
"Dek today mas can not accompany you Sampek afternoon yes, no pa pa right?" ask ustad Zaki while wearing a helmet for his wife.
Zahra looked at her husband with questions,
"Why?" it seems that he is getting used to the existence of the husband in his internship place. Being with her husband for a few days made her used to it.
"But you have to teach at the madrasah too, and then you will meet Ali too!"
"Mas Ali has a cafe?"
"Hmm, no pa, right? We'll pick you up later!"
"Not picked up, nor did Zahra bring her own motorbike!"
"No!" firmly the husband.
"Why?"
"Dek, mas not ngijinin not mas there is no reason!"
"Trus what's the reason?"
"First, Zahra deck does not have a SIM, the second deck Zahra also can only ride the bike and the third, Zahra deck is always awkward when riding a motorcycle, mas do not have the heart."
"Wait a minute, the first reason and the third Zahra agree yes, but the second Zahra does not agree yes, Zahra has been able to ride a motorcycle since the second grade Junior High!" he said that made Ustad Zaki dumbfounded.
"Upsss, flipping again!?" murmured Zahra while covering her mouth.
"So Zahra's deck has been lying to my mother?" ustad Zaki closed his eyes.
"A little mas, after all Zahra is also not pa pa right, the father of the same mother is too colonic. This is not possible!"
"Second, they forbid Zahra's deck there must be a purpose and purpose, try if you have not banned this it's the same Zahra deck, surely Zahra deck release, right?"
"A little!?"
"Deeekkk!"
"Yes yes, Zahra manut!"
"That's dong!"
Ustad Zaki immediately put on his helmet and they went to the store on a duck bike as usual.
As Zahra told her, Zaki's dad at the store only about an hour later said he was bidding to leave. Actually usually when there is no Zahra in the store, Zaki ustad rarely go to the store, he usually only comes one Week even then not long, at most only one to two hours only. The rest if there is an event that requires Zaki then he is a little longer in the store.
Zaki's first destination was a cafe where his friend, more precisely the cafe built by Zaki and his friend named Ali, Ali also included boarding school graduates with sick adults, but he is not interested in becoming an ustad, he prefers to be a businessman while Zaki ustad makes the business only as a filler of free time and the rest of his life is dedicated to teaching religion.
But Allah is fair, if a servant chooses to uphold his religion above all else, then Allah guarantees the life of his world.
Ustad Zaki curled his lips in a smile as he looked at the man sitting by the glass window facing the street,
"Assynnya!" his sweep made the man also smile at him, for the sake of welcoming the arrival of the Zaki Ustad, he stood up and developed both hands, he said,
"Greetings, Oustad Zaki! How's things? What's his gift from Bandung?"
"Alhamdulillah, healthy! Sorry I didn't have time to buy it because it came home suddenly!"
"Yes, I was horrified you came home before the show was over, why?"
"No pa pa pa, there were only a few incidents at home!"
"But it's done, right?"
"Alhamdulillah already, oh yes where did you know I was to Bandung?"
"Who doesn't know, even the Nafis library was live streaming yesterday on inst*gramnya!"
"Do you know Nafis' ustadzah?"
"Where you don't know, he's selebgr*m. His followers are millions."
"Oh!"
"Maybe! Oh yeah what am I here for?"
"Almost forgot me, it's a loh!" Ali also issued a file, "It's actually two weeks ago, but since you're still in bandung so I'm going to see you back, this is a bride who wants to make a wedding here, I'm confused about the concept. You help me!"
Ali showed some concepts that have been compiled. Ustad Zaki also gave some suggestions for the concept.
"Like this concept,"
"Al's usual, which is a lot of concept from you!?" said ustad Zaki.
They were silent again, suddenly Zaki's gaze led to a boy sitting alone in a place that was usually crowded by students.
Shouldn't he be an apprentice, why here? his inner.
"What do you care about Zak?" tanya Ali saw ustad Zaki seem to focus on something.
"I went there first yes, you continued meeting with each other!" he said Zaki then stood up from his seat and left Ali.
He approached the boy who was sitting alone, not as usual. Usually he always comes in crowds with his friends one gang.
"Assynnya!" zaki's greeting made the boy look up his head towards Zaki's ustad.
"Greetings waalaikum!" he answered, turning his gaze somewhere else.
"May I sit down?" ask ustad Zaki but the boy still looks cute.
"If you want to sit down, sit down. Not my place either!" he answered ketus and ustad Zaki just smiled as usual.
Ustad Zaki chose to sit on an empty chair right in front of the boy, ustad Zaki waved his hand to call the cafe waiter.
"I want an ice coffee!"
"Well, ustad!"
They were still silent until the cafe waiter came back with a glass of ice coffee orders ustad Zaki.
"Thank you!" said Ustad Zaki and the waiter smiled and left.
Ustad Zaki raised his glass and started drinking his order after saying basmallah.
But so many activities that Zaki ustad, the boy is still loyal to his silence.
"A lot of thoughts?" ustad Zaki asked later and managed to make the boy look back at him.
"Not a word, I know the purpose of Zaki coming to me, but Zaki wants to ask about my arrival yesterday to meet Zahra right?"
"Thank God you know!" ustad Zaki remained calm even though his opponent looked fiery.
"Yes, I'd be lying if I could easily forget Zahra, knowing that Zahra was my first love. I should be able to understand it, let Zahra go. The age of mas is much more established, mas Zaki also seems, many women who crave to be the wife of Zaki mas. Then why Zahra?"
"Because of the Zahra that God gave me as my soul mate!"
"Mas Zaki sure?"
"God willing!"
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