Love of a Ustadz

The Dea

Ulma came to Dea, she told him what she had just done. Dea who heard Ulma's words, was half-dead in shock. How not, he is married, has not expressed his feelings for the husband. Not that he is prestigious, but for him to convey a feeling must be at the right time.

"That dong be a person, if you are in direct love, be honest. Don't be covered up, it's the same thing we love. He wants me to be allhamdulillah. Don't want no problem, the most important thing is that there is no longer something stuck in the heart."

"That's your principle Ulma, if I'm any different." Dea turned a lazy eyeball, he knew that at this time the one Ulma was pushing was him. On the other hand, Ulma also seriously loved Habil. And he also wants Dea to be honest with ustadz Azmi. So that the household of his best friend becomes more harmonious. Moreover, if the baby in the womb Dea at this time, will be born.

"I know different people have different principles, but at least you're honest about how you feel." Ulma gently touched Dea's hand, "believe me, surely every couple also need honesty about feelings."

"It's not that I'm not being honest with my feelings, but Mas Azmi wants me to love him because of God. So I have to convince my heart first" Dea clasped Ulma's hand.

"All right, I understand" Ulma nodded.

"How do you convey your feelings to Brother Habil? You're not ashamed of that?" dea asked, switching the conversation.

"Why should I be ashamed, everything I say is true. Well if people say anyway, this drops the self-esteem of girls. But what's wrong with being honest?and fight for our love. It is also not a wrong love, me and Abel are both still bachelors." Ulma replied at length, as if removing all the grunts he felt.

"Yes, you're right." Cut Dea.

"Then why don't you just be honest with brother-in-law, about how you feel."

"I told you before," Dea threw away her face. Feeling bored, Ulma always returns the topic of her feelings.

"I know Dea, but sister-in-law. You hang him" Ulma moved from her seat. "Judah, I'm going to be in vain." The next thing passed leaving Dea. Because in the early hours, he'll be back in town. Her time off is over, so she has to go back to college.

After everything was ready, Ulma said goodbye to all the Azmi Ustadz families who were there. Except Habil.

***

Dea decided to pray at home, sitting down. His stomach hurt, but he was still quiet. Has not told anyone, including the husband who always accompanied her.

"Why Deck?" tanya Ustadz Azmi approached Dea.

Dea shook her head weakly, "It's okay."

"But pain, right Dek?" ask again.

This time, Dea nodded without seeing the face of Ustadz Azmi.

***

Yuli, Umma Sila, and the others were already waiting outside. A nurse said, Dea's going to be a baby. Umma Please land mandir outside the room. Waiting for Ustadz Azmi to come out, he will enter the room.

Inside the delivery room.

"Mas come out first Dek, let's replace the same Umma." The whispers of the Azmi ustadz slowly in the ears of the Dea.

Dea, who initially closed her eyes, now opened her eyes while tightly grasping the hands of Ustadz Azmi.

"I love you, I'm sorry to be honest." Dea Revealed.

Ustadz Azmi smiled gently, happy? Of course he was happy. But on the other hand he worries about Dea's current condition, but he is more confident in the creator. Time everything.

"Alhamdulillah, Adek must be strong yes." Ustadz Azmi gently stroked the top of Dea's hair.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to express my feelings, at the time of—"

Ssst. Ustadz Azmi put his index finger on Dea's lips, as if he understood what Dea was going to say.

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