Love of a Ustadz

Worship during the day

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

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“Cie, blush.” Show Yuli on Dea's face.

“Opaan anyway, not ordinary aja.” Denying Dea.

“Do not dodge. You are in love with Azmi, right?” goda Yuli while chuckling at Dea's reaction.

Dea became extremely nervous, the embarrassed hue on her face was clearly visible. Yuli continues to tease Dea, knowing that Dea actually loves her brother. Dea just hasn't admitted it.

Ustadz Azmi came forward to congratulate the donors. He smiled kindly, then reached out to the man standing in front of him.

“Thank you for being a donor in this pesantren. May your kindness be countered by God by bestowing sustenance.” ustadz Azmi withdraws her hand from the hand of the donor. Then he followed the direction of the donor's gaze, his gaze halting right at Yuli and Dea.

“Sorry sir, why are you staring at my wife and sister?”

Ustadz Azmi's question made the man shocked. Wife? Is that really married? Her thought.

“Oh sorry, introduce my name Andre.” He stretched out his hand.

“I Azmi,” ustadz Azmi received Andre's second helping hand twice.

“I say goodbye to the seat first,” Andre just nodded.

Ustadz Azmi approached Dea and also Yuli. He looked in awe at his wife, Dea's appearance today was completely different than usual.

“Udah finished mas?” dea asked as Ustadz Azmi sat right next to him.

“Iya Deck,” reply ustadz Azmi.

After the thanksgiving prayer of the new building for the men was completed, the three of them walked towards the Azmi ustadz room. However, Andre was blocking the way, he smiled kindly looking at Yuli who was looking down.

“Dek, Yuli, introduce this pesantren donor named sir Andre.” Ustadz Azmi.

“I Dea, wife ustadz Azmi.” Dea introduces herself, but is indifferent to the man. She held the husband's arm.

“I Yuli, her sister ustadz Azmi.” Yuli clenched her hands in front of her chest.

“Alhamdulillah, sustenance son of Soleh. Turns out the heck this ustadzah is just his sister, I think his wife.” Andre's mind is excited.

“Kak, I'm going to the room for a second huh. Brother went home first, Assalam'alaikum.” said Yuli left them. He was uncomfortable, because Andre always looked at his face.

“Iya, wa'alaikumsalam.” Ustadz Azmi.

After leaving Yuli, Andre's smile faded. Then, he came home.

Ustadz Azmi and Dea continued their steps towards the room. Ustadz Azmi took some files, because the room would be Yuli's room. He will occupy a new room in the next building.

Ustadz Azmi was busy sifting through the file in his hand, suddenly Dea approached him and immediately sat on the lap of the Azmi ustadz.

“Dek,” call ustadz Azmi bulging eyes.

Cup.

One gentle kiss landed on the cheek of Ustadz Azmi.

“Mas go home yuk,” whine Dea while welding.

“Why suddenly want to go home? Said he was bored at home.”

Dea whispered something in Ustadz Azmi's ear. Ustadz Azmi glared both her eyes in shock.

“What Adek still watch movies soan?” ask ustadz Azmi with a wrinkled forehead.

Dea shook her head quickly. “No, I just want to. I feel really good today, make me pangling.”

“Udah smart ngegombal well!!” Ustadz Azmi pricked Dea's cheek.

“Come doang mas, go home.”

“Iya-iya.”

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“After Zuhur prayer aja Dek,” prevent ustadz Azmi when Dea want to open the robe he wears.

“Mas reject?” ask Dea annoyed.

“It is not like that, it's just a little later Zuhur.” prayer time Answer ustadz Azmi.

“Baik”

Zuhur ustadz Azmi and Dea prayer times at home. After praying, Ustadz Azmi granted Dea's wish. Actually he also wanted it, but he realized it was still daytime. So he undoes his intention of asking Dea to meet his biological needs.

“Tuh right, mas also likes to be warm. But prestige,” said Dea weak.

“Because it is still noon Deck,” reply ustadz Azmi get off the bed.

“Kan is not a fasting month mas.”

“Mas kasian aja Adek overheating,” ustadz Azmi pull blanket cover Dea body.

“In the room there is Ac it does not need to be more. Sana shower,” pinta Dea.

Ustadz Azmi smiled, then, she stepped towards the bathroom. After Ustadz Azmi came out of the bathroom, now Gilirian Dea went into the bathroom.

Dea changed casual clothes, long-sleeved shirts and shirts without wearing a hijab. It's a habit at home if only the two. Although she is used to wearing a hijab, she prefers to remove the hijab in front of her husband.

“Dek, eat together only yes.” Ustadz Azmi.

Dea nodded, she had not cooked lunch yet. “Iya, feed me.” pinta Dea.

Ustadz Azmi smiled, she fed Dea and ate together.

Dea glanced at the already empty plate, pedahal he was still very hungry. Their activity was draining a lot of energy, especially he had not had lunch.

“Mas?” call Dea staring fixed on the face of Ustadz Azmi.

“Why Deck, are you still hungry?”

“By being honest?” ask Dea plain.

“Boleh dear, mas always taught Adek to be honest right. So can't lie, okay!!”

Dea nodded, “I'm still hungry mas.”

“We ate at home Umma aja ya.”

“Iya!”

They both walked towards Umma Sila's house.

Ustadz Azmi and Dea tell Umma Sila to have lunch. Umma Sila nodded with a smile, she knew Dea had no time to cook. Because Dea went to the pesantren earlier.

“Home from earlier, why just came to lunch?” ask Umma Sila.

“Umma talking a while Dea hungry.” Dea ate his food.

Umma Sila nodded, she chose to sit on the chair. While waiting for ustadz Azmi and Dea finished lunch.

After eating, Ustadz Azmi approached Umma Sila. Dea washes the dishes.

“Adea starving son, why just had lunch? Not that you came home from the pesantren before entering the time of Zuhr. And it's three.” Ask Umma Sila.

“Itu Umma, after the Zuhur Azmi and Adek prayers do worship again. Adek also has not had lunch ma,” replied ustadz Azmi.

“Lain times, eat first son. What if he pingsang?”

“Iya, Umma. Azmi won't repeat it again.”

Dea who was standing behind ustadz Azmi smiled with a flushed face.

“Mas, why should you tell me anyway?” upset Dea, when Umma Sila left them both.

“Nothing dear, it should be honest.” Reply ustadz Azmi smiled.

“I'm ashamed to know, worship during the day.”