Marry handsome ustad

The angry wood

"Why did the old man go home?" Zahra kept wondering about what happened in her house, and she didn't tell me. Today school is free because the teacher is meeting, he does not plan to go anywhere but he is not coming home soon. He was more interested to see some children who were playing basketball on the court.

"What the hell is Zah?" Nur who had just returned from the OSIS room immediately approached Zahra who was seen sitting alone on the classroom terrace directly connected to the field, "Neither the Bayu? I just saw a new baby from class." he asked again because he accidentally passed Bayu who had just come out of his class. Unusually, they are usually sticky like stamps. Where there is Bayu there is Zahra, the whole school also knows that Zahra is Bayu's girlfriend.

"No ah Nur, Bayu take the road but I can't!" zahra said with her face. Zahra chose to look back towards the field, but it looks like if you think Zahra is not currently there.

"Your father is not healed yet?" Nur immediately remembered the situation of Mr. Zahra, his house with the house of Zahra was not so close so they if at home rarely met.

Zahra shook her head, "Not Nur, you're not healthy."

"You're patient, your father must be healed."

"Is this because I'm being too hard?" zahra has repeatedly blamed herself for what happened to her father, but still it doesn't feel like it will be enough. His father also did not recover with Zahra's remorse.

"Yes that's the way it is," said Nur agreed to make Zahra frown, he thought his best friend would say things that could comfort him but in fact not.

"Don't take it personally, Zah!" nur who noticed Zahra's expression immediately corrected her speech.

"When have I ever been offended by what you said!?" zahra's words immediately made Nur smile, he knew Zahra would not be angry with his words,

"Why do you always defy old people, Zah? It's not good either, is it? Father sama your mother! You're a good boy, don't make a bad impression on your own parents." Nur knew Zahra was not actually as bad as she seemed, she was indeed hard but her heart never had the heart to see others suffer let alone this because of herself.

"I just want to feel the life of teenagers in general, Nur. Go home from school to play, hang out, do chores with friends. Not go back to school directly to the mosque, attend school if it is Sunday. When is the time for me? Isn't that boring?"

Nur smiled listening to Zahra's reasoning, he immediately shook his head,

"No zah!" he said with so much confidence.

"What's wrong?" Zahra was curious about Nur's continued words.

"Not if it's boring, the proof is that I can still be cool. I can still participate in this activity. If it's Sunday I can still walk to the mall, or if not to the city park."

"Style really, Nur, to the mall!" zahra laughed at the thought of Nur going to the mall, even though he was famous for slang at school rarely to the mall if not invited by Bayu.

"Emang kampung never went to the mall, what." Nur protested, "Gini-gini once or twice I also went to the mall. Healing ...!"

"Your God, Nur!"

"That's just a picture of Zah! Nothing boring, it just depends on how we live it, Zah. Believe me, not everything that looks boring is really boring!"

"Ogah Ahh believes in you." Zahra said.

"No, believe in God alone. Don't be his servant, including me."

"Yes ustadzah!" zahra said with a smile.

"Amiin!" Nur even approved of Zahra by covering both hands to the face.

"Lohhh I'm yelling at you!" said Zahra who sometimes likes to be surprised by the positive response always given by his best friend.

"Your prayers are prayers, Zah! That's why I'm Amenin."

"Geez, Nur!"

"Oh God! Ask God for forgiveness!"

Although Zahra and Nur were never in line but they were always compact, their friendship had been established since childhood so there was no secret between them.

Moreover, from their village, only the two of them had one village make them go home and leave only the two.

"Ehhhh, is that not Imron's mas?" nur asked while staring at a man in black trousers and a white T-shirt top covered in army jackets walking on the sidelines.

"Dhhhhh!" Zahra sighed immediately, "Or Imron if the school is free again." Zahra complained.

Though today he hoped to go home a little afternoon like the usual days, but it turns out only two o'clock in the afternoon Imron had picked him up.

"Well, teacher give notice to parents, Zah!"

" Is it? I never know?"

"You are insensitive!"

"Where have you been, Nur?" Zahra sometimes envies nur, because his life is plates only parents nur never limit the association of Nur.

"I have to go back to the OSIS room again, there's one more meeting!" lately Nur who instead came home in the afternoon because of some activities that he participated in.

"If I believe this, I mending first join the organization so that it can go home as you like." complained Zahra again.

"I came home late in the afternoon for a reason."

"Hehhh, Bayu is angry again with me!" finally, Zahra said honestly to Nur, Bayu deliberately avoided him because lately Zahra never wanted to be taken away.

"How come you're not coming with him?" ask Nur again.

"Hmmm!" Zahra nodded her head so resignedly no matter her older brother who still looked confused looking for her.

"Yes if he really loves you, he will also understand you" said Nur while rubbing his best friend's shoulder.

And right, after some thought Zahra finally understood.

"Totally so."

"Hmmm!"

" Oh yeah, I'll go home first. Really, you're not coming along?" finally Zahra really moved from her seat, tote the bag that she had placed on her lap.

"Where do you want to put it? Put tyres?" nur protest, already knowing Imron was carrying a motorcycle, still offering a ride.

Ha ha ha ...

Zahra laughed out loud as she left Nur who pretended to be singing her lips.

But at least Nur is now more relieved because Zahra is no longer flirting. Zahra is still his best friend, though sometimes they are not in line.

"O Allah, you have already cried out!"

"Who told you to go out, so little work!"

Imron just shook his head, he knew if he continued this conversation they would continue to debate.

"Come on!"

"Where?"

"Yes home!" Imron walked first leaving Zahra while Zahra chose to follow him behind.

"Mas Imron why would Zahra pick up at this hour?" even though Zahra already knew there was a notification from the teacher, Zahra still wanted to know who knew there was another reason.

"Bod asked!"

And true, it was not because of the notice. Zahra remembered the arrival of Zaki's father this morning.

"But you're okay, right?" zahra asked as he preceded Imron's steps, he even walked back to know how Imron's facial expression was.

"Mas has your teacher's permission."

Ohhh so Imron did not know that today I am free. But what's wrong with dad?

Listening to Imron's words made Zahra even more worried.

"Yes, we're going home." Zahra no longer protested, he chose to walk quickly to his motorbike parked in front of the school, he quickly took a helmet that was still hanging on the duck motorbike belonging to his older brother.

"Slow zah!" hardik Imron when Zahra is really impatient, Zahra ride so fast on the bike even though Imron is not ready, as if he does not want to miss something.

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