Married to Ustaz

Chapter 20: Disassembling Husband's Aib to In-Law

Cika leaves Novi and Dinda who are still watching Ustaz Hafid who is running. He walked towards Nyai Hana who called out to him.

"Ummi, call me?" cika asked politely making sure to the middle-aged lady in the wide veil.

"Yes, Son. Help ummi cook in the kitchen." Nyai Hana smiled broadly at her daughter-in-law.

"I can't cook, yes, Lord, what should I do," Cika said. He only knew how to eat all this time.

Nyai Hana gently pulled the hand of her daughter-in-law. "Don't worry, ummi didn't tell you anything. Ummi just wanted to chat while cooking with ummi's daughter-in-law. Come on, son," said Nyai Hana softly.

"Yourf!" Cika breathed a sigh of relief, her in-laws were very kind and understanding.

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Ustaz Hafid finally finished running around the field ten rounds. Pretty tired for that guy. Netraya down the side of the field.

"Where is he?" his mind was looking for the whereabouts of his little wife.

Netra Ustaz Hafid continued to sweep around him looking for the whereabouts of Cika, but he did not find the whereabouts of his wife.

Feeling himself currently the center of attention of the princess, Ustaz Hafid immediately went and walked towards the ndalem.

The light laughter from the kitchen rang out in Ustaz Hafid's ears, familiar with the sound of him walking towards the kitchen while he was drinking water.

"Here it seems," said Ustaz Hafid approaching Cika and umminya.

Cika turned towards Ustaz Hafid. "Why, Tadz?"

"Get me some water, honey. I am thirsty" Ustadz Hafid said in a loud voice. Intentionally, so that the ummi also listen to him. No matter what he said, it made Cika angry.

Both eyes of Cika immediately glared at the call, wanting to pinch Ustaz Hafid waist as well as he called himself 'honey'. However, he had to keep his attitude in front of Nyai Hana.

Nyai Hana smiled slightly. "Pick water for your husband, son," he said.

"Yes, Ummi," said Cika, restraint.

Ustaz Hafid was already sitting sweetly on the bamboo woven chair in his family room.

"Here, Tadz." Cika gave me a glass of water. He felt annoyed because Ustaz Hafid took advantage of the existence of ummi.

"Thank you, dear," said Ustaz Hafid, this man immediately drank a glass of water.

"Aw sick Cika, yes-iya ustaz will not call me that again." Ustaz Hafid grimaced in pain, the pinch from Cika was quite ill.

"Good!" sahut Cika.

He was about to go back to the kitchen, but with a quick motion Ustaz Hafid held his arm and pulled his tiny body.

"Ustaz, don't mess around, huh!" Cika rebelled, staying away from her body. He felt amused himself as Ustaz Hafid's hand coiled around his waist.

Ustaz Hafid did not want to obey Cika's orders, still keukeh pulled his wife's body into his arms.

"Ustaz Hafid, would you like me to pinch again? Ustaz's body, tuh, the smell hasn't been bathed!" Cika said quite loudly. Kyai Abdullah who was resting in his room woke up.

"What's up, son?" kyai Abdullah asked in a raucous voice. The middle-aged man wearing the glove was worried.

Cika removed the hand of Ustaz Hafid from her body. Hurriedly walked towards Kyai Abdullah and hid himself behind his father-in-law's back. "Well, Ustaz Hafid constantly wants to hug me. Though his body stinks, sweats, hasn't had a bath. I've had a shower, Bah. Later I follow the smell again," Oh Cika innocently like a child.

Kyai Abdullah smiled faintly at the words of his son-in-law.

"Ustaz badan fragrant kok," replied Ustaz Hafid defended himself, not accepting with the complaint.

"Hafid, don't mess with your son-in-law." Kyai Abdullah commemorated his son.

"Listen, Tadz, Abah said, don't mess with me" he said, feeling very pleased. He still hid himself on the back of his father-in-law.

Ustaz Hafid. It was so bad to see his wife's behavior. With resignation he said, "Ustaz listen."

"Good," replied Cika accompanied by a mocking laugh. Satisfied to see the look of annoyance on her husband's face. "Is Ustaz Hafid really a son, Abah?" Cika asked curiously to her in-laws.

"Of course, son. Why ask like that?"

Ustaz Hafid looked on.

"Ustaz Hafid is not like the good-natured Abah. And Ustaz Hafid is also very perverted, Bah." Cika beredikkik himself, he again continued, "Bah know, the first time I slept with Ustaz Hafid. I was hugged a lot too. Ustaz Hafid keeps looking for opportunities, but right, we made a deal ...."

"Mika!" cut off Ustaz Hafid quickly, he was already very furious. He was also worried that Cika would say more, considering that his wife's mouth was very easy without censorship.

Cika smiled without sin. Poking out his tongue mocking Ustaz Hafid in front of him. "The fact is that, Tadz. Isn't that right, Bah?" tanyanya asked for approval.

"Yes, son." Kyai Abdullah just said it. He gently rubbed Cika's head covered with the hijab.

Ustaz Hafid who saw this could only sigh deeply.