Married to Ustaz

Chapter 34: The Return of Ustaz Hafid

Days change days, weeks change weeks, and months change months. Two months have passed, today is the return of Ustaz Hafid. Cika was well dressed this afternoon, ready to pick up Ustaz Hafid at the airport. A thin smile continued to be etched on her tiny lips, impatiently waiting for the return of her heart.

"Here you go, Cika." Novi and Dinda pulled Cika's hand to sit on the side of the bed.

"What do you want? I'm in a hurry, right!" cika said with a tone of voice.

"For a while Cika, I can't wait to see Ustaz Hafid" replied Novi. "You have to dance before you go pick up your beloved husband, let's be more beautiful, yes, Din?" ask Novi again and ask for Dinda's approval.

"Yes, Cika. You know that decorating yourself for a husband earns a very and very big reward" said Dinda excitedly.

"Din, lower the volume of your voice. Afraid of hearing the others" Novi said.

Dinda nodded in understanding.

Cika's marriage is still a secret to other friends, only Novi and Dinda are new to it.

Cika shook her head quickly. "I don't want to dance! I am beautiful" she said, refusing.

"Eh, Cika! You have to be careful now, a lot of actors. Want Ustaz Hafid to turn away? And marry again?" Novi scares Cika, so that the friend wants to be dressed.

"Keep thou shunned, ih .. 'will be spooky to be a widow at the age of which thou art young. There are many such cases now." Dinda.

"You two don't equate Ustaz Hafid with the man out there. Ustaz Hafid is not his man, he says I'm his only wife forever," explains Cika, he squealed in annoyance at the sight of his two best friends who were still stubborn to dress him up. Finally, he chose to leave.

Just ten minutes, Novi and Dinda finished supporting Cika with a makes-up tool.

"Well, it's more beautiful."

"Uww very pretty. We're great too, Vi."

"Let Ustaz Hafid be tempted," said Novi and Dinda simultaneously, both laughing grimily making Cika increasingly upset.

"Ustaz Hafid, even disgusted to know. She doesn't like me making too much makeup," said Cika still upset. He kept trying to remove the lipstick on his lips that was quite difficult to remove. After that, he got up and ran out of the dormitory.

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The airport's arrival gate in the city looks very crowded. Cika was still faithfully waiting with Ustazah Laili, and Ustaz Andre beside her. Waiting for the arrival of Ustaz Hafid behind the guardrail. Cika's gaze did not turn away from the door looking through every crack to find Ustaz Hafid.

"Ustaz Hafid!" Cika shouted hysterically waving her hands up when she saw the figure of her husband.

The man wearing the navy blue shirt, turned towards the source of the voice that called out his name. He smiled faintly, looking at the girl who had been longed for. With quick steps Ustaz Hafid walked towards his little wife. Can't wait to hug his tiny little wife's body.

"Ustaz Hafid" said Cika with an expression of joy that could not be hidden on his face, he grabbed the back of Ustadz Hafid's hand and kissed him.

Ustaz Hafid smiled at Cika's welcome, his wife had been slowly learning it turns out. His hand moved to frame Cika's face, unable to bear it to peek at Cika's forehead many times. Occasionally his hands also gently pull both cheeks chubby Cika who increasingly look adorable only.

There was no rejection at all from Cika, nor could he lie to her feelings. He also missed very much.

"Why skinny now? Her cheeks aren't stewing anymore?" tanya Ustaz Hafid moves to pull the minimalist nose of Cika.

"Rarely eat, Ustaz. I want to eat if bribed the same, Ustaz," replied Cika who suddenly became spoiled once. He hugged Ustaz Hafid's arm tightly, not even letting go.

Ustaz Hafid chuckled at hearing it, he wanted to kiss Cika's forehead peak back, but his actions came to a halt.

"Fide. Public place, nih," said Ustaz Andre a little teasing.

"Excuse me, Ndre," he said rather shyly.