Love of a Ustadz

Yuli's Wedding

بسم الله الرحمن الرحيم

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Time passes so quickly, now the marriage of Yuli and Andre will be held. Andre had repeatedly come to the house of Yuli's parents. And all that without Yuli's knowledge.

Umma had just told her, when the male interlocutor was already on his way to the house. At first Yuli was shocked, even she had rejected it. However, thanks to Dea who always chattered finally Yuli was devastated.

Ijab qabul is held at home. Since it was a request from the groom, everything was ready. Just waiting for the male interlocutor, not long after the male interlocutor arrived.

Dea, who saw Ulma walking with Andre, immediately approached and hugged his best friend.

"Well, what's wrong?" a man who had just approached Dea and Ulma.

"Dion?" call Dea in disbelief, because Dion never wants to be taken by the road together. The reason is that there is still a lot of work.

"Yes, it's me!" dion patted Dea on the back.

"Tumben want to be invited, usually busy continue."

"Well, because it's Bang Andre's wedding. So he has no reason anymore" Ulma said, pulling Dea's hand into the house.

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The word legitimate, sounds so blistering. One by one the people congratulated the two brides. And now the last one is Dea, "Happy Bang Andre, and Neng Yuli. Best prayer for you both."

"Thank you!"

Dea nodded, then he went back to Ustadz Azmi. "Mass?"

"Why Deck?" tanya ustadz Azmi turned her gaze away from Dion. Ustadz Azmi was talking to Dion. Because Dion is easily familiar with others, that's why he quickly got to know ustadz Azmi.

"I want—" Dea replied stalled as Ulma approached them.

"Dea baby, I go home first." Ulma embraces Dea.

"You're going home, too" Dea snorted.

"Yes, I have to go to college tomorrow. Don't cry dong, look at that husband." Ulma glanced at Ustadz Azmi who was standing beside Dea.

"Mantau," Ulma put her thumb forward. "Pamit is yes."

"I'm saying yes too" said Dion.

"Yes, remember don't mess with you." Dea looked at Dion with great threat.

"Will not," Dion approached Dea. "Health is always my life." Continue while peeping Dea's forehead at a glance. Then he left.

Dea is shocked by Dion's actions. Moreover, ustadz Azmi who was standing beside him stared expressionlessly in the slightest.

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Dea was laying her body on the living room sofa, she had just returned from the house of Umm Sila. When Ulma and Dion returned, Dea joined Andre, Yuli, and Habil.

"Can you ask for help?"

"Please Deck?" ustadz Azmi approached Dea, and sat down next to his wife.

"Pijitin dong mas, my body aches all this." Dea squeezed while removing her hijab.

Ustadz Azmi was silent, staring at Dea's face. Looking at her husband's gaze, Dea felt guilty. He didn't shy away when Dion would kiss him on the forehead.

"Sorry, I didn't have time to dodge it."

"Mas sorry Deck, but don't repeat the big thing. Dion wasn't Adek's mahram, let alone him kissing Adek in front of the crowd." Ustadz Azmi pulls Dea's body into his arms. He saw that Dea's eyes were already glazed over hearing his words.

"Don't cry Dek, tumben lately Adek bangat cry." Ustadz Azmi pinched the two cheeks of his wife. It is true that Dea's stubborn attitude first, now has replaced Dea's spoiled attitude. Which makes the days of Azmi ustadz so colorful from the previous.

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We just focus on the story of Ustadz Azmi and Dea yes. Yuli and Andre are just supporting characters.

This novel has no conflict. It does exist, but it was already in the part before.

Conflict between figures 'ana nadaakan, there is only a trial of Allah swt. To test up to where one's patience in the face of domestic problems.

For visuals, insya'allah will follow. It just so happens that visuals of ustadz Azmi and Habil already exist. Keep supporting this novel, so that 'ana remains the spirit.