Married to Ustaz
Chapter 57: Starting Possessive
"It." Ustaz Hafid lowered his head. This man pointed at his right cheek. "Let's be easier. No need to tiptoe," he said playing both eyebrows
Cika directly pushed Ustadz Hafid's face to go all the way with him.
"What the hell, Tadz. Puck!" Cika retreated her steps to get away.
Ustadz Hafid smiled amusedly. He knew his little wife was trying to hide the red hue on her cheek.
"What, look-look?" Cika pursed her lips. He immediately walked up to the shelf to pick up the tray, then put the two glasses of warm tea.
Ustaz Hafid did not answer. He still followed where Cika's footsteps were, making Cika grow furious.
Cika exhaled a long breath. And his body jolted in shock as one hand of Ustaz Hafid moved coiled around his stomach. Makes him feel uncomfortable.
"Um, Ustaz Hafid, could not his hand that far!" he said, and tried to get rid of. "I want to deliver this tea, my friend will wait a long time later, Tadz," he continued.
Ustaz Hafid.
Cika closed both her lips. He briefly recalled something before actually getting out of the kitchen.
"I remember the lecture of Ustazah Laili. About tandem. Ustazah Laili said we should not khalwat because the devil will be the third person. Probably right, Tadz. There are many demons here. Ih, spooky too." After saying that Cika passed away.
Ustaz Hafid scratched his nape that did not itch at the speech of his little wife. "That's for a couple who aren't halal yet, Cika. If we ...."
"Stay away. There are many demons in the kitchen. The demon included Ustaz as well" said Cika from a distance.
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"Sorry, yeah, I'm late." Cika put two glasses of warm tea on the table, "Please drink," he continued.
Ivan and Audy nodded.
"You got a show tonight, Cika?" ivan asked after sipping the warm tea.
"Nothing," replied Cika kindly.
"Hm. We're out, yuk, tonight."
"Where?"
"I want to take you to dinner tonight. Can you?" Ivan asked expectantly.
At the same time Ivan followed Cika's eyes. Ustaz Hafid who was still on the stairs. The man smiled faintly before continuing his steps towards the room.
"How, Cika. You can, right?" Ivan asked again.
"Sorry, Brother Ivan. I can't. Brother Ivan knows for himself how my father behaved. Dad never allowed me to go out at night," replied Cika refused subtly.
"I can help you persuade Om Dedi for your permission. Let's get you dinner" said Audy.
Cika clenched her hands. Piqued. With Audy's insensitive attitude.
"You want to persuade me that I won't be hurt, Dy," Cika replied.
"Okay, I can understand." Ivan shifted his body closer to Cika. He took Cika's hand. "But please come tomorrow afternoon to school" he continued.
Cika tries to let go of Ivan's hand, but Ivan refuses to let go, "Mom .. Why go there?"
"Tomorrow my team played basketball with another school. I want you to come support me, and no rejection!" the final was absolute and Ivan immediately let go of his hand.
"Um, God willing, Brother."
Cika really hope Ustaz Hafid did not see when Ivan clasped his hand just now, the history is finished.
...* * *...
Cika threw her body roughly onto the sofa. Eventually, Ivan and Audy came home too after hours in his house. Not dislike, only he felt uncomfortable when close to Ivan.
Ustaz Hafid, who had just stepped down from the room, sat down. This man immediately grabbed both hands of Cika.
"Eh, Ustaz. How come my palms are wiped?" Cika asked in surprise, she saw that her hand was not dirty at all. He frowned looking at the strange behavior of the guy.
"Just not like. There's another man holding you" he said without looking. This man focused on cleaning Cika's hands with wet tissue.
After finishing cleaning. Ustaz Hafid clasped Cika's hand tightly.
"Nrank ...."
"No, there can be a lot of protest. Just now look at you not angry held by your friend. It has to happen to ustaz. Even ustaz can be entitled without asking for permission" he said. One hand took the remote to turn on the TV.
"This, yes, if the husband is jealous? Very strange," Cika's inner.
