Married to Ustadzku
Chapter 28
Thursday at exactly one o'clock in the afternoon Gus Ilzam was at his house , while the work of his office he left to Akmal.And now Gus Ilzam is helping his wife to prepare lunch.After marriage Gus Ilzam change his lunch schedule which will usually be lunch at the office , he now eats at home with his wife before leaving for the madrassa.
'' Brother, can Humaira not ? Later participate in jama'ah prayers in pesantren as well as participate in reading bala'iyah together ?'' tanya Humaira asked for permission.
'' May dear '' replied Gus Ilzam smiling, Gus Ilzam always allows whatever his wife wants to do as long as it does not deviate from religion.
'' Thank you, Ana smiled happily.
'' The same Humairaku reply Gus Ilzam stroked Ana's head, which made Ana feel always spoiled and lamented by Gus Ilzam.
At exactly two o'clock in the afternoon the Cave of Ilzam and Ana left for the madrasah, but this time they both set out on foot and all that was Ana and Gus Ilzam's request according to him , and now both are the center of attention of the students or santriwati who do not settle in the pesantren passing to the madrasah.
And again the santriwati made melted with the romantic attitude of Ilzam Cave on his wife , because now the position of Gus Ilzam is holding Ana's hand while the other hand carries a paperbag containing a change of clothes belonging to Ana.
Arriving at the boarding school Gus Ilzam and Ana soon enter Ndalem Kiyai Abdullah, who happens to be today Kiyai Abdullah is traveling to meet the invitation in the village next door , so the arrival of Gus Ilzam and Ana was only welcomed by Umi Jamila.
'' Assalamualaikum Bi said Gus Ilzam and Ana.
'' Waalaikumsalam, tumben did not bring Zam's car ?'' asked Umi Jamila because she did not hear the roar of the car engine.
'' We walk Bi , Humaira again wants to walk, he replied Gus Ilzam. Aunt Jamila smiled.
'' Dek Ana called someone who was none other than Neng Aisyah who had just come out from inside her room.
'' Assalamualaikum Mbak said Ana when Neng Aisyah walked up to him.
'' Waalaikumsalam 'how , later so want to join the reading show reada'iyah together ?'' asked Neng Aisyah, because this morning Ana told her if she wanted to follow the reading of the bawa'iyah together in the pesantren which was always done on Friday night.
'' Yes Ma'am, Brother Il Ngizinin replied Ana smiled.
'' Good deh , yes already come to class , soon the doorbell rang Neng Aisyah asked to see the clock on her wrist.
'' Yes ayuk , eh bentar , I can put my change of clothes in the room of Mbak Ais ? '' said Ana.
'' can dong '' timpal Neng Aisyah.
'' Thanks Ma'am ''
'' Em kak Il, where Humaira's change of clothes pinta Ana and Gus Ilzam gave the paperbag he brought to his wife.
'' Not going to the same class as Ija hem ?'' it was Gus Ilzam who made Ana pout.
'' No reply Ana ketus hastily picked up the paper bag given by Gus Ilzam.
After putting the paper bags inside Neng Asiyah's room, Ana immediately left for the madrasah building with Neng Aisyah.
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The entrance bell has sounded all the students have entered into their respective classes , and many teachers have also gone to the class they will teach including Gus Ilzam who is now teaching in the class of the wife.
Buckle...
Gus Ilzam who just entered the classroom makes the classroom atmosphere feel tense because of the aura of Gus Ilzam who is always flat plus cold , though the sntriwati hope Gus Ilzam will turn warm when married because of the existence of his wife in class , but that hope was lost because until now Gus Ilzam still put a face flat and cold , even Gus Ilzam was always firm on santriwati even though it was his wife.
'' Assalamualaikum wr '' said Gus Ilzam who was sitting in the teaching chair.
'' Waalaikumsalam wr wb '' replied all santriwati in unison.
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Right at half-five the class is over, all the students who live in the boarding school immediately return to their dormitories, while those who do not live in the boarding school they go home. But Ana who usually goes straight home is still in Ndalem Kiyai Abdullah precisely in Neng Aisyah's room.
