Marry handsome ustad

Football

Sure enough after the morning prayer Zahra chose to go back to sleep, he felt his body like it was detached from his bones.

While Ustad Zaki, after the dawn prayer he chose to wait for the vegetable on the porch of the mosque so that when he came home he had brought vegetables.

"Ustad!?" call someone, and that someone is Amir.

Amir immediately sat down beside Zaki,

"What's Mir?"

"Every night when I know iftad go home, I go straight to the house of ustad loh!"

"Trus?"

"Why did it close, or if it came out again last night?"

"What do I want to do to my house Mir?"

"Evening there was a live broadcast of the world cup, Argentina vs France. Well how come the tv's right here dead, ustad!"

"Trus?"

"Yes plan to go to the house of ustad ngajakin watch at the house of ustad!"

Fortunately I immediately lock the door of the house, if not definitely failed .., inner ustad Zaki while smiling himself imagine what he did last night. For the first time, before not going out or doing romantic things, he is not the type of man who likes to indulge feelings.

Although he had fallen in love with Nafis, but they never had the word courtship and do romantic things like other teenagers, for him the way together or greet each other was already a romantic thing.

"Trus?" ask ustad Zaki with a grateful smile. Had he been a little late last night, the surprise he had prepared would have failed.

"Yes finally Amir to the patrol station, it happens that Mr. Somad and Mr. Badrun are there again."

"Well? Ronda?"

"Yes no, it turns out that at home lost to his wife, his wife again excitedly watch that trending soap opera loh ustad."

"Ohhh the onion-bonding soap opera, whose male lead is Al?"

"Ustad, do you even memorize? Or maybe_?" amir was guessing.

"Even if I open the door, I can't guarantee Mir can watch the ball, Zahra deck is also a lover of onion bonding soap operas!"

"So you were home last night?" amir asked again as soon as he realized something. Because he was loud enough to knock on the door and say hello, but still there is no truth.

Yahhh, keceplosan ..., inner ustad Zaki.

Ngik ngik ngik

Luckily the vegetable maker arrived on time.

Congratulations ...., ustad Zaki breathed a sigh of relief,

"That's Mir, the vegetables are coming!"

Ustad Zaki has memorized the schedule of the vegetable maker because he was used to buying his own vegetables and cooking them himself. While still living with Amir at the mosque halfway house, he almost every day bought vegetables that always stopped in front of the mosque.

Ustad Zaki immediately stood up from his seat and approached the vegetable maker, Amir followed him.

"Come on, what do you want to cook? Pumpung greens fresh!?" bargain the vegetable maker, he still continues to ring his rubber trumpet so that mothers immediately come to him.

"Today bring fresh milk?" the tananya while surrounding the vegetable cart.

"Yahhh, the fresh milk has run out, how about fresh shrimp?"

The conversation continued until Zaki finally got what he wanted to buy, after feeling enough and making payments, Zaki said goodbye to go home. Mothers have also begun to crowd around the vegetable cart.

Once at home, Zaki heads straight to the kitchen to do his morning routine, never demanding Zahra to be a versatile wife as long as she can do it herself.

"Bag,"

Smelling the delicious aroma from the kitchen turns hungry stomach Zahra managed to wake him, with eyes that are still difficult to open he had walked into the kitchen, he had walked to the kitchen,

"Daddy, why are you awake?" ask ustad Zaki who has almost finished his work.

Zahra immediately sat down beside the kitchen table, refuting her head with both hands, looking matany still difficult to open,

"Zahra's hungry!" he said with typical spoiled High School boy.

Ustad Zaki smiled, he took off his afron and took the rice he had deliberately brought for Zahra so that Zahra did not overheat,

"This is the rice, the mas was cooled!"

"It's just rice, huhh?!" zahra saw that there was only a plate of rice in front of him.

"How about!?" ustad Zaki turned around and took out a plate, "Here, I made some crispy shrimp. You likey?"

Zahra nodded her head, she immediately straightened her seat, took the shrimp and put it in her rice plate, not forgetting to take the chili sauce as a friend of the crispy shrimp.

Seeing that Zahra's voracious eating was enough to make Zaki smile happily, he immediately turned off the stove once finished with his work, he immediately sat in front of Zahra, precisely in front of Zahra's table.

"Zahra can eat himself mas!?" zahra Protest.

"But happy to be able to reach Zahra's deck!"

Finally Zahra did not protest anymore, he turned to feed the husband until the food ran out.

"Zahra get ready first!?" zahra said after helping her husband clean the kitchen.

"In the morning, I asked the staff for permission if you were going to be late on deck."

"No pa pa pa mas, Zahra is ready to return" said Zahra as he raised his hands as if showing the muscles of his arms.

"What if we_!?" utad Zaki said with a teasing look, and Zahra immediately understood with that look.

"No, no! I'm gonna get ready!?" Zahra quickly ran to her room and closed the door to keep her husband from coming in.

"I'll already know that the owner of the shop is wrong, if you usually pick up Mr. Dul pack a car, means that today we must have taken the car, so we will go with the car pack."

Zahra continued to monologue in the room, imagining what would happen later when she came with the shop owner, imagining the faces of the employees.

"Hhhhh, so impatient!"

"Maybe now the car is outside, do I peek first yes, the car must be better than the car that is usually carried by Mr. Dul!"

Zahra had already walked towards the window of her room, her hand had pressed the window lock hook until the window opened but she immediately paused her intention again,

"No, no, lek tak delok Saiki not surprise ngkok! Patience Zahra, patience, there is a time!"

Zahra also undoes his intention to look out the window, he closes the window again and continues his activities preparing with his apprentice uniform.

She sat down at the dresser to wear her headscarf. Apply a thin powder and lipstick to her lips to make them look fresh.

Soon she grabbed her totebag and could not wait to see her husband.

Ustad Zaki was busy with a flat screen in her hand as Zahra walked out of her room, she looked neat with a white shirt and black subordinates, a beautiful gray-looking rectangular hijab attached to her head.

"Beautiful wife!?" praise ustad Zaki, he just put down his flat screen to be able to look at the face of the wife.

"Emang from Sononya is already beautiful mas!?" zahra replied with confidence.

"Bomber wife!?"

"No pride, I'm just confident, following God's gift!?" zahra said proudly,

Ustad Zaki smiled proudly at his wife, "More cool!"

"Udah ahhh, let's go!?" take Zahra, he really can't wait to get out and see the car in his shadow, a new luxury car. or at least a car that is more expensive than a car that is used by Dul.

"There's still half an hour of deck!" ustad Zaki looks still reluctant to get up from his seat, he still wants to be alone with his wife.

"That's it, just go now!" zahra said, he pulled the hand of the husband.

"Just a minute, I'm not ready yet!"

Zahra looked at the husband, Seen from everywhere also remain handsome, the feeling of never seeing mas ustad mess ...,

"This is a mas," Zahra continued to insist, "Well, how else?"

"No deck, you have to wear a jacket too. Yes, I'm ready, I want to leave now but_!"

"But what?"

"Kiss first!" said Ustad Zaki while pointing at his lips.

"Should lips?" ask Zahra while looking at the lips of the husband who has been desired.

"Yes!" answer ustad Zaki sure.

It could be bad if I kiss the lips, it might not even be leaving now ...

"What about the cheeks?" Zahra tried to bargain.

"What if we leave in half an hour?" and ustad Zaki bids back.

Isttttt, it is difficult to do business, the work of negotiations aja ....

Finally zahra can only blush, he also brought his body closer to the husband and put his lips. A moment is just a kiss usually but in fact half an hour finally spent to repeat the last night.

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