Love of a Ustadz

Jealous

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

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Dea and Ustadz Azmi say goodbye, Aleyna suddenly approached them.

“What's up, Aley?” ask ustadz Azmi.

“Thank you yes, already guiding my sister to be a forgiving woman.” Answer Aleyna.

“That's my responsibility as a husband, Aley.”

“One more time thank you, Azi,” Aleyna smiled sincerely staring at Dea.

“Huhh, why use a special name anyway? Make upset.” Dea grumbled, smiling at the forced.

“We say goodbye first, assalamu'alaikum.” Ustadz Azmi.

“Walaikum'salam,” reply Aleyna.

Ustadz Azmi and Dea return by motorbike, heading home. Arriving home, Dea went straight inside. But not into their house, but the house of Abah and Ummnya.

Ustadz Azmi stared at Dea's missing back at the door's propeller, with a puzzled look. Since returning from Kliknik earlier, Dea was angry with him.

Ustadz Azmi followed Dea into the house. He looked around not finding Dea, then he approached Abah.

“Change, where is Adek?” ask ustadz Azmi.

“There's in Yuli's room, son.” Answer Abah Rahman.

“Then, Azmi follows Adek first, Bah.”

“Iya, Son.”

Ustadz Azmi stepped towards Yuli's room. At the door he was about to knock. However, he heard Yuli advising Dea.

“Adea, we must sincerely forgive the mistakes of others. Because all humans have ever done wrong. Likewise with Aleyna,” said Yuli.

“Not that I'm not sincere, but I'm lazy. They both use special names all.”

“What's your special name?” july asked, not understanding with Dea's intention.

“Azi and Aley!!” exclaim Dea while shouting.

Ustadz Azmi who was standing behind the door shook her head.

“Oh ..it's been their habit from childhood, but you take it easy. Brother has no special feelings for him, like a special call you mean.”

Dea rolled her lazy eyeball, she looked at Yuli annoyed. “That's me lazy, you also make me more annoyed.”

Dea fell silent while glaring at his two eyes. “No way,” Dea got up from the bed to the door.

He opened the door in a hurry. However, he was immediately shocked by the existence of Ustadz Azmi who was behind the door.

“Mas what is here? Nguntit ya?” Dea stared in full search.

“Gak, let's go to the house next door.” Take ustadz Azmi.

Dea nodded, then followed the husband from behind.

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Dea makes warm milk for Azmi ustadz. When he finished he handed a glass of milk to Ustadz Azmi.

“Still Deck,” ustadz Azmi reach for milk.

Dea nodded, then sat down next to her husband. “Hear that I told Yuli the same, right?” guess Dea.

“Yes, is Adek really jealous?” ustadz Azmi turned to look at Dea.

“Haaa? Ng—no kok, I just—” Dea squeezed his fingers nervously.

Honestly, he was jealous, but he was ashamed to admit it. He also thinks a jealous person already has feelings for the opposite sex. Like her with her husband.

“If not why be nervous gini?” ustadz Azmi grabbed both hands of Dea.

Dea smiled, “Actually I'm jealous because Aleyna has a special call. But I also wonder why I'm jealous. Patahal I haven't had any feelings for mas.” Dea was honest.

He was ashamed to admit this, but he could not lie. Because Ustadz Azmi always taught him not to lie, to himself. And to whoever it is.

“If Adek is jealous, it means Adek has started to love mas.” Ustadz Azmi holds Dea's hand.

“I don't like to call him Aley, especially he called mas with the name Azi .” Dea said with a flushed face.

“Sorry yes, from now on mas will call him Aleyna.” Ustadz Azmi pinched the second squash of Dea's cheeks.

Dea nodded, then approached and kissed her husband on the lips. Honestly, he likes that a lot. He did not feel disgusted in the slightest, ustadz Azmi a man who is good at maintaining a healthy body.

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Friday baroque!!

Happy Friday worship, somoga charity and worship received by Allah swt.

Amelvin ......