Married to Ustaz

Married to Ustaz
Chapter 37: Withholding



"Ummi, abah!" He screamed loudly in the room as Ustaz Hafid's hand began to lose control of his body.


Ustaz Hafid let go of his embrace, he immediately took notice of what he had done just now. "I'm sorry, just a little khilaf just now," he said so honestly.


Cika did not answer, instead she walked quickly to the door.


Kiai Abdullah and Nyai Hana who heard it hurriedly came. "What's up, son?" ask both compact in front of the room door.


"Hiks .. hiks ... Ustaz Hafid nasty Ummi, Bah. Ustaz Hafid wants to harass me" he said so dramatically.


"Astagfirullahaladzim." Ustadz Hafid stroked his chest hearing the complaint.


"Open the door, son," said Nyai Hana.


"No opening with Ustaz Hafid, Ummi, hiks ...." Cika pretended to cry. His voice sounded very sad, making anyone who heard it would feel pity.


"Murray!" Kiai Abdullah's voice rose two octaves.


"Excite, Bah." Ustaz Hafid immediately opened the door again.


Cika immediately hugged Nyai Hana's body after the door of the room was opened. "Ummi, Ustaz Hafid nasty. As if hugging and holding my body without my consent in advance whereas, right ...."


"Cika, stop complaining about something that is not-no," Ustaz Hafid quickly cut. If it wasn't so likely that his little wife would have told him everything without any censorship at all.


"I'm not complaining about nothing. I'm telling the truth. Ustaz Hafid was violent to me just now," he replied in no way to lose.


Kiai Abdullah and Nyai Hana looked at the words.


"Where may be the violence of Cika, ustaz did not hurt any," said Ustaz Hafid, this man felt a little uncomfortable to ummi and his brother, because it disturbed the rest of both.


Cika let go of her embrace, looking at Ustaz Hafid with a sangar. "That's according to Ustaz, I think it's still violent!" he continued to defend himself.


Nyai Hana gently rubbed Cika's head that was coated in the hijab. "Already, Son. The law, your husband."


"Thank you, Ummi." Cika hugged her in-laws arm spoiled. He then stuck his tongue out at Ustadz Hafid, the girl feeling victorious. "I don't want to sleep with Ustaz Hafid anymore" he continued.


Ustaz Hafid let out a long breath. "Yes already, if you do not want to sleep with ustaz is okay. But tomorrow do not expect ustaz to take you home, ustaz go alone," said Ustaz Hafid.


"Go home mom and dad?" ask Cika curiously.


Ustaz Hafid replied with a nod of his head.


She quickly walked towards Ustaz Hafid, hugging her husband's arm spoiled. "I'm coming home tomorrow, Tadz." Cika showed her cute face, her eyes sparkling happily.


"The terms, meet first."


"I want to sleep the same, Ustaz," he said with confidence.


After negotiating for quite a long time, Ustaz Hafid finally agreed as well. He gave happy in his heart, it was easy to melt the heart of his little wife. Meanwhile, Kiai Abdullah and Nyai Hana returned to their rooms. Both of them felt funny seeing the innocence of his son-in-law.


Cika replaced her robe with a nightgown. This girl went up to the bed. Get ready to go to sleep.


"Don't hold-hold! Don't look for opportunities, Ustaz." Cika warned, her fist raised, she turned to Ustaz Hafid who was still busy with her dhikr. Although he agreed to sleep with Ustaz Hafid, it does not mean he has forgiven Ustaz Hafid who forgot his birthday. Two bolster pillows are placed in the middle of it and Ustaz Hafid as a barrier.


"Borrow a cell phone, Tadz."


"For what?" asked Ustaz Hafid, the prayer beads in his hands were placed on the nightstand. He is done with his dhikr.


"Watch."


"Not to watch, just sleep. Later wake up late at night prayer," he said then lay his body.


Cika pursed her lips. "I'm not sleepy, Tadz. I'll just watch it for a second." Cika removed the bolster pillow as a barrier, she shifted her body closer to Ustaz Hafid, she pretended to whine like a child, then shook the body Ustaz Hafid.


"A half an hour, nothing more. Borrow, yeah." Cika seduced with a soft voice.


Ustaz Hafid pulled on Cika's cheeks, ruffling her little wife's long hair with anxiety. "You know what the weakness of the ustaz is" he said.


Cika smiled widely. "That means I can borrow a cell phone?" tanyakanya.


"Later you play again" said Ustaz Hafid.


"No. Suer deh, Tadz. I just want to watch. I promise," said Cika reassuringly.


Ustaz Hafid seemed to think for a moment. "All right, but what movie did you watch?"


"horror movie. Ustaz watched it too, yeah." Feeling a long wait, Cika immediately took his own phone that was on the nightstand.


He looked seriously at the phone screen. Her favorite horror movie is already playing, her hair is standing on end. Meanwhile, Ustaz Hafid was not interested in the film watched by Cika, this man was instead interested in staring at the beautiful face of his little wife who was being serious. Still looking beautiful and cute, her hands danced on Cika's face.


"Yeah!!!" Cika screamed in fear, when suddenly the ghost of the nagging nurse appeared suddenly. The cellphone in his hand was thrown away haphazardly, he hugged the burly body of Ustaz Hafid.


"If you're afraid, don't watch Cika."


"His ghost is too ugly and terrible, Tadz. Usually it is not like that," he said who is still in the arms of Ustaz Hafid.


"We sleep, and ustaz is sleepy too." Ustaz Hafid pulled a blanket over his body and Cika. His little wife was still in his arms. Hugged his body tightly. He felt his body cold hot right now, no matter how normal he was. Especially when the tail of his eyes found Cika's pajama buttons open. If it continues like this, the fortress of defense could collapse. Only Istighfar could do to eliminate everything.


"Sika, you keep sleeping like this?" tanyakanya.


"Yes, I'm scared."


Ustaz Hafid exhaled a heavy breath. "All right, sleep already."


"Tadz, read the verse chair dong. I'm afraid the nun is coming" she asked in a hoarse voice.


Ustaz Hafid obeyed Cika's wishes, he immediately read the verse of the chair. Her lips carved out a small smile looking at Cika who was already asleep. With so careful he peeked at the top of Cika's forehead. "I love you" said Ustaz Hafid before he also fell asleep.