Marry handsome ustad
Windy
It seems like the news about Anwar's arrival spread faster than the wind, all corners of the village have heard the news, now the good name of Zaki's ustad is back. The children have returned to the mosque to teach. Some of the children were even willing to go to Zaki's house just to apologize and take him to the mosque.
"You lose again!" zahra grumbled when she had to let her husband go again when she had not received any news about Imah and Anwar.
"This is so if you have a husband belonging to the community, which is always the community!" Zahra could only continue to grumble until her sense of regret had to be sidetracked because there was a phone that was ringing but it was not her phone.
"Not my phone!" he said, frowning, he went down the house and finally found the flat object on the dining table,
"Mas ustad left his phone!?" he murmured, hesitating to see who made the call.
"Ummi!" he mumbled, until the phone rang again with the same name,
"Pity if I don't raise it, who knows it's important!"
Zahra finally decided to take the call.
"Hallo, assalamualaikum ummi!"
"Greetings, dear Zahra!"
"Yes ummi, sorry Zahra picked up. You see mas us_, that means Zaki forgot not to bring his phone!"
"No pa dear, what a coincidence. Ummi just wanted to ask you about your situation, some days ummi's feeling a little bad, you're okay right?"
Hehhhh, so tender is the feeling of a mother .., inner Zahra. Even though they never tell a story, a mother can still feel what is happening to her children.
"No pa kok ummi, we're fine!"
"Thank God, then, Imah_?" ummi seemed hesitant to continue his words, or maybe he was planning his speech so as not to make Zahra misunderstand, "I mean ummi, ummi some days dreaming about Imah, he did not bother you guys right?"
Hahhh, right ..., inner Zahra. Finally Zahra told him everything about Imah and the things that befell his little family.
"Astaghfirullah azim thing!" from his voice looks ummi so surprised.
"Calm ummi, it's all done. We are fine now!"
"Thank God then. Ummi can only pray for your good from here!"
"Thank you ummi!"
"It's a long time ago baby, ummi call again later. Abi you take ummi to study!"
"Yes ummi, greetings to Abi!"
"Ummi definitely say, assalamualaikum!"
"Greetings waalaikum!"
Eventually the phone connection was cut off, Zahra again observed her husband's cell phone. He realized something, it turned out that the husband's phone was not in the key,
"Not in the lock apparently!"
Zahra pulled up a chair and sat down, and began surfing on her husband's cell phone, the first thing she saw was the contact list.
"Not a little bit!" he muttered as he looked at the contents of his cell phone contact for no more than his twenties, "That's right!"
Zahra again made sure something, almost everyone on the phone was a person she knew, only her immediate family.
"Is it possible you have two cell phones!?"
Zahra left the contact page, she turned to the gallery and in the gallery she found only a few photos of their wedding and almost all of them were her photos,
"When did you get my picture?" suddenly his cheeks fizzy and felt hot, "Ihhh so moved!" he murmured again while holding his cheek.
"Assynnya!"
Suddenly the sound of greeting stopped Zahra's activities, he memorized it with that voice. Zahra put her husband's cell phone back, but this time she accidentally hid it in the dining table drawer.
"Greetings waalaikum!" he answered while walking quickly to the door.
Chequelek
Immediately the door opened and displayed Nur behind that door,
"Nur, comein!" Zahra quickly pulled Nur's hand and took him inside the house.
"Ustad Zaki isn't home?" nur asked while circulating his gaze.
"No!"
"Where?"
"Why do you think so much about my husband!?"
"Cie ..., who's getting better with her husband!" fashion Nur.
"Thank God someone came to the mosque again. Seneng deh pas got the news that mbak Imah wants to marry!"
"Huhhh?" Zahra was quite surprised and it managed to make Nur astonished.
"So you don't know?" tanya Nur made sure.
"You know where it came from?"
"The news is telling, I think that Zaki has already told you!"
"Boro-boro tell me, he told me to do pr!"
Nur smiled and his face was deliberately pityed, "Ohhh pity!?"
"Don't get sucked up!" threaten Zahra by pointing her fist at Nur, "Now tell me what you know about me!"
"Seriously don't know yet?" Nur made sure again.
"Yes,"
Hmhhh ....
Nur was finally ready to start telling stories.
"So he said that tomorrow Mbak Imah will marry a young man who he said is similar to ustad Zaki and after that the young man will bring him back to his place!"
"That's to Trenggalek?"
"So you know that young man?" tanya Nur, now turned around curious.
"Hmmm!" Zahra nodded her head with certainty.
"Have you seen that young man?" nur asked again more curious until he echoed both hands of Zahra.
"What the hell Nur, freelin knows!?"
"Yes sorry!" Nur immediately let go of Zahra's hand and waited for the continuation of Zahra's story. "Is he really like ustad Zaki?"
"Yes, anyway" Zahra stopped saying, "A little bit!" he said again while pointing his fingertips at Nur.
"Wahhhh, so I want another one like Zaki for me!"
"You're pregnant first like I'm!"
"Astaghfirullah hal azim, nauzubillahi mindhali'. That's a lot to say!"
"Who knows,"
"Isstttt!"
***
Until the ba'dha isya' ustad Zaki just returned, Zahra was waiting for him at the door.
"Why wait for me, dek?" ask ustad Zaki after saying hello.
"No pa pa!?" zahra said but her gaze said something else. He even folded his arms in front of his chest.
Ustad Zaki immediately rubbed Zahra's head gently,
"Sorry, I forgot to tell you. But the pr is done, right?"
"Once more."
"Yes, let's tell the story!"
"It doesn't matter, Zahra already knows!" zahra said as she turned to leave Zaki.
Ustad Zaki could only shake his head,
"Yahhh scold again!" he muttered as he looked at Zahra's missing back behind the bedroom door.
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