping outside tonight.


The Ustadz breathed a sigh of relief after opening the door was not locked as well as the door of the room that was still open.


"Miss?"


Closer now the Ustadz though doubtful.


"What is Sii A? neng is tired of sleeping."


Nimas pulled the blanket.


"Neng why?"


Ustadz what is his mind?


"Why did Aa say?"


Nimas lifted his blanket and sat down with all his strength to hold that the water that had gathered in his eye was not out.


"Neng wants to ask, does Sofia know that aa and she are sisters?"


Nimas' voice shuddered saying so.


The Ustadz took his breath, what he had not explained to Nimas was finally asked as well.


Yes, Ustadz Zamzam is indeed wrong in this case making more and more misunderstandings that make him dizzy himself.


"When we found out about it, we had a discussion with Sofia's parents. It is with a heavy heart that we decide everything that has been planned."


"Aa love Sofia?" Nimas looked at her husband when he asked that.


The Ustadz bowed, which Nimas disliked.


"Answer A!!"


"I'm sorry, Aa, neng."


It was enough that Nimas knew, if only they were not brothers, not Nimas who was in a position like this.


Nimas wiped away her tears that had fallen so hard. Nimas smiled sweetly at her husband.


"What is trance?"


What kind of question is that.


"Not A, I'm just happy because I'm being honest with me."


"Sneng isn't angry?"


"A little angry, but I'm advertising."


"Subhanalloh, thank you," said the Ustadz then hugged his wife's body tightly, saying inwardly, "Thank you, O God, you brought me an angel. I will take care of him with all my heart, will love him and together seek Your pleasure, Rabb."


Nimas was at war between his conscience and his mind. He was very confused, but Nimas chose to make peace with his heart.


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