Marry handsome ustad

Seminar place

Ustad Zaki was already in a building that was supposed to be the venue for the Hasyim kyai seminar, but this time he was in the kitchen as one of the speakers at the event. Apparently the event was attended by students and representatives from various campuses and also boarding schools throughout Indonesia.

He is in addition to famous Islamic figures in Indonesia as well as great journalists in Indonesia, one of which is Najwa Shihab. This is a great honor for ustad Zaki who still feels too early if it is aligned with them.

But apparently most of them already know Zaki, especially those who are active on one of social media because Zaki's ustad including young people who are quite active in social media, it's not hard to know him.

Break isoma, Ustad Zaki also rushed to mushola. And some students also took the time to greet ustad Zaki just to shake hands and meet photos,

"I pray first yes, later on connect again!" said Ustad Zaki while clenching his hands in front of his chest pleading politely for permission because it was almost one hour and the event will start at exactly two in the afternoon.

"Ohhh yes, please!" finally they let Zaki to continue his steps to the mushola.

Some of the participants chose to pray at the mosque which is a little distance away compared to the mosque, but quite close to the place to eat, which is not the best place to eat, but ustad Zaki chose to mushola because it looks more lonely so he does not need to take too long turns.

Although the mosque and mosque are quite large but still can not accommodate the participants who number almost a thousand, far from the estimates of Zaki's parents at the beginning who only estimate the participants about five hundreds.

After arriving at the mosque he immediately took ablution and congregational prayers with some who came along with Zaki ustad.

Actually after praying, it was like to contact my wife but apparently the time was too mepet even he had not had time to eat his lunch ration.

O Allah I miss .., send this greeting to him, doany before he stands from his prostration.

Ustad Zaki immediately returned to the hall where he filled the event, said other speakers will have other speakers who also come to replace one of the oustad that was permission this morning because there was an obstacle present.

At exactly two in the afternoon, the participants began to enter the hall, the cameramen who served as documentation were also on stand by with their cameras and equipment.

The show's leader began to reopen the event,

"How is it fresh? Before starting the material also the debate let me invite one more speaker who is late today because there is an event elsewhere this morning, let's welcome our new speaker, ustadzah Zida Nafisah!"

A woman with her long headscarf walked up the stage, whether she had been in the audience before.

The arrival of the woman was quite surprising ustad Zaki, he was fixated on her, the woman was a woman he had not seen for a long time and this time he appeared in the middle of the event.

He's right Nafis. It turned out that the admiration for the woman was still there. Astaghfirullah azim thing.., immediately lowered his gaze, feeling guilty to himself. It would be a lie if his heart did not tremble at all to see the woman who had been present in his past.

The woman smiled at him and sat down. The show host immediately introduced who the woman who had just arrived.

"Hows it? Are you all familiar with this beautiful young person? Well I will introduce you, he is a young graduate of Cairo , he is also one of the famous writers, one of his books has even been adapted into a film."

Time and again Nafis's ustadzah received applause from the participants, Nafis apparently also selebgram with a considerable number of followers. But it seems that Ustad Zaki never tried to peek or follow the account of the endazah Nafis.

God, why am I not focused? Why did you find me back with him? If this is to test my household, then strengthen me O God ...

Ustad Zaki tried to distract him, he did not want to focus too much on the arrival of the Nafis Ustadzah.

Finally the event today ended at exactly four in the afternoon, ustad Zaki walked quickly left the hall leading to the mosque to perform ashar prayers, asr, his stomach was also quite hungry because he did not have time to eat lunch and this morning he only ate a piece of bread.

As before he performed congregational prayers with some participants who deliberately did not go home.

After Zaki's prayers planned to contact Zahra first, he sat in one corner of the mosque foyer and took his cell phone inside his small bag.

Ustad Zaki immediately made a call but there was no answer.

"What's that busy!?" he muttered again, "Maybe I should call Mr. Dul, maybe he knows."

Ustad Zaki finally decided to contact Mr. Dul, lucky only once a direct call was answered.

"Hallo assalamualaikum sir Dul!" sapana.

"Waalaikum hail, ustad."

"What is Zahra_ deck?" not until if Zaki finish his words Mr. Dul immediately cut.

"I'm sorry, I really had persuaded him but Zahra still forced." Mr. Dul's voice sounded so condolent. He really felt guilty about ustad Zaki for not being able to keep his promise.

"What does Dul mean? Did something happen to Zahra's deck?" ustad Zaki turned panicked.

"It's no excuse, it's not like that, but today Zahra chose to go home with Weni!" mr. Dul also began to tell everything about Zaki's life including Zahra's internship place.

"I just found out Mr. Dul if Zahra and Weni were apprenticed there, so Zahra went home with Weni?"

"Yes ustad!"

"Why can't I call Mr Dul?"

"Maybe it's still on the road just now, it just came home."

"Then how do children behave in the same Zahra deck?" ustad Zaki asked, it seemed like he was worrying about something once he knew the true place of Zahra's apprentice, he had never previously asked where Weni or Zahra would be apprenticed, either, all he knew was that Weni would be apprenticed in one of the restaurants.

"Alhamdulillah there is no such thing as a problem!"

"Yes, tomorrow still pick up Zahra deck!" it is impossible to let Zahra drive a motorcycle, he sure must be today Zahra who drives a motorcycle because Zahra is too domineering.

"Yes ustad!"

After saying hello, Ustad Zaki also hung up the phone again,

"Maybe I'll call Zahra's deck later. Better get home now!" he muttered while putting his phone back in the bag.

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