Marry handsome ustad

angst ustad Zaki

"Who called? Ustad Parid's future wife huh?" asked Zahra while chewing on the snacks he had just bought, now they were sitting on one of the benches not far from the cilok seller.

"No! Where's your phone?" ask ustad Farid later and Zahra immediately realized if he had not been holding his phone.

"Gosh!?"

"Astaghfiullah!" ustad Farid reminded.

"Ahhh yes, astaghfirullah. I put it where hp me!?" Zahra recalled where she last held her phone.

"Lost huh?" ask ustad Farid again.

"Husttt, shut up. Don't break my concentration!?" said Zahra, he handed the plate containing the cilok to Farid's parents so as not to disturb his concentration.

"O Allah, a piece of his handler, can I mumble him later!?" moaned Farid as he rubbed his chest.

"Nahhhhh, I remember!?" zahra shouted after a long moment of silence and managed to make Farid again surprised.

"Astaghfirullah azim things, these are real people huh!?" moaned Farid while holding his heart. "It could be a bit of a calm dikit nbahn anyway, you brat!?"

"Him son said I'm a boy, so I'm somebody's wife!?"

"Trust me!" ustad Farid did not want to argue too much with Zahra, "Indeed where is the phone?"

"It turns out to be left on the porch of the ummi house, it was right after sending the same message mas ustad, I forgot to take it_!" suddenly Zahra hung up her words, she stared at ustad Farid, "Don't you just call_?"

"Yes, your husband!" replied Farid relaxed while unknowingly eating the rest of Zahra's cilok.

"Mas Ustad is worried? Must be worried, right?"

"Yes, he's coming here!" he said he was still so relaxed eating the cilok belonging to Zahra and finally zahra realized.

"Hariiiidddd!?" shout Zahra.

"What the hell is yelling?"

"That's why my cilok kok food (you eat)?"

"Ohhhh this!?" ustad Farid scratched his fire-covered head, "So I was hungry earlier too!?"

"Ihhhh, what the hell!? Where's the money again!" he said as he raised his hand at Ustad Farid.

"Make what?"

"Buy me again!"

"You know, my money is ten thousand!?"

"No pa pa, enough to buy a portion of cilok!"

"The problem is I want to make more gasoline, this does not get a liter too!?"

"No matter where!?"

"For nothing!"

Although forced to finally let Farid give up the money that remained the only one.

"Thank you!?"

Zahra was preparing to return to buy a portion of cilot, but just when turning around someone first hugged him made Zahra fixated in place.

"Mas ustad!?" zahra lirih.

"Mas was so worried!?" said Ustad Zaki who is not less shrewd, "Other times do not go-go alone deck, mas will not be able to forgive yourself if anything happens to the same deck Zahra!?"

"Hm!" Zahra nodded her head.

"Come here instead of greetings, play hugs. If the world already belongs to two, the other is contracted!?" said Ustad Farid who was still standing in place while folding his hands in front of his chest.

Zahra and Ustad Zaki just smiled in response, instead of releasing his embrace Ustad Zaki even more tightened his embrace until he was really relieved.

"Dek Zahra wants to buy what, let's buy it!"

"Udah no, Zahra is full. We're going home!?"

"All right, come!?"

Ustad Zaki held Zahra's hand, he turned to Farid.

"Thank you Rid, if that's what we go home first, assalamualaikum!"

"Greetings waalaikum!" ustad Farid was relieved to be free from Zahra.

But he regained consciousness when Zaki's old motor passed,

"Ehhhh, ehhhh, ehhhh, how the hell is this!?" he complained while waving his hands, but still useless because the bike is far enough.

"Where can I forget anyway, my ten thousand living money why don't I ask again, how do I buy the gasoline?!"

Instead of staying in that place without doing anything, if Farid also chose to go home, because the distance to the ATM machine is further than the distance to the house, he chose to go home.

And sure enough, just a few meters from his place, his motor suddenly stopped

"Yahhh, yahhh, yahhh right, really! Did I tell you, the gas's gone!?" complains while getting off the bike and forced to push his motorbike until home, he is not likely to return to the ATM machine or gas station because the money is completely exhausted.

***

In the room of ba'dha isya'

"Capek on deck? Let's get a massage on his feet!?" ustad Zaki followed the zahra that had been on the bed first.

"Not for me!?"

"No pa pa, siniin!?" zaki asked Zahra to give him her foot.

"All right then!" Zahra was eager to shake his leg and Zaki's dad pulled Zahra's leg up on his lap.

"Hows it? That delicious?" ask ustad while continuing to massage the legs of the zahra.

"Boy, it's so good.malah!" praise Zahra with a smile, "Oh yes, I think Ama must have forgotten!"

"Forgot what deck?"

"The book!?"

"Ohhh, all right, yeah!?"

Ustad Zaki finally told him everything, from the beginning to the end how he got the book.

"Ihhhh, I don't want to go to mas, I want to meet Nafis's ustadzah!"

"Alright, make an autograph, how about tomorrow we make an appointment with Nafis's ustadzah!"

"What really!?" ask Zahra to make sure.

"Yes, now sleep so that tomorrow can be fresher when you meet the nafis ustazah."

"Ready!?"

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