Married to Ustaz

Chapter 22: Slander

This morning. Inside the dormitory the princess was very noisy and noisy. There was one of the princess santri losing her pocket money. Cika felt cornered when she heard the scolding, for the sake of the poisons coming out of the mouths of her friends. He really didn't know why the money he lost was in his closet.

"Since he moved here. We often lose our things!" cibir Ayuni, he has senior sister Cika and he also lost the money. Ayuni continued to sneer at Cika unceasingly.

Cika silence. He hugged his knees in the corner of the room. Everyone accused him of being a thief, hateful gazes directed at him.

Cika was still immune to the scorn of the other santri-santri, but her heart was completely broken when her own two companions charged along. Clear tears kept coming out of her eyes. Where are his two best friends?

"I'm disappointed in you, Cika!"

"We don't want to be friends with you anymore."

The words of Novi and Dinda filled Cika's mind, he tried to refute and defend himself. However, still his self-talk was only said to be nonsense.

Sometimes those of us who feel zolimi can just shut up and smile. Wh why? Well, it's free to explain the truth to people who have been influenced.

"Rubber, I heard, he moved here also because he was naughty, it is appropriate," said the friend Ayuni chimed.

Cika stood up, the condition of this girl is very alarming. "I told you, don't do such a dirty thing! Why are you all accusing me, anyway?" tanyanya was a little screaming.

"We are not accusing, the evidence is already there. The money is in your closet. Who else if not you take it. Think dong!" Ayuni continued to berate Cika.

"Where are the thieves who want to ngaku."

"Yups, that's right."

Brugh!

Cika's body collided with Ustadz Hafid in the doorway. He ran back with tears, Ustaz Hafid immediately chased after him.

Ustazah Laili who indeed walked hand in hand with her brother entered first into the romance of the princess after getting a report from santriwati. This case will be resolved well.

Cika ran to the back of the warehouse. She shed her tears there. He shouted, voicing his heart that was completely wounded.

"Everyone here is evil!" Cika leaned her back against the wall of the warehouse, slowly slumping her body to the ground.

Ustaz Hafid's heart was completely hurt to see his little wife crying. Ustaz Hafid crouched down, pulling Cika's petite body into his arms.

Cika did not rebel, her black bead stared fixedly at the face of Ustaz Hafid. "Ustaz, believe me, don't I do that?" ask her with sadness.

Ustaz Hafid nodded small. "Ustaz strongly believes, you can't do it" he said with conviction. Ustaz Hafid's hand lifted, wiping away the trace of tears on Cika's cheek.

Cika tightened her embrace, her cries more and more spilled in her husband's warm embrace.

Ustadz Hafid gently rubbed Cika's back, trying to calm down. The sound of his wife's cry was not heard anymore, making Ustaz Hafid astonished. He pushed Cika's body plan.

"Astagfirullahaladzim ...." Ustaz Hafid did not realize that Cika was unconscious in his arms. He patted gently Cika's cheek trying to resuscitate his wife, but there was no response.

With a quick motion, he immediately carried Cika's body.