Married to Ustaz

Chapter 28: Thank You, Ustaz Andre!

Cika could only stare at the back of Ustaz Hafid who was getting away from the car glass. The tears that he had been holding back from now on immediately decayed without being asked. He quickly turned his face the other way when Ustaz Andrea entered.

Ustaz Andre sat at the front wheel, this man was worried when he heard the sobbing from the girl sitting in the back seat. "Are you okay?" tanyakanya.

"Gum." Cika only cleared her throat briefly, trying to wipe away the tears on her cheeks.

"Your husband better understands how to relate to someone who is not a mahram, you don't have to worry. What you think of them is impossible, I guarantee it" said Ustaz Andre. He took a few pieces of tissue from the dashboard of the car, then thrust the tissue to Cika.

Cika received the sodoran, she immediately wiped away the trace of tears on her cheeks. "Ustaz Andre, trying to defend Ustaz Hafid, huh?"

"Not really."

After that, there was no more conversation. Ustaz Andre started the car engine, then drove the car at medium speed leaving the airport, splitting the highway that was quite crowded that day.

"Ustaz Andre stop!" cika shouted from behind spontaneously.

Ustaz Andre braked suddenly. "Astagfirullah, you make ustaz surprised," said Ustaz Andre accompanied by Istigfar. He looked back, his best friend's wife stopped crying.

Cika smiled sweetly towards Ustaz Andre. Showing a series of neat and white teeth.

"Ustaz, I want to buy ice cream and snacks for a while," he said. "Can?" he asked again for approval.

Ustaz Andre just nodded small.

Got the approval Cika got off the car immediately. He walked quickly to a fairly crowded shopping place around there. Now he wants to eat a lot, it is done as one way to eliminate sadness and vent his frustration.

Ustaz Andre came down as well, following Cika from behind, he did not want his best friend's wife why.

"Yes, I forgot to bring money." Cika seemed to complain when she arrived inside the store.

Ustaz Andre chuckled at Cika's behavior, his hand wanted to pinch the cheek of the girl in front of him because he felt anxious himself. However, he immediately held his hand. Hurriedly beristigfar, as his mind began to wild everywhere. "She's your best friend's wife, Ndre," her mind warned itself.

Cika frowned as she had not yet received an answer from the man before her.

"Staz Andre!" he shouted, disperse the reverie of the man.

"Ah, yes. Ustaz will pay, you just take, what you want to buy."

Cika ber 'iyes ria', happy she can eat as much as today. Without a second thought he ran into the shop, his finger snapping quickly at snacks with different brands.

Ustadz Andre who saw him again smiled little, feeling funny. "Fid, your wife is adorable."

Ustaz Andre and Cika are now queuing in front of the cashier. Waiting their turn to pay for their groceries.

Cika advanced at the very front when someone in front of her had already rushed away. He took out all the snacks in the trolley to calculate the total price.

"One hundred thousand, sir" said a woman wearing the shop's uniform. He gave her a plastic bag containing groceries.

Cika accepted enthusiastically.

Ustaz Andre took out his wallet, and took the money a hundred thousand and gave it to the cashier.

After paying for groceries Cika and Ustaz Andre walked out to the car park.

"Ustaz Andre is very good, thank you, yes, already payin, I mean the treat," he said with a thin smile engraved on his tiny lips.

Ustaz Andre replied with a nod of his head.