Married to Ustaz

Chapter 40: Jealousy

Ustaz Hafid rubbed his face roughly, almost solemn. Istigfar continued to speak on his lips.

Meanwhile, Cika came out of the bathroom after arranging her facial mimicry. He sat next to Ustaz Hafid again. This girl hugged the arm of Ustaz Hafid. "Tadz, so are we going home today?" tanyanya.

Ustaz Hafid nodded small, a sign of agreement. "Close your eyes for a moment" he asked.

Cika frowned. "Why close your eyes? Ustaz wants to fuck around, huh?" ask Cika suspiciously. Instantly he instantly distanced his body from Ustaz Hafid. Raising his fist, to threaten Ustaz Hafid if he messes with her.

Ustaz Hafid let out a long breath. "No, just close it for a minute."

"No want! What do you want to wear to blindfold everything?" cika asked again, this girl is really curious. He was silent for a moment thinking about something. "Hum ... Ustaz wants to give me a birthday present, right?" Guess perfunctorily.

"Yes, close your eyes first. Ustaz wouldn't love his card if it didn't shrink."

"Yes, yeah. I close it, really complicated gift," she sibir quite upset. He closed his eyes after that.

Ustaz Hafid stood up, taking something in his closet.

"Can you open, Tadz?" ask Cika. His eyes are already hurting.

"Can." Ustaz Hafid immediately handed the gift to his little wife.

Cika accepted it enthusiastically. With impatience, he immediately opened the gift.

"Just a book?" tanya was a bit disappointed. He immediately looked uninspiredly towards Ustaz Hafid.

Ustaz Hafid smiled in response. "Where do you like it?"

"I like it, but not too much. And also I don't like reading at all, Ustaz," replied Cika bending her face.

Ustaz Hafid smiled faintly looking at Cika's expression, he pulled the two cheeks of his wife. "That's a parenting book, Cika. The way Prophet Muhammad shallallahu alaihi wasalam educated his children. You read carefully, count preparing yourself later," he said. Ustaz Hafid wanted to give something useful to Cika. One of them may be the book you love.

Cika removed the hand of Ustaz Hafid from her face. Disillusioned. He thought he would get a birthday gift like he wanted, but he didn't. "Oh," she replied briefly. She put on her headscarf and walked out of the room feeling unexplainable.

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Cika sat on the terrace of the mosque. The pesantren neighborhood looks very quiet. Because it is today and the next week of holidays, although not a long holiday many students who choose to go home, let go of the longing with their respective families. Including his two best friends were home last night.

"Assalamu'alaikum" greetings Ustaz Andre.

"Why are you daydreaming in the morning?" ask Ustaz Andre while sweeping the courtyard of the mosque. It becomes routine on holidays.

"Not a dream, Tadz. I'm angry with Ustaz Hafid again, on my birthday, Ustaz Hafid just love the doang book," said Cika with a tone of voice.

Ustaz Andre chuckled softly at the words of the girl who was still sitting bending her face. His words were playing off-the-cleplos.

"Good dong if the gift is a book. More useful, to add insight as well," said Ustaz Andre.

Cika who heard that smiled wryly, but one second later she was happy when Ustaz Andre gave a light blue bracelet, where the blue color was her favorite color. "Tadz, thank you, yes" this girl is happy. He put the bracelet on his hand.

Ustaz Andre just smiled looking at him. Cika's behavior always makes her anxious. Didn't expect that his homemade prayer beads are very liked by his best friend's wife. "Either. You likey?"

"Hm, yes. Ustaz Andre, how do you know I really like blue?"

Ustaz Andre scratched his non-itchy nape, with a sigh he replied, "Maybe it's a coincidence."

Cika nodded in understanding. He took a broomstick in the hands of Ustaz Andre. "As a form of thanks. I'm the one who swept," he said.

"Eh, no need. You're not going home either?" ask Ustaz Andre without looking at Cika completely for the sake of gadhul bashar.

Cika raised both her eyebrows. I don't know why the guy in front of him knows so much about himself. "I don't know, so go home or not" she replied.

"Why say that?"

"Males is clear."

On the other side of the distance Ustaz Hafid saw Cika who was sweeping and chatting with Ustaz Andre. Looks very familiar with his best friend. "Is there anything I did not know while I was going to Egypt" he asked himself.

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Leave a trail, yeah, guys. Thank you:)