Love In Pesantren's

Debutants

Since Zamima, Nimas' mother and Ustadz Zamzam's mother came together once a week, despite no agreement.

They sometimes scramble to hold Zamima. There are no pronouns when it comes to their grandchildren.

Like today, for example, when the new morning greeted the mother Nimas had visited for the sake of just one step ahead of the iron.

"Mother is here in the morning."

Shortly after they had breakfast Nimas started a conversation.

"Mother does not want to go first again, let longer be with this mother's grandson. Oh, my dear grandma."

The mother took Zamima and hugged him.

Nimas and Ustadz Zamzam looked at each other and smiled.

Strange but funny, grandchild.

Make one more Stadz to be fair.

Soon his mother Ustadz Zamzam arrived.

The show began to take her grandson.

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Ustadz Zamzam chose to follow Nimas into the kitchen instead of seeing two other grandmothers fighting over grandchildren.

Seeing Nimas washing dishes, the Ustadz smiled to see his wife then sit on the dining table chair while holding his chest.

Uh why don't you help Nimasas Stadz be romantic.

"Neng, so will you take me to the show at Mts School?"

"Inshaalloh, it's nine o'clock, right?"

Nimas said while rinsing the dishes that were in his washing.

"Yes, if you're done here, a piece of makeup and yes !"

Heh.

Nimas.

"So Aa's ashamed of having an ugly wife like this. Go there alone ! I'm not coming."

The Stadz.

The Ustadz stared at Nimas's back now.

"Loh, how come you talk like that. I mean Aa neng clean up, change clothes."

Ustadz started to worry.

"Oh so I'm dirty? I said Aa left alone."

Nimas is becoming, let's continue !

Uh.

Ustadz Zam stood near Nimas.

Ustadz Zam quickly held Nimas' shoulder until now facing him.

In the face of the manyuning wife.

"Gemes is the same as Neng."

Ustadz Zamzam pinched both cheeks of his wife rather hard.

It was in the old face kirain wanted in the kiss, uh even in the pinch. Hmmm the author's brain again error time yaa watch Korean drama only.

Again Nimas glared spoiled.

"Liatin I don't stab that dong neng, I'm not strong."

Ustadz ain't strong what?

Nimas smiled faintly, restraining the sweetness of the husband.

Ah Nimas mah's.

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After finishing washing the dishes, Nimas took a bath and changed clothes this time he used a plain peach-colored robe and a little lace on both wrists in combination with a similar color veil. Making the appearance of the mother of one child was impressed fresh and certainly did not look to have children.

Duh Stadz carefully feared there was a second Farrel.

This time they did not bring Zamima, the reason is, especially if not for the two grandmothers who preached to guard Zamima because of kangen.

That's how a grandmother sometimes loves her grandson more than her biological child.

Or maybe Nimas' mother and Ustadz Zam's mother had Yihi ngaco syndrome.

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Throughout the trip is spent with small talk ala husband and wife that sometimes there are sweet-sweet.

"Eh A, I was studying yesterday when I met Sofia. Even he stopped by the same house Siti and Hulliyah also."

"Good dong, kind of a reunion, right."

Ustadz Zam relax.

Long time no response from the wife Ustadz Zam also glanced at Nimas who even looked laughed with the look of his eyes precisely sii daydreaming.

"Miss.."

Ustadz Zam made a rather loud noise, until Nimaa flinched.

Say Nimas slowly, thank God Nimas ga latah.

"Lagian neng dodged it. What's the matter heum?"

Still focused on driving.

Nimas wastes his breath heavily.

"He knew Sofia was married."

Nimas leaned slightly toward Ustadz Zam to see her husband's face.

Ustadz Zamzam nodded.

Nimas is a little clucking.

"Aa ain't telling me. Why would Sofia be the same as Farrel?"

It felt like the question was too hard to hide in Nimas' brain.

The Ustadz pulled his car over at the school parking lot. Yeah, they just got to their destination Mts.

Before going down, Ustadz Zamzam knew his wife was still not coming down. So he turned his gaze towards Nimas who had been staring at him.

"The name's soul mate, who knows. Like us. You know now you have Mima."

Hearing the Ustadz speaking like that made Nimas a little flinching.

What kind of stupid question is he thinking. Did not God have arranged all about his servant before his servant was born into the world.

Long time studying in Pesantren nih Nimas.

But still there was one thing that stuck in Nimas' heart. Somehow the fact he looked at Sofia's face yesterday was so sad, Nimas so guessed what happened.

"Take another daydream."

The Ustadz clasped Nimas' hand, pressed him slowly and whispered.

"Let's get old together."

A simple sentence but so stuck in the heart of Nimas.

I do not know how many arrows in her heart from the results of the fighting that her husband always said.

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Ustadz Zamzam and Nimas are now in the school hall mingling with others.

It can be ascertained Ustadz Zamzam immediately busy to and fro.

Nimas watched him silently while sitting on an invited guest chair with the others.

Then his mind glared back to the most bitter times of his life.

Maybe she used to feel ignored when her husband was busy herself this way, but now Nimas feels only a sense of pride for her husband. Who would not be proud to try? Ustadz Zam who is calm plus handsome turns out to be also agile, quick to respond.

All her business is handled once she comes.

"The Assalamualaikum Nimaaaas."

The screech made Nimas' daydreams crumble.

"Waalaikumsalam bu Nanda."

Nimas smiled when he found out the perpetrator who broke his daydream.

"I think his grandpa was brought."

His face was very disappointed.

"It just so happens to be at home again there's a mother."

Still with a big smile.

"I don't feel like we're going to enter the holy month."

Said Bu Nanda who had now settled himself next to Nimas.

"Ah yes, and this Ramadan is different for me."

Nimas smiled as he looked back at the busy husband.

" It's Ramadan first had a husband with a son ya."

Miss Nanda is a little teasing.

Nimas chuckled softly without answering Mom Nanda's question.

"My soul of solitude has thrashed Niiim."

Haha..

That's why I got married mom.

This event is an event welcoming the holy month of Ramadan, students enliven the event with various talent shows.

Starting from marawis, khasidah, and more.

Nimas enthusiastically watched it even though next to him was a constantly smoky train. Sometimes it breaks down its concentration.

But Nimas can still enjoy the event until the afternoon. And when the show was over.

Nimas said one name.

"Mr."