Married to Ustaz

Chapter 55: The Coming of Old Friends

Cika just got home from a cooking course today, his mood was so good today because his relationship with Ustaz Hafid had improved enough than yesterday after Ustaz Hafid promised to bring himself and Ning Aisyah together after returning to the boarding school later. He was about to go into the bathroom to take a shower, but the knock on the door stopped him.

"Who?" ask her, and walk towards the door and open it.

"Non," called the middle-aged woman in the doorway of the room. Nothing else is ART.

"What's up, Bi?" tanyanya.

"There's a friend, Non, below," replied the ART.

Cika frowned hearing this. "Who, Bi? Girl or boy?"

"Girl, Non. If aunt doesn't remember wrong. It's Non's friend who comes here often. Au ...."

"Audy yeah, Bi?" guess Cika with such enthusiasm.

The middle-aged woman nodded small. Cika smiled happily. He also missed meeting his best friend. Quickly, she tied her long hair carelessly and immediately put on an instant hijab.

"Auntie, where's Ustaz Hafid?" ask before going down. Afraid that Audy has met Ustaz Hafid below. It may have been finished his history.

"So went with mom, Non. Maybe to the store," he answered.

Cika mangut-mangut understood. He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Urs ...!" yelled at the shoulder-length hair girl. He rose to his feet, walking quickly towards Cika who was still down the stairs.

Cika smiled widely. "Audy!" sapanya is no less happy.

A warm embrace releases the longing between the two newly reunited friends.

"Why's new coming, Dy? Have you forgotten me?" Cika turned her face away, pretending to be angry.

"Sorrys. I didn't know you were coming home."

"That's the reason, the most busy with your new boyfriend," Cika sneered as she sat on the sofa followed by Audy.

Audy grin horse. "One of the reasons is that" he replied, "Btw, your appearance has changed, yes."

Cika was shaking her lips. "But I'm still pretty" proud.

Audy smiled mockingly. "Obsolutely normal. I'm still pretty."

"Oh."

Audy snatched Cika's head, making the master moan.

"Die! Sick knows!" he said with a dislike tone. The habit of his best friend is very fond of pinning his head.

Cika turned her body facing Audy completely. His friend looked serious.

"What?"

"About Ivan's brother."

The deg!

Cika's heart was pounding violently when the name sounded.

"Sister Ivan seems to like you, Cika. Ever since you moved to ponpes he often asked you to hold on to me. I think a madman knows and since then he's been a constant mess."

"Correct?" Cika asked full of search. He used to idolize his upperclassman.

Audy took a deep breath before starting to tell at length. "Yes, I'm often uncomfortable if sought after by Kak Ivan. You know he's the most wanted in our school. His fans are so annoying! Almost every day he tells you when you are coming home. Anything about you. I can't answer anything but say I don't know."

Cika silence.

"I mean, you don't look happy. Didn't you like Ivan since 10th grade? It's an opportunity, you know."

Cika shook her head slowly. "I don't like Ivan. I was just amazed by all his achievements. He's so great." Cika smiled thinly.

"No need to lie, Cika! You obviously said you liked it first. Come on, don't lie about your own feelings like this."

Cika kept shaking her head quickly. "It used to be, but it's not."

"Assalamu'alaikum ..." Greetings the man who just entered it.

Cika and Audy's conversation instantly stopped hearing that greeting. They both looked towards the door. Cika widened her two neutrals when she saw the two men entering.

"Wa'alaikumussalam," said Audy, while Cika only answered slowly.

Cika's body shook violently.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Cika," said the friendly young man wearing the navy blue shirt. And sat down next to Cika

"Hey, why keep quiet?"" The young man waved his hand in front of Cika's face.

Cika jerked for a moment. "Wa'alaikumussalam's chat. K-ak Ivan, how come it's here?" Cika asked nervously.

Not nervous about Ivan. Except for looking at the face of Ustaz Hafid who was still on the doorstep, he looked at himself with a flat gaze.

"Part of distance from not a mahram" Ustadz Hafid advised. After saying that this man immediately left.