Marry handsome ustad

Ten thousand

"Let's go, get the book!?" whinek Zahra when Zaki oustad out of the bathroom, actually Zahra can take the book itself in Zaki's ustad bag but Zahra did not do it, he put forward his politeness rather than curiosity.

Ustad Zaki, wearing only a thin shirt with knee-length shorts and a small towel still hanging around his neck with slightly wet hair, approached his wife and pinched her cheek,

"Sir, you can take it yourself in a bag, why not take it?"

"So ask him to wait until the mas finished the shower do not tell me to take it yourself in the bag!" zahra Protest.

"May take the deck yourself,"

"Really?" asked Zahra who was already excited and Ustad Zaki nodded his head.

But suddenly Zahra paused her intention to stand up, she said,

"No, wait for someone to take it!"

Ustad Zaki who had turned around and was about to hang his towel on the hanger in the corner of the room immediately turned around,

"Why?"

"No courtesy! I'll wait a minute!"

Ustad Zaki smiled again, "Well, wait!"

Apparently some of the courtesy given by his parents and in the continued upbringing of Zaki Ustad managed to form the present Zahra. Zahra chose to remain sitting on the edge of the bed while waiting for her husband to finish with his activities.

After finishing hanging the towel and reusing the scabbard, Ustad Zaki immediately took the book from his bag, the same book that was given by Nafis's ustadzah earlier.

Ustad Zaki sat down next to Zahra and handed him the book,

"This one, right?"

Zahra smiled and stroked the book, "Yes, this is true!" Zahra immediately kissed the book, he looked so happy as if he got lottery numbers.

"How is this?" ask ustad Zaki and Zahra to stop her activities, she looked at her husband,

"Why?"

"While the one who fought me, the one whose husband I was, but why was his book that had hugs and kisses?"

Getting the question, Zahra just put the book down and hugged her husband,

"Where's the kiss?" ask ustad Zaki again.

"It's so much patience!?" zahra complained with a smile, but she quickly landed a kiss on her husband's cheek.

"It's just here?" ask the husband again and Zahra frowned,

"That's it?" ask ustad Zaki while pointing at his lips.

Zahra also slowly brought her lips closer, but it turned out Zaki's movements were faster. He pulled the nape of Zahra and landed his lips on Zahra's lips first, the kiss eventually becoming a hot kiss.

Ustad Zaki pulls Zahra's body up to the top of the bed, but only to the extent that because suddenly Zaki's oustad ends it. He woke up again,

Zahra, who was still on her back, nodded her head and Zaki immediately stood up from her seat wearing his shirt and pecinya and went back to Zahra and left a kiss on Zahra's forehead,

"God willing, I'll tell you how you got the book, remind you if you forgot!" said Ustad Zaki and once again Zahra could only nod.

"Assynnya!"

"Greetings waalaikum!"

Finally Ustad Zaki actually left the room, Zahra actually wanted more than Zaki did just now but how else her husband still had more important tasks than that. He can be patient until tonight.

To relieve his sense of boredom, he immediately took a shower and prepared for a walk around the boarding school. Not to forget she also sent a message to her husband to ask permission.

"Not read the message!?" he murmured slowly when he saw the message that had been sent but there was no sign that it had been read, yet,

"No, I'll definitely read it too!"

Because at home there is also no one he no longer asks permission from anyone in the house, ummi also has not returned from his activities.

Zahra chose to walk out of the pesantren rather than in the pesantren, before actually going out, he deliberately photographed the pesantren in case he lost his way or forgot his way home, he most already remembered the road, a little trace on his phone would probably help.

It turns out that not far from the pesantren there is a playground for children around them, only a small park is equipped with a field, and across the place there were also various street vendors who seemed to have started peddling his wares.

"It looks good!?" muttering, he immediately reached into his pocket and made sure he brought money, he said,

"Ahhhh met, enough for a snack!?" he muttered again when he found a piece of ten thousand money.

There are various kinds of typical snacks in Bandung, ranging from seblak, wet lumpia, canki, cilok, to cireng, while the drinks ranging from ice cendol, and other ice, ice, while the sweet taste like awug, surabi, Bandros, and many more.

Zahra just kept going around, he was eager to try more than one food but the money was just enough to buy one snack, and not all, even that, there were even some whose one portion was fifteen thousand.

"Pengen ...., but confused which one to buy!?" he lamented while sitting crouching and staring at his ten thousand dollars.

"It's the same for ustad!" he murmured again, he was not used to carrying a wallet anywhere even though Zaki was never lacking in giving pocket money for him other than shopping money of course.

"Painem, Painem ..., indeed ten thousand money if in pelototokin that could turn into a hundred thousand what!?"

Zahra was quite surprised by the sound, she immediately searched for the source of the sound.

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