Married to Ustaz

Chapter 35: Hard to Understand

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

"Excite, Ndre."

"Sister, his own sister is neglected" said Ustazah Laili. The woman wearing this wide headscarf grabbed the back of her brother's hand and kissed him. The woman also misses her brother, he hugs the body of Ustaz Hafid.

Cika distanced her body slightly from Ustaz Hafid, giving a gap to Ustazah Laili chatting more freely with Ustaz Hafid. He was a little embarrassed, forgetting that he was in a public place.

"Where is possible, Deck." Ustaz Hafid gently rubbed the head of Ustazah Laili wrapped in the hijab.

Before long Cika's stomach sounded, the worms in his stomach was already protesting hunger. He was ashamed, hearing the sound of his stomach, "Ustaz, let's go home. You're hungry!" cika said while holding her stomach.

Ustaz Hafid nodded in agreement. Grabbing Cika's hand and tightly grasping. The two of them walked together towards the car.

"Kok I just realized Ustaz Hafid is handsome," replied Cika looking at Ustaz Hafid's face intently.

Ustaz Hafid smiled at the compliment, not knowing why his little wife suddenly spoke like that, not as usual. "Hem. Just found out your husband's handsome?"' his question raised his eyebrows.

"Hehehe ...." Cika could only laugh grimly revealing a neat row of her teeth.

Ustaz Hafid was made anxious to see the behavior of his little wife. He unceasingly held both cheeks of Chubby Cika. They all got in the car immediately. Cika and Ustaz Hafid sat in the back seat together.

Cika tilted her body towards Ustaz Hafid, saying, "Ustaz, you know what day tomorrow is?" He asked excitedly. A thin smile was engraved on his lips.

"Isnaini (monday)" replied Ustaz Hafid. His hands did not stop to stroke Cika's cheeks.

Cika shook her head slowly. "No, Ustaz," he replied, still forgiving Ustaz Hafid's reply. He continued, "Take another guess."

"Ustaz doesn't know, what ustaz knows tomorrow is indeed Monday, Cika," replied Ustaz Hafid did not understand what his little wife's question meant.

Ustaz Hafid thought for a moment. He again said, "Em .. tomorrow ustadz go to study at a friend's house. It's so busy."

That answer made Cika's mood instantly crumble, she let out a long sigh several times. He quickly removed Ustaz Hafid's hand from his cheek.

"Don't hold it again! I don't want to say the same Ustaz Hafid," he said with a face directly bent. This girl throttled in her heart, because Ustaz Hafid did not remember her birthday. "Huh, the date of birth of his wife does not remember. Ustaz Hafid is not romantic" he murmured.

"Why, Cika? Ustaz wrong what?" ustaz Hafid asked, his face seemed frustrated at Cika's attitude that was really fast changing.

Cika did not reply, she instead shifted her body to give a distance between herself and Ustaz Hafid.

"Cika, ustaz is asking," said Ustaz Hafid would not give up.

"I told you I don't want to talk to Ustaz Hafid. Just think about Ustaz Hafid's mistake."

"Where are the ustaz errors? Ustaz's feeling didn't do anything."

"Whatever."

"Sir." Ustaz Hafid wanted to grab Cika's hand, but quickly pulled Cika over. "Explain to ustaz exactly what you mean," he continued.

"There's nothing," replied Cika rather sniffly, she chose to look out the window.

Ustazah Laili and Ustaz Andre chuckled at the debate that was going on between the two.

"Women are difficult to understand, Fid," Ustaz Andre said from the front.