Love In Pesantren's

The clear arrival

Tonight Ustadz Zamzam and Nimas were having dinner together, Zamima was long asleep. They ate with the dim light that shimmered from a candle.

Uh romantic.

No, not because you want to be romantic. But it was a state of electricity at the time.

"If eating dark is so good."

Haiissh is delicious he said.

"What's good A, doesn't look good."

Bener Nim, it would be wrong to enter the rice into the nose haha.

"Yeee, it's a romantic darling."

Started off ah.

Nimas ignored her husband's words. Nimas knew that if she continued to serve her husband, it would end in her blushing cheeks. So before that happened Nimas chose to focus on eating his food.

After the meal, Nimas did not go straight to the room because Ustadz Zamzam led him to the living room.

"What do you want A, Mima will wake up."

A second after they sat side by side, while dark-eight of course.

"A little while, I'm gonna have a chat."

Ustadz Zamzam turned Nimas' body and grabbed him from behind. Ustadz Zamzam drowned his head in the recesses of Nimas' neck.

"A, don't gini! Someone will see."

Ustadz Zamzam chuckled softly, occasionally his naughty lips kissed Nimas' neck.

"Who would want to see Neng? There's nobody here."

Hey author what do you think heuh?!

Nimas followed the wishes of his husband.

"A, tomorrow I go to Pesantren."

Suddenly Ustadz Zamzam put some distance between his head and Nimas' neck.

"Why what?"

"He forgot, tomorrow there will be a donor for the construction of a new madrasa. Ibi asked me to come, Sofia will also come."

The Ustadz returned his head to the starting position.

"I'm also tomorrow to the Pesantren."

Now it was Nimas' turn to be astonished.

"Well, what's the matter?"

"Tomorrow National LKS group, planned to visit Pesantren. I'm asked to fill out tomorrow."

Nimas also nodded.

The Ustadz impatiently turned over Nimas' body.

In that darkness, the hand of the Ustadz groped every curve of Nimas's face.

The Ustadz kissed every inch of his wife's face, in her loving kiss. The longer the heat spread between the two people. The Ustadz had even pierced Nimas' body on the long chair.

Their scene is getting hotter, not to be imitated huh!

A few moments later Zamima was heard crying.

Nimas pushed her husband, then moved and walked while fumbling.

Ustadz Zamzam could only bite his own lips. Abandoned at the end of the day, eh astagfirulloh.

Buyar already desire the Ustadz.

Poor deh hihi.

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The next day, Nimas and Ustadz Zamzam left for Pesantren.

They chose to walk, the Ustadz carrying his son. Nimas walked beside him, occasionally they joked together enjoying every step towards the Pesantren.

Upon arrival at the Pesantren they separated, Nimas headed to the hall while the Ustadz chose to meet Mama Haji at his home.

Upon entering the hall, Nimas finds Sofia already in there.

With a smile clearly drawn from her lips, Nimas greeted Sofia.

"Assalamualaikum, Sofia."

Sofia, who initially did not know the existence of Nimas, turned her head and was excited.

"Waalaikumussalam Mimaaa."

Sofia grabs Zamima and holds her.

Nimas looked pouted.

"Why are you Nim?"

Sofia was astonished to see Nimas's behavior.

"What is Mima?"

Oh my God Nimas is jealous of his own son.

Sofia laughed at Nimas' whimper. Sofia loves the childish side of Nimas. Despite looking mature and graceful, Nimas is still the cute youngest child Nimas.

"Mima, look at her mother sulking."

Sofia spoke to Zamima who was in her arms.

Zamima who did not understand instead made noises that made Nimas and Sofi laugh.

The event began, Sofia still holds Zamima who looks anteung it. Nimas was next to him, occasionally circulating a look for Ustadz Zamzam.

"Nimas, I want to tell you something."

Suddenly Sofia spoke half a whisper because the donor on the stage was giving a speech.

"Now you know what?"

Nimas.

"I'm happy."

Huh huh?

Nimas frowned, and Nimas had not yet spoken. The voice on the stage made him go silent for a moment.

"Please don't chat during the event!"

Soon after the show was over, Zamima began to fuss. Nimas chose to take Zamima out of the hall.

After being outside Nimas tried to calm Zamima down.

Nimas saw a group coming.

"Oh maybe it's the National LKS troupe that is called A Zam."

Nimas refocused on the fussy Zamima.

"Teh Nimas!"

A voice calling his name made Nimas turn his head.

Nimas searched for the origin of the sound among the entourage. Before long one of them waved his hand.

"Shanti?"

Nimas guessed when he recognized someone among the group.

The boy called Shanti walks towards him with a friend.

"Assalamualaikum tea, kumaha damang?"

Sapa Shanti is a relative of Nimas.

"Vaalaikumussalam, pangestu. Shanti to bring National LKS in Singapore?"

"Yes tea, this knows me. Bening. He's from Riau Islands Province."

Shanti introduces her friend to Nimas. At a glance Nimas saw a girl named clear was very beautiful.

He smiled and offered his hands politely.

"Assalamualaikum Ustadzah."

But when Bening was about to kiss Nimas' hand, Nimas immediately withdrew his hand.

"Walaikumussalam, don't kiss hands. Aihh clear your tomb, call him teteh or brother yes do not Ustadzah."

Nimas was uncomfortable with the call from the clear just now.

"So, I don't think I'll see you here, I didn't expect to see Zamima. The more puffed up sii adeek."

Shanti felt anxious for Zamima.

"It just so happens, Sofi Tea just came home. Mima's fussy may be hot so it's out."

He was seen looking towards the inside of the hall.

"At some tea show inside?"

"Yes the donor of the construction of the new Madrasah, Hayu oruh enter!"

Take Nimas to Bening, a girl who seems very curious.

"Pengen sii but afraid of being left by the hehe group."

Nimas smiles.

"Yes already a walk first, later it seems A Zam will also ngisijih for National LKS. Maybe after this show.

Nimas again calms Zamima who returns fussy.

"Oo, let's excuse the tea. Assalamualaikum, bye Zamima."

Shanti and Bening bid farewell to Nimas to catch up with the group that was almost away.

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After the compensation event was over, now it was the turn of the taujih event for the National LKS troupe, the group entered the hall after being satisfied to tour the Pesantren area.

Ustadz Zamzam went up on the small stage and began to give advice to the LKS group.

The Ustadz chose the general theme of the milestones and blessings it would have.

All the students there were very antusian listening to the Ustadz taujih even among those who recorded it in their notebook.

The event was smooth without obstacles and successful as planned.

Pesantren not only to seek knowledge but to strengthen the brotherhood of fellow human beings.

The pesantren are fun too.

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Haha, intermezo viewers.

If you are curious about the story of the Bening can be checked in the OTW Soleha.

How is our collaboration, huh?

Sorry if there are scenes that are not appropriate, the author is just an ordinary man who likes to sin.

Duh lah ah.

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