'' Ma'am Ais '', I ride in the bathroom ya said Ana who wants to take a shower and all changed clothes.
'' Yes, there ''
Ana immediately went into the bathroom and did not forget to bring a paper bag containing a change of clothes.Five minutes later Ana had finished her bath , and Ana has also been wearing a change of clothes that she brought, namely a mint color dress with in a silver-colored hood.After Ana is finished now alternating with Neng Aisyah who enters the bathroom.
While in the gazebo which is in front of Ndalem three men of different ages gathered who are none other than , Gus Ilzam, Gus Hamdan and Gus Fathan , the three are enjoying coffee made by a male courtier.
'' Tumben didn't go home right away ? continue also the collision did not bring a car ?'' asked Gus Hamdan Kiyai Abdullah's son-in-law, Karna did not see the existence of Range rover cars owned by Gus Ilzam in front of the page.
'' Humaira wants to join the reading ceremony is read later', so we do not go straight home, continue why I do not bring a car, because my wife wants to walk for romantic he said '' gus Ilzam replied at length which made the two brothers in front of him grieve.
'' Buckin '' Ketus Gus Fathan.
'' Biarin '', besides I wash it into his own bini '', reward tau '' replied Gus Ilzam no less sniffy.
'' Tell me if Bang Fathan envies, because he is still single, ledek Gus Ilzam.
'' Not single, but my age is too small to get married, replied Gus Fathan not trima ledek by Gus Ilzam.
While Gus Hamdan the oldest among them only shook his head to see the behavior of his sister-in-law and cousin-in-law arguing, Gus Hamdan was also grateful since Gus Ilzam married Gus Ilzam changed a lot , if his attitude was always flat and spoke only as necessary then now it is different, Gus Ilzam more often talk even not infrequently Gus Ilzam also joined the tone if it was gathered like today.
Gus Ilzam and Gus Fathan continued to argue and mock each other, until the voice of a woman greeting stopped them.
'' Assalamualaikum, Hamdan Cave, Gus Ilzam, Fathan Farah said.
'' Waalaikumsalam replied Gus Hamdan and Fathan together.
Whereas Gus Ilzam only replied with a soft voice, even the look on his face had turned grim too, and Gus Hamdan realized it.
'' em... Fathan, is there a ?'' ask Farah.
When Fathan was about to answer Farah's question, Gus Ilzam suddenly moved from his seat.
'' Bang Hamdan, Bang Fathan, I said to the mosque first, Assalamualaikum said Gus Ilzam flatly went away without even glancing at Farah at all.
'' Waalaikumsalam replied Gus Hamdan and Gus Fathan who felt strange with the attitude of Gus Ilzam who suddenly turned flat.
" What happened to the Ilzam Deck ? Suddenly leave "inner Gus Fathan.
" Why does Ilzam look unhappy with the arrival of Kak Farah, even mimic his face immediately turned flat "inner Gus Hamdan.
Farah was disappointed when she saw the departure of Gus Ilzam who did not look at her at all, even though Farah had just returned from the company Farizi Crops , he deliberately passed in front of the house of the Aunt who knows who can see the existence of Gus Ilzam, the article all day he did not see it which makes him miss his handsome face , and his hope is fulfilled when he drives his car through the open gate of his aunt's house, Farah sees the whereabouts of Gus Ilzam who gathered with Gus Fathan and Gus Hamdan in the gazebo , and without a second thought Farah stopped her car across the street and entered the courtyard of the Aunt on foot which made the three men in the gazebo unaware of her arrival.
'' em... Brother Farah entered aja, Aisyah is inside the same wife Ilzam said Gus Fathan who immediately disperse Farah's daydreams that continue to stare at the departure of Gus Ilzam.
'' Uh ,,. Yes, yes already once I entered first said Farah who immediately stepped into the house of Kiyai Abdullah with a sense of disappointment , even to forget not to say hello and maybe Farah also did not hear when Gus Fathan said that Neng Aisyah was with his wife Ilzam.
