Married to Ustaz

Chapter 5: Naughty Santri

Cika actually got a lecture from two people at once, one from Ustazah Laili, and another from ustaz that sucks for him, where he just found out the name of ustaz was—Ustaz Hafid.

“It's done, right? I will be back ...”

“Your punishment, sweeping the library page, now,” cut Ustaz Hafid.

“Hah? Can't be delayed what , Ustaz?”

“Sapu lidi, next to the mosque, excuse me, assalamualaikum.”

“Wa’alaikumussalam.”

“Akh!” cika was upset.

After the departure of Ustaz Hafid Cika kicked the wall of the mosque venting his frustration. He was furious to see the behavior of ustaz who had been labeled cruel, wanted him to shout swearing, but could not see Ustazah Laili still with him.

“I'm sorry too, Cika. Assalamualaikum.”

“Wa’alaikumussalam, Ustazah,” replied Cika pretending to be friendly.

With mixed feelings, he stepped out to carry out the task, more precisely the punishment. He continued to mumble incoherently about Ustaz Hafid, the broom held as a tool to vent his frustration as well.

"The right broom, would I like to increase your punishment?"

Cika turned to the source of the voice, “It turns out that ustaz was secretly watching me, huh!” his inner.

“Eh, Ustaz is here too, as demons everywhere appear, hehehe,” he said more to insinuate.

“Hmm, finish your work fast.”

Cika tried to enjoy her punishment, suddenly an idea to prank Ustaz Hafid terbesit very beautiful in his mind. He bowed his body slightly and then picked up a small stone on the ground.

Yoke! His throw was on target hitting the shin of the man standing not far in front of him.

"Hahaha .. is not sick, Ustaz?" Cika laughed mockingly, took off the broomstick in her hand and ran as fast as lightning from in front of Ustaz Hafid.

“Rasain is delicious, so ustaz so do not be fierce very,” murmured while running, he continued to laugh triumphantly. Satisfied for him to see the look of anger on his new ustaz face, he arrived in front of the princess dormitory with bad breath.

"Abis pursued by demons, Cika?" tanya wonder Novi in the doorway.

"It's not the devil, Vi. But pursued the same Ustadz Hafid."

He took a bottle of bottled mineral water in Dinda's hand and drank it greedily.

"Huh?" Novi and Dinda were shocked at the same time.

"Don't look for your constant problems, Cika." Novi massaged the base of his nose looking at the behavior of his new best friend.

"I'm not looking for Vi, Ustaz Hafid ngeselin anyway. It embarrassed me to continue being punished. Pengin me giggling tuh neck of ustadz, sekate-katenya play rumuh."

"Awas hating long ago so love Cika, you know," said Novi tease.

"I was amazed by Ustaz Hafid. Want to be my priest later," said Dinda.

"Ustaz Hafid has just returned from Egypt, you know she is the dream of every princess in this pesantren. It's handsome, the religious science is very high too."

"Don't tell me you like ustadz too?" ask Cika curiously.

"We do not like, just amazed by the personality of Ustaz Hafid," said Dinda.

"Oh .. The feeling is not good. It's normal," Cika sneered.

"Sir, behind you ...." Dinda gave the code through the blink of her eye to make Cika sensitive.

"What?" Netra Cika looked towards the back. Ustaz Hafid is standing there.

Knowing that, Cika immediately ran to the bathroom to hide. He avoided Ustaz Hafid's anger at him.

"I have a stomachache, Ustaz!" cika shouted lying from a distance.

"Ustaz Hafid, we'll excuse you first" Novi said politely. Novi pulls Dinda's hand to go away. They don't want to get hit either.

Ustaz Hafid stroked his chest against Cika, a second later his lips lifted onto a thin smile.

"Basar santri naughty," murmured ustadz Hafid walking towards his room.

After confirming Ustaz Hafid had already gone Cika out of hiding. He took the cheek object away in his game pocket.

"We're taking pictures together, yuk!" invite Cika enthusiastically to all her friends who are in the romance of the princess. He opened the 'camera' app on his phone.

Novi took Cika's cell phone. "Why haven't you given up your phone yet, Cika? Ustadzah Laili told you that, right?"

"It's all, but I don't want to, this phone is everything to me!" Cika reclaims the cell phone in Novi's hands.

Czechoslovakia!

Czechoslovakia!

He has taken photos with different poses with his new friends.

"Now we're just three photos." Cika pulled Novi and Dinda's hands to stand beside her.

"Please take a photo of us, yeah," Cika pinta on a princess.

Novi and Dinda with a heavy heart obey Cika's wishes. They are both very dizzy and frustrated with the behavior of his best friend.

"Here you can not play Cika mobile phone, later you will be punished. You're not tired and tired of being punished?" Dinda asked fiercely.

"If you don't buckle your mouth, Ustazah Laili won't know" he replied casually as he sat on his bed.