Love of a Ustadz

Threats

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"Ear! It's still love."

Dea who heard the statement was instantly enraged, she looked at the face of Ustadz Azmi with a sharp look. A single thought of Dea served the same name of the woman who had been present in the life of Ustadz Azmi. Could it be A?

Oh can not be like this, love emang no one knows, can not predict when it comes and goes leaving a heart that is hurt or faded by itself. That is why love cannot be forced. But the love that has become God's destiny is a love that brings happiness, not repeated wounds. Repeated injuries are not your destiny. So leave the one that makes the wound, especially if the wound is the same.

Um...

Ustadz Azmi cleared her throat, seeing that Dea was silent. Regardless of what he said. Why is Adea silent? his face was like an angry man.

"Why just silence bee?"

"May I know who that woman is?" Dea asked the husband a question again. He had wanted to get angry, but somehow suddenly the feeling disappeared in exchange with sentences in the form of advice that comes by itself.

"Umma is Yuli!" ustadz Azmi replied casually at the follow of the small laughter on her lips.

Dea who heard Ustadz Azmi's reply immediately stood up to her husband's face. "You.." she jolted Dea in a high tone.

"Cock-a-mosquito, bee?" ustadz Azmi was about to lower Dea's hand that was right in front of his eyes. But it was first pulled by its owner.

"Where is it not raging, you answer it! obviously my mind goes where." Dea sat back down. "Where not angry, if you still love each other when you have a wife. There's a baby Vey." Continue Dea in the heart.

"Yes sorry bee."

And the conversation that morning ended when their son cried. Dea who always forced her husband to tell anyone the woman he had ever prayed to live with him, in addition to Umma Sila and Yuli. Although repeatedly ustadz Azmi said the same thing, that is not there. Dea continued to insist on asking about it again, to make Azmi ustadz overwhelmed to serve his actions.

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Later that night, Dea contacted Ulma to ask her friend about her news. At once to let go of longing even if only talking through the air. He asked Ulma to come to his residence, but Ulma refused. Not without reason he refused but because his shame had not disappeared when rejected Habil, and now Dea instead asked him to come to their village again. It was obvious that he would meet the man.

And the next second the phone connection died, Dea who was staring at the phone with furrowed eyebrows. "Basar tuh child, not polite warm people still talk even in matiin. Just watch out for you"

Ustadz Azmi could only shake his head, seeing the face of his wife who looked so upset.

"Maybe signal Ulma times, Bee!" exclaim Ustadz Azmi while sitting next to his little daughter who sleeps soundly.

"Where may be the signal, we who live in the village signal is good especially him who is in the city. Emang Ulma alone deliberately hung up the phone without saying goodbye. It's really rude." Reply Dea ketus. He even expressed his frustration at Ustadz Azmi, ustadz Azmi just kept quiet. It's common, mah! Ustadz Azmi

"It's bee, you can call again. Or don't call first." Ustadz Azmi hints at Dea to pick up the phone he put on the table.

Dea shakes. "Let's just, I'll wait until he calls again."

"Really?"

"True bee, I look like I'm lying." He approached Ustadz Azmi and sat down near their daughter.

"So!" Ustadz Azmi put his mouth on Dea's lips. His voice was quite loud, fearing that Vey would wake up because of Dea.

"Oh yeah sorry bee, I forgot that our son was sleeping." whined Dea while hugging her husband. When else could she be this close to her husband, the opportunity was just like now. When their child is sleeping.

"The motion's in control again baby. If you can be angry in silence." Pinta ustadz Azmi.

"Oh no, I can't be that bee. Do you want me to be angry and keep getting guaranteed you for months, will you?" reject Dea raw, yes this is the original character. If there is anything, it would be blamakan.

"It's getting angry for months" Ustadz Azmi smiled as she stroked Dea's hand around her waist. But his gaze was fixed on their child, very cool when viewed.

"Rest assured, so don't try to make me angry. I'll have you covered for months. Even a year if you have to." Threaten Dea full of seriousness, but in her heart said another. "Don't take a month to make sure you're a bee, a week I can't stand it. Let alone a year, dead standing I'll be."