Love of a Ustadz

Ulma's Return

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

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Dea looked straight ahead at the house. He did not want Ulma to come home, he still wanted to be with Ulma longer. But Ulma has got a call from her mother, tomorrow she has to go to college.

“Don't be sad, I have to go to college. If you have time you can meet me at home, we will go to Dion.” Ulma teased her best friend, so as not to be sad anymore.

Dea smile. “What the hell, you don't see?” dea glanced at Ustadz Azmi standing beside him.

“Handering, already here hug first.” Ulma spread out both her hands.

Dea hugged Ulma, then she let go of her opening. Ulma gave kisses on the right and left cheeks of her best friend. Umma, Abah, Yuli, and Ustadz Azmi who witnessed it were amazed. Ulma and Dea are like siblings. Patahal has no blood ties.

“Change, Umma, Yuli, Sister-in-law, and Dea. I'm saying yes, Assalam'alaikum.”

“Walaikum greetings,” answer them simultaneously. Except for Dea, who only nodded withholding tears.

After Ulma's car drove away from the house, Ustadz Azmi invited Dea into the house.

“Dek do not have to be sad yes,” ustadz Azmi approached Dea, he hugged Dea's body.

Dea nodded, “Iya.”

The atmosphere of the living room, suddenly quiet. Ustadz Azmi and Dea dissolved in their respective minds. Ustadz Azmi knew his wife was saddened by Ulma's return.

So all he did was hug his wife's body, then Yuli approached ustadz Azmi and Dea.

“Yuli?” call Dea to release her embrace.

Dea's face sparkled for a while, meatballs were her favorite food. He often ate meatballs, while still in town. But now it was rare, so he was happy when Abah bought him meatballs.

“Still yes,” says Dea smile.

“Sama-sama, I went to the house next door first.” Pamit Yuli, who is called Dea and also Ustadz Azmi.

“Mas bribe me dong, ntar mas also eat with me.” Pinta Dea's.

Ustadz Azmi smiled, he began to feed his wife. Bribes by mouth passed, until the meatballs ran out. Ustadz Azmi grabbed a glass of water and thrust it at Dea. Dea shakes.

“Why? Don't want to drink the story water?” tanya ustadz Azmi frowned.

“Not the story,” Dea replied stopped, he climbed on the lap of ustadz Azmi.

“Dek?” ustadz Azmi opened his eyes wide, he was shocked until the glass of water in his hand spilled slightly.

Dea grabbed the glass from the hand of Ustadz Azmi, then he looked at the face of Ustadz Azmi annoyed. “I was just sitting on my lap. Why even like a frightened person?”

“Ya'allah, I'm just surprised by Dek.”

Ustadz Azmi smiled stiffly, this was the first time for him a woman was sitting on his lap. Even though his wife Dea still ustadz Azmi was nervous. He was used to the delinquents of Dea, just that every Dea did his mischief in the room. Not in the living room like this, he was afraid who knew who was watching.

“Mas why even be nervous like gini?” ask Dea. While sipping white water.

“Adek is free to do anything important in the room. Not in this place, if anyone sees it is not good.” Ustadz Azmi replied, his heart skipped a beat as Dea leaned his head against the chest of Ustadz Azmi.

“Yeah, why deg-degkan ya?” Ledek Dea came down from the lap of the husband, and handed him water.