Love of a Ustadz

Longs

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

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At night Yuli accompanies Dea at home. He looked at Dea's face. Not usually ustadz Azmi leave Dea at home, although many ustadz invite him to stay in the dormitory is always rejected. For his own wife's reasons at home.

“Adea?” call Yuli.

“Tumben call Adea, what sash are you?” tanya Dea held back her laughter. Because Yuli looks stiff calling him Adea.

“Gak, just like aja.” replied Yuli.

Dea nodded, “oh!”

“Are you the same brother Azmi no problem?”

Dea fell silent, she couldn't possibly say that. He was afraid that if Yuli would find out about it, she would definitely tell umma and abah.

“Dea, why are you silent?” Yuli rinses the reverie of Dea.

“Nothing is okay,” Dea said nervously.

Yuli is getting suspicious, she knows there must be something in Dea's hide. Moreover, looking at Dea's face that was so nervous, while answering her question.

“Dea, not usually Azmi's sister stay in the dorm. It's true that he stayed overnight, but that was before you two got married. And I know clearly brother Azmi does not want to leave you at home.”

“I sleepy to sleep,” Dea moved from her seat to the room.

“Tuh right, they must be fighting again.” Kuman Yuli, following Dea to the room.

Dea closed her eyes when she saw Yuli enter the room. Dea pretended to sleep when Yuli called out her name.

“So fast he slept, must be tired.” Yuli said, she pulled out a blanket to cover her body.

The time has shown at 12 pm, Dea has not been sleepy. Not usually like this, he saw Yuli who was sound asleep.

Dea exhaled a rough breath. He felt something was different when the bed of Ustadz Azmi replaced Yuli.

Dea again closed her eyes, hoping that drowsiness would come her way. He misses the husband who always gives him to the warmth. But Dea always brushed off his longing.

On the other hand, Azmi ustadz perform tahajut prayer. After the prayer he returned to the dormitory. Suddenly a voice of someone called out his name.

“Ustadz Azmi?”

Ustadz Azmi turned over, and saw two daughters holding the face.

Ustadz Azmi smile, “You pray tahajut?”

“Iya, ustadz.” Answer to both.

“You pray, I want to go back to dorm.”

“Loh tumben ustadz stay at hostel. Isn't ustadz worried about ustadz's own wife?” asked a woman, looking at Ustadz Azmi.

Austadz Azmi quickly threw away his gaze. He did not look at the woman.

“There was Yuli accompanying her, I'm sorry. Assalamu'alaikum.”

“Walaikum'salam,” reply the two women.

The two women are his students, who always seek attention to Ustadz Azmi. But ustadz Azmi ignored them, he always avoided.

Arriving at the Azmi ustadz dormitory resting his body on the bed, he thought of his wife.

Ustadz Azmi chose to stay in the dorm, not shy away from problems. But he will calm his heart and mind, Dea's words that do not want to get pregnant always revolve in his head. If he remained at home of course it would be even more heartache, he was just an ordinary human being. Which certainly can feel the heartache, and the disappointment is very.

He was not willing to leave Dea either. But he thinks this is best for him and Dea. He gave Dea time to think. It also takes time to calm down.