
This morning, as usual, Zaki was getting ready to take Zahra to school. He had already heated up his bike in the front yard while waiting for Zahra to come out.
Until a motorbike stops right in front of his house, Zaki must stop his activities.
The man who was sitting on the motorcycle immediately opened his helmet and approached Zaki's ustad,
"Assynnya!"
Ustad Zaki smiled and turned off the bike,
"Greetings, I don't think Anwar will come!"
"I've definitely come to finish everything!"
"Alhamdulillah, let's go in!?"
Just going to step onto the terrace, Zahra already out of the house first.
"Mas, this_?" Zahra pointed to the man who at first glance was indeed similar to her husband, but after being well noticed it turned out that they were different.
"Yes, it's Anwar!" ustad Zaki introduced himself immediately. Zahra quickly reached out her hand, almost Anwar received Zahra's hand but was quickly pulled by Zaki's father,
"We'd better talk inside!"
"Ahhhh no need mas, Zahra will go to school. How about Zahra just go alone!" for Zahra this is a rare opportunity he can go alone to school what else when he sees a motorcycle that is ready in front. Imagine being able to go to school on his own motorbike is certainly very fun.
"Wait a minute!?"
"So I can go alone?"
"Without mas!" say ustad Zaki casually and choose to invite his guests into the house.
"Mas, where's the key!?" whispered Zahra again and Ustad Zaki just smiled.
"Later!"
Until the sound of a motorbike stopped right in front of his house, he said,
"That!?" zaki's words made Zahra look outwards, Imron was waiting for him outside.
"meaning?"
"Mas Imron will take you to school!?"
"Then what's the point of the motor being heated?" asked Zahra with her face.
"Mas want to pack for nganter mas Anwar!"
So he knew Anwar was coming? Pack the secret events and everything else .., Zahra's inner self while looking at her husband with an annoyed look, who got such a look instead smiled gently as usual.
"Dec, splinter! It's too late!" ustad Zaki chose to remind his wife,
"Ihhhhh!?" Zahra stuck her foot on the floor in a fit of annoyance and was about to pass, but was soon put back in custody by Zaki's ustad.
"What else?" tanyakanya.
Ustad Zaki stretched out his hand, he couldn't possibly ask for a kiss right now because there was Anwar there.
Zahra immediately received Zaki's help and kissed the back of his hand,
"Assynnya!"
"Greetings waalaikum!"
Zahra finally left the house upset,
"Why is his face so bent early in the morning?" asked Imron who was waiting for him outside.
"Other times mas do not need to recede if asked mas ustad!'
"Why?"
"Zahra also wants to ride his own motorbike, what's the point of trying to lose the bike everywhere always in the anter!?"
Tukkkk
Imron's fingers landed perfectly on Zahra's head,
"Ohhhh, how come Zahra's head is knocked!?" zahra protest is upset.
"Don't dream, let's go up!"
After Zahra's departure, Zaki finally invited Anwar to Imah's house.
Of course their arrival surprised the homeowners especially Kyai Rosyid.
"What does this mean?" asked Kyai Rosyid who began to suspect let alone see the man who was brought by Zaki just so similar to him.
"Kyai, I'm Anwar!" Anwar stretched out his hand and introduced himself.
"What did you mean by coming here?"
Anwar immediately dropped his body and rested at the feet of Kyai Rosyid.
"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry but trust me I'm ready to take responsibility!"
"What does this mean?, stand up!" kyai Rosyid tries to ask Anwar to stand up.
"I'm the one who impregnated Imah!"
Anwar's speech managed to make the body of Kyai Rosyid limpung and sat on the sofa, he said,
"What is this empty egg? You deliberately made it right for the sake of being able to marry my daughter? How much have you been paid by Ustad Zaki?"
"Astaghfirullah azim thing, kyai. I really don't do that!" ustad Zaki was quite surprised by the allegations made against him.
"I have the proof, all the pictures are me. Not Zaki, but really I don't know who deliberately spread the photo." Anwar tries to convince Kyai Rosyid.
"I don't believe it!?" kyai Rosyid is still strong with his decision.
"The answer is Imah, kyai. If I allow Ema to meet with us, God willing, the problem will be solved soon!" ustad Zaki tried to mediate, this debate would never have found a bright spot if there was no direct recognition from Imah.
"But Imah_!" kyai Rosyid looks objected.
"May be ready!" ustad Zaki immediately urged him. He does not want this problem to be more protracted and will have a great impact on society.
"All right, I'm working on it!"
"Thank you, kyai!"
Kyai Rosyid immediately got up from his seat and went back into the house.
Long enough until the Rosyid came back, and this time was not in vain, behind him was Imah. The girl looked pale with an unkempt face, it seemed like she was crying too much, her body was also thinner than before.
"Anwar!?" Imah was so surprised to see Anwar there.
"Yes, it's me! Sorry I just found out you're pregnant. I'm ready for the responsibility!"
Instead of answering Anwar's confession, Imah fell down and cried bitterly.
"Imah, tell Abah. Is that true what the young man said?" kyai asked Rosyid and Imah even more crying.
"I'm sorry, Abah! Forgive Imah!?" Imah immediately embraces the feet of kyai Rosyid asking for forgiveness.
"So everything's right?" asked Kyai Rosyid with a weak voice and Imah could only continue to cry in front of Abah and uminya, he really seemed to regret his actions, he also had unknowingly made a big problem in his village.
***
"So how?"
Zahra continued to follow her husband, waiting for news from the husband about the issue of Ema.
"Dec, think about your pr."
"Where can I do pr if my mind is always on the subject of Imah!" zahra grumbled, for in fact digging up information from her husband was like looking for a needle in a haystack, complicated.
Ustad Zaki just smiled and shook his head,
"Give up, it sucks to be a person!" Zahra chose to leave her husband and began to open her book, she had to work first if she wanted to get information from her husband.
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