Love In Pesantren's

My sweet wife

#Don't hate Ustadz Zam yaaaa, actually Ustadz Zam is a kind and loving person. If my depiction is excessive please let me know.. I love my life (author ).

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Ustadz Zamzam hugged Nimas suddenly, making Nimas gasp.

The Ustadz sobbed and hugged his wife tightly.

For a long time they hugged suddenly the mother's voice was heard.

"Who said you could hug your wife?"

Hayyo...

Ustadz took off her arms and saw her mother shaking her waist.

"Don't expect you to be close to Nimas as long as there's a mother here."

Wahh mom serem uh cool ding.

Mother led Nimas back to the room, while the pensive Ustadz saw his departure.

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The next morning they had breakfast together, after which Ustadz Zamzam bailed to go to teach.

Ustadz Zamzam kissed his mother's hand, then approached Nimas who then kissed the Ustadz.

The Ustadz was about to kiss the temple of Nimas.

"Stop !! You can't, you kiss. There we go."

I pushed Ustadz Zamzam away from Nimas.

The Ustadz looked disappointed.

Poor thing..

In recent days Ustadz Zamzam has always been discouraged if you want to be close to Nimas. So when the mother came home, the Ustadz was very relieved.

After mom came home.

Ustadz Zamzam walked quickly to his wife who was in the backyard of the house drying clothes.

In the hug of Nimas from behind, again makes Nimas shocked not kepalang.

"I miss it so much."

Nimas took off the embrace of Ustadz.

"Mother's right, Aa, you better not touch me first. I don't know until when it's certain until I'm sure Aa expects me to be by your side."

Jiahaha... Checkmate.

Nimas passed into the house leaving her husband there.

So on, Nimas always avoids and does not want to be touched by the husband except kissing yaa hands.

Obviously that makes the Ustadz frustrated.

It's good !!

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"Neng, tomorrow we'll have Hannah together, okay?"

Ustadz Zamzam spoke as they lay on their backs.

"Normally alone too."

The Ustadz sighed.

"I'm sorry for my attitude yesterday."

There's no answer.

"Miss."

Slender.

Nimas chose to sleep instead of hearing her husband talk about Hannah.

The curious Ustadz Zamzam turned his body towards Nimas' back.

How much less grateful he has been all this time. Now Nimas is in front of the eyes so far away to be in his reach.

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That afternoon after Nimas attended the pesantren. It rained heavily.

Bi Haji invited Nimas to his house to wait for the rain to stop.

"Nimas how is Ustadz Zamzam? It's been a long time since I've played here."

"Well bi, forgive A Zam he's been busy lately."

Nimas spoke with a smile.

"Ibi had heard a rumour about you guys."

Nimas lowered his head then replied, "It's just an ordinary household matter Bi."

"Nim, remember yes. We as a wife are legally obliged to obey our husband, the husband is our priest. If the husband has a disgrace we must cover it up. Wife is the husband's dress and vice versa."

Nimas pondered the words of Bi Haji.

Until someone who was her husband came to Bi Haji's house where Nimas is now.

"Assalamualaik."

"Waalaikumussalam, uh Ustadz zam let's go in."

"I'd like to pick up Nimas Bi."

The Ustadz looked at his wife who was not looking at him.

It took Stadz's fight.

After much conversation, Ustadz and Nimas finally said goodbye.

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When they got home, Nimaa changed her dress with long-sleeved shirts and comfortable cloth pants.

Then sit in the living room while playing mobile phone. Ustadz Zam, who saw his wife smiling and sitting next to Nimas.

"You what?"

"Just want to talk to my son."

"Can't touch me !!"

Nimas nasty uyy.

"Where dong, but I'll keep talking to my son, and have no right to forbid."

Nimas relented, allowing the Ustadz to sleep on his lap.

In instead of the T-shirts that Nimas wore up to the top, until the stomach plastered Nimas who began to bulge.

"Darling, I'm sorry I always ignored you."

Ustadz kissed Nimas lamaa's stomach.

Nimas' chest rippled violently, yet he held it.

The Ustadz held sholawat while peeping at Nimas' stomach.

Nimas bit his lips.

Amused by Nim?

Lagian Ustadz nih pinter nyari chance yaa. What do we think about kkkkk?

" Neng."

"Well, yeah."

Nimas is a joke.

The Ustadz smiled without changing his position and looked at the reddish face of his wife. While his hands do not want to quietly stroke his son uh Nimas stomach.

"We need to see Hannah."

Ck again the language makes the mood of Nimas plummeted instantly.

"Please, uh not every day Aa looks at ya."

"I haven't looked at you since that night."

"Keep Aa kangen so you want to look? Yes, I'm afraid, I'm not forbidden."

Ustadz snorted, "Isshhh I ngajakin neng, all know neng with Pak Mustafa."

"Should it?"

"It's not so bad, I don't want Mr. Mustafa to expect more from me."

Meanin?

"Ga understand?"

"Do not understand, neng is pretty cool."

"But there are conditions."

Finally Nimas asked for conditions, what is Nim KTP or SKCK haha.

The Ustadz waited for Nimas to speak again.

"I want a chicken noodle that's a culinary bazaar."

The Ustadz smiled, "Yes we'll buy ya."

"Going home from the hospital."

"Yes, baby, it's gaunt."

Without control the Ustadz pinched Nimas' cheek. The thing he missed was teasing his wife.

"Don't hold it!!"

That's Nim's cheek, try to see your stomach from earlier in the kiss on the doorbell don't feel you?

The Ustadz chuckled while hugging Nimas' stomach kissing him.

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And finally this afternoon, Nimas with Ustadz Zamzam has arrived at the hospital.

Nimas heart suddenly not because, there is trauma every time he remembers the incident at that time.

They walked side by side, in fact the Ustadz wanted to hold the hand of Nimas to calm Nimas who was clearly agitated.

What power Nimas brushed off the hand of the husband and chose to walk side by side.

They were in Hannah's room. It was seen there Mr. Mustafa with Hannah who smiled at the arrival of Ustadz Zamzam. But the look of the face changed when Nimas entered the room.

For a moment they wrestled with each other's thoughts.

Before finally Pak Mustafa who realized first.

"Ustadz, just got here again?"

"Ah yes sir, sorry yesterday-yesterday I was busy anyways sulking anyway."

Deadly swirls were aimed at Nimas.

"This must be your wife you tell me about a lot?"

Whahuh?

Frequently told?

Ustadz gossip also wkwk.

"Yes sir, this is Nimas my sweet wife."

Whahuh?

Ustadz ih Nimas was ashamed.

Mr. Mustafa chuckled, "still new Stadz, still anxious."

What else are the bar fathers as well.

Don't know if you guys, there are two women there staring at each other, judging each other.