Married to Ustaz

Chapter 58: The Rain Shower

Boisterous sounds of applause and cheerful cheers were heard from the spectators who crowded the basketball court.

"I told you, Team Kak Ivan will win, Cika." Audy said passion.

That shoulder-length hair girl, ran small to the middle of the field. Then, give a bottle of mineral water to her lover.

Cika who was still standing in her place smiled wryly at the scene. He knew why his old friend became more familiar with Ivan. "The boy was a friend of Ivan's, deservedly," he murmured.

"I don't think you're coming. Thanks, yes!" Ivan's voice sounded dull. Her hand moved gently rubbed Cika's head wrapped in the hijab.

Cika replied with a nod of her head. He took something in his sling bag.

"Make Brother Ivan." Cika gives handkerchief and mineral water.

"Thanks." -." Ivan received it enthusiastically. He immediately wiped the sweat off his temple and drank the mineral water.

"Yes." Yeah." Cika answered short.

Black clouds in the sky. The thunder began to sound. Signs of rain will soon fall.

"You're going home with me." Ivan pulls Cika's arm to go with him towards the parking lot. Despite getting a rejection from Cika, he remained cool. Many gazes do not like to be obtained by Cika from her high school friends first.

"I'm going home with Audy, sister." Cika took Ivan's hand off his arm.

"Sika, I'm home first, yeah." Audy waved her hand on the motor sport owned by her lover. "Sorry, can't go home together" he continued.

Cika exhaled a huff of breath. Audie is unfaithful, but they promised. Go together, go home and be together.

"Remain sure you want to go home alone? It's hard, you know, to look for public transportation in these hours and situations?" Ivan asked convincingly.

Cika fell silent. Laze. Will he go home with Ivan or choose to walk? Stiffened with fear, seeing a smile rise on the lips of the man before him.

"Ustaz Hafid will be angry if I go home with Brother Ivan. So how about this?" Cika muttered softly.

"Mika!" A loud call in front of the gate there. The man wearing a mask and a black hat that read the tawhid sentence waved his hand.

Cika. Then exhale a sigh of relief. Although not sure, the man who called it was Ustaz Hafid or not.

"Sister Ivan, my brother's coming to pick me up. Thank you for the offer and congratulations on the victory of the Kak Ivan basketball team" said Cika. He continued, "See you later."

After saying that he immediately approached the man who was using the bicycle.

"All right." Ivan replied in a disappointed tone from afar. He watched Cika's running back.

"It's true Ustadz Hafid, right?" cika asked, still hesitating. He did not really recognize the man's face, because he used a face mask. Not to mention the black hat that was used increasingly covered his face.

Ustaz Hafid chuckles. He immediately opened the mask. "Him husband, you don't know me, let's go up now before it rains!" Ustaz Hafid. He pointed to the back seat of the bike so that his little wife would immediately ride.

Cika was still in her place. He did not blink looking so perfectly at the creature of God before him.

"Hey, why daydream?" Ustaz Hafid pulled gently on his little wife's cheek.

Cika jerks. "Yes, yes" he answered. He immediately sat on the back seat of the bike.

Ustaz Hafid began pedaling the bike slowly, saying, "Ustaz knows from mother."

Cika nodded from behind.

"Why, use a bicycle? Why not use a motor?" He asked back.

"Count sports." Ustaz Hafid replied casually.

Rain drops began to pour down the road. Ustaz Hafid pedals his bike as fast as he can.

"We have to take shelter first it looks like. The rain is falling more and more" said Ustadz Hafid, more to a suggestion.

"No, Tadz. Break through. I peed too" said Cika. He was actually quite embarrassed to say that.

"Let's be sick." Ustaz Hafid braked his bicycle under a tree.

"Ustaz, I said just break the rain," said Cika annoyed.

"Ustaz knows. Just a moment," replied Ustaz Hafid.

He took off the sweater he was wearing. Then, applied to Cika's body. And back to riding his bike.

"If you can't stand it, just pee now" he said. "Ustaz also does not know this area so it can not find where the toilet," he continued.

Ustaz Hafid's voice could faintly be heard by Cika.

"But shame, Tadz," replied Cika from behind.

"No one will see. It's gonna rain. Yeah, even if only ustaz knows." Ustaz Hafid replied with a faint smile.

Sometimes he rubbed his face. To keep the view maximum.

"All right." Cika.

"Have peed?" asked Ustaz Hafid with a voice holding back laughter.

Although it was raining Cika could still hear the sound of holding back that laughter.

"It has. Ustaz Hafid had to promise not to tell mom and dad."

Ustaz Hafid chuckled again. "Yes, now hold. Ustaz will ride his bike faster. So we'll get home soon."

Doubtfully. Cika hugs the waist of Ustaz Hafid.

"Ticker, dear!" Ustaz Hafid smiled triumphantly in front.

Cika pursed her lips hearing the words of the command. "Huh! Ustaz Hafid wants a chance at narrowness, huh?"

"No. Ustaz's just worried you're falling."

Cika said nothing more, she tightened her embrace. He also felt cold. His head was leaned against the back of Ustaz Hafid. The black-colored bicycle sped quickly in the middle of the road. Split a pretty solid highway that afternoon.