Marry handsome ustad

Distant

"Rackey!?" zahra complained while carrying a tray in his hand, whether how many times he had paced to the same table today to deliver the order, he said,

Yes_, she chose the job of being a waitress only, in contrast to Weni who preferred helping cooks to cook in the kitchen.

Finally after this tiring work, it was time to go home, in fact this tavern was open until eight o'clock at night but because Zahra was still an apprentice, Zahra was still an apprentice, he and his friends only worked until four in the afternoon.

"Sir Zahra, go straight home?" asked Weni who had caught up with Zahra sitting on the terrace of the mosque. Zahra deliberately prayed before going home so that later he would not rush when he arrived at home.

"No idea what's going on?" Zahra shrugged both of her shoulders.

"Weni bring a motor if Zahra wants to be with Weni!?" weni asked, they were indeed the same age but Weni and Zahra did not know each other before, they knew each other because of Miss Marni who worked at Zahra and Ustad Zaki's house.

"That's it, but how is it!?" Zahra hesitated to say so. She remembered what Mr. Dul said this morning, her husband had left her to the man.

"But if Zahra wants to stop by, where did you go!?"

Zahra also circulated his gaze, he also remembered that if Mr. Dul also worked in the same place, maybe the man was there too. Because it was too busy today, he did not even have time to pay attention around.

And sure enough,

Long live Mr. Dul .., inner Zahra and he immediately stood up from his seat.

"Where is Zahra going?" asked Weni astonished.

"However!? Wait!"

Zahra also immediately put on her flat shoes and walked quickly to Dul sir who looked busy next to his car.

"Pak Dul," he called to make Mr. Dul stop his activities.

"Yes, what's wrong? Ready to go home? Let me take you!"

"That's exactly sir, Zahra's house is one way, so how about Zahra go home with Weni alone,"

Mr. Dul seemed to think, he obviously could not be as easy as saying yes before he got permission from Ustad Zaki.

"Yes, sir, not pa pa. Later let Zahra who talk the same mas ustad."

"But mbak_!"

"No pa pa!" Zahra continues to force Mr. Dul to be allowed.

While Zahra was talking to Mr. Dul, it turned out that Weni was near Heni who was also from the mosque.

"Wen!?"

Weni immediately turned to the source of the voice,

"Ehhh, ma'am Heni. Already finished the prayer, mbak?" tanyanya and Heni also sat beside Weni, coincidentally her shoes were also near Weni.

"Yes, change the sip. Not home?"

"That's waiting for Zahra!" said Weni while pointing towards the zahra who was talking with Mr. Dul.

"What if Zahra was Zaki's wife?" heni and Weni asked, looking at Heni.

"Yes, you know ustad Zaki?" Weni was quite surprised because it turned out that Heni knew a man who was quite respected in their village.

"Yes, I don't know Zaki every Sunday always comes."

"Ohhhh ...!" Weni was no longer surprised, if Zaki ustad came once a week maybe he was a regular customer in this shop that everyone here knew him.

"Still in school, Zahra?"

"Yes, we are still apprentices! This is also a school assignment!" Weni shook her head with a question that sounded unreasonable from Heni.

"Zahra's age is now probably about eighteen years old huh? If Zaki's ustad might be around twenty-seven years or maybe more, his face looks like a baby face, right?"

"Yes, it's also pretty!" Weni added.

"Waw, meaning their age is quite far adrift dong ya. Zahra can't get pregnant first, right?"

"Don't be hard, Zahra's coming here!" heni said as he saw that Zahra was walking back towards them.

"Ehhhh Heni, would you like to go home too?" zahra asked and Heni smiled.

"Yes, I've changed sif! But just wait for Sinta first, she's still inside!"

"Then I'm the same Weni first huh!" said Zahra and Weni immediately stood up from her seat, "Assalamualaikum!"

"Greetings waalaikum!"

Zahra and Weni walked to the parking lot.

"So what's wrong with that father?" Weni also did not know too well the people in this tavern.

"Oh that was, he's called Mr. Dul. He said he was the one who kicked me this morning. He said he was asked to help us to pick me up, and incidentally Mr. Dul was also working here."

"Yahhh, I'm not good with Mr. Dul and Zaki!" said Weni who felt bad for inviting Zahra without asking permission first just like Zaki.

"Why isn't it good, come on." Zahra again pulled Weni's hand aar their steps faster, until finally they arrived at the employee parking lot, too,

"Where is your Wen motor?"

"That's mbak, the duck bike on the other end!"

"Here's the key!"

"Huhhh?" Weni surprised. Slightly worried, he had heard enough rumors about Zahra being run down, he became worried if Zahra trash left him alone and took his bike away.

"Don't be afraid, I'll take the bike."

"But Zahra won't leave Weni here, right?"

"Yes, you are weird. Can be in Rante I'm the same mas ustad if until the lakanin."

Hehhhh ..., Weni immediately sighed in relief. At least what he was worried about might not happen. The duck motorbike is the only family motorbike, even it was bought by his mother from the salary of the mother during work at the house of Zahra and Ustad Zaki. Used motor that is still suitable for use.

Weni immediately handed over the keys and Zahra walked towards the motorbike that Weni had pointed to,

"This one, right?" he asked after arriving at the side of the motorbike pointed by Weni earlier and Weni nodded her head.

Zahra immediately linked the key and it turned out to be the bike,

"This time let me drive!" zahra said after arriving back beside Weni.

"Aren't you pa mbak?" asked Weni worried, if she remembered even Zaki's ustad while at home never allowed Zahra to bring his own motorbike even though in their home there were two motorcycles.

"Yes pa pa pa, come on don't be stiff gini."

Finally Weni gave up, she let Zahra sit in front.

"Oh yes, how about tomorrow we also go together, later let me just fill the gasoline!?"

"That's really mbak!?" Weni felt bad but also smirked, at least she would not think about gasoline anymore, no need to ask her mother to buy gasoline.

"Yes, my face likes to lie!?"

"Yes!?"

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