Married to Ustaz

Chapter 8: Getting Married?

"Din, Vi! Help me dong. Can you see I'm alone cleaning a warehouse this big?" asked Cika, the girl who was wearing the army's instant hijab looked complaining.

Her net was staring beggedly at her two best friends. In accordance with the punishment earlier this morning given by Ustaz Hafid, he is now in the warehouse behind the boarding school.

"We're not loyal, Cika. We are afraid of being scolded by Ustaz Hafid, too" said Dinda.

"Yes, Cika. We can only encourage, hehehe ..," said Novi laughing grimly.

"Hamasah, Cika!" said Dinda cheering.

Cika rolled her eyes lazily. "You're still evil, don't want to help me!"

"Amzn ...." Deheman Ustaz Hafid who just came with Ustaz Andre who is his friend and also an ustaz who teaches in the pesantren.

Novi and Dinda lowered their heads deeply later, saying goodbye to leave politely.

"Why is it still silent? Quickly clean!" the Ustaz Hafid.

"Yes, yes." Cika stomped her irritated feet into the warehouse. Sweeps with laziness.

"Clean up good." Ustaz Hafid boasted a thin smile seeing the face of annoyance on Cika's face, the girl's face looks funny when being upset. Ustaz Hafid quickly said Istigfar when his own net collided with Cika's netra for a few seconds.

"Awas, you know, smitten with his own santri, Fid," whispered teasing Ustaz Andre.

Ustaz Hafid did not answer anything, he again stepped his feet around the pesantren. Every afternoon Ustaz Hafid and Ustaz Andre surround every corner of the pesantren yard, especially in the santri putra area.

While Cika could only smile wryly seeing the departure of the two ustaz in front of her. And the day was getting darker, he wiped the sweat on his face violently.

"Finally it's over, too" he said, then took a deep breath. Put the broomstick to its original place.

The net widened when he saw the door of the warehouse was tightly closed and already locked.

"Who locked this door!" cika shouted banging on the door.

The sound of adzan magrib has been reverberating in the mosque in the pesantren. Cika was still banging on the door with her strength weakening. His voice was almost finished due to screaming for help but, until this moment there was no sign of people coming to help him.

"Whoever is outside please open the door!" Cika shouted back loudly. Cika's feathers stood up, she was very afraid of the darkness.

Cika's tears shed from fear, strange and gripping air in the room. No lighting inside the warehouse. Until he screamed in fear.

"Who locked this door? You guys are so mean!" Cika dropped her body onto the ceramic tile, sitting down drowning her face with both knees.

"Dad, I'm scared ...." Tears kept falling from Cika's cheeks.

***

On the other hand Novi and Dinda are worried about Cika, because her best friend has not been back and forth to the girls' dorm since last afternoon. After completing the prayer magrib congregate. The two girls walked slowly towards Ustaz Hafid and Ustaz Andre on the doorstep of the mosque. They both chose to ask Ustaz Hafid directly.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Ustaz," Dinda greeted as she lowered her head, not daring to look at the two ustaz before her.

Dinda's heart was heartbroken, talking to people she admired. Novi who was standing next to Dinda was no less nervous and her heart was pounding twice as fast as well.

"Afdoan, Ustadz. Cika why haven't been back and forth since, yes." Novi opened his voice, the girl who was still using the white mukena asked very politely.

"Not turned?" Ustadz Hafid asked back. His face looked worried and surprised. Cika should have finished finishing the boarding house.

"I .. egih, Ustaz. We are worried about Cika," Dinda replied stammering with nervousness.

"You're good to romance, let us look for her in the back shed." Ustaz Hafid immediately passed away in front of Novi and Dinda followed by Ustaz Andre.

***

Brugh!

Brugh!

Ustaz Hafid and Ustaz Andre tried to forcefully open the door of the sealed warehouse. Around the barn it was quite dark.

Cika who was indeed cowering in fear in front of the door was inching up away. She thanked him and finally someone came to help her.

Brugh!

After a long time banging on that door, finally the door hinge opened as well.

The deg!

Ustaz Hafid was surprised instead of playing when Cika reflexes hugged her burly body tightly. The tasbih that was always in his hand fell onto the ceramic tiles.

"I'm t-acute, Tadz," said Cika with sobs. His hands freely grew tighter and tighter hugging the body of Ustaz Hafid.

Ustaz Hafid immediately distanced his body from Cika. Istighfar, unceasingly uttered on his lips. It was only the first time he had in his life touched another woman who was not a mahram.

"Hm." Deheman briefs Ustaz Andre, eliminating the awkwardness that suddenly occurred.

Cika wiped her tears violently on her face. "Sorry, Tadz. I just had a reflex." Cika admitted his mistake of suddenly embracing Ustadz Hafid.

Ustaz Hafid did not reply, this man is thinking about something.

"Are you okay?" ask Ustaz Andre.

"It's okay."

Ustaz Hafid bowed his body. Take the fallen prayer beads. "I will marry you .." said Ustaz Hafid with one breath.

Cika's breath choked for a moment to hear the sudden remark from the man before her.

"What! Marriage?" tanyanya did not believe.