Marry handsome ustad

The chattering of Zahra

"Are you sure you won't be parting?" asked Nur who was sitting next to Zahra, he was so sorry if his best friend was not coming. This is a rare, once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Yes Nur, the doctor ngijinin I go home in two or three weeks until it is really strong, because my content is at risk!"

"Yes no longer pa deh, as long as you and my prospective ponakan healthy,"

They fell silent again, choosing to focus on peeling the apple that he had brought to Zahra. As for Zahra, he had actually been thinking about this from yesterday.

"Nur," his call succeeded in making Nur raise his head, and,

"Yes?"

"Surely one school knows that I'm married and pregnant now? Must I be the gossip guy at school?"

Nur frowned listening to Zahra's question,

"Is this really Zahra?" ask Nur.

"What the hell is Nur!?" zahra Protest.

"The problem since when does a Zahra think about people talking!?"

"Yes_, ever since I knew that my bad good was not only about me, but also about my parents, about you and about you!"

Listening to Zahra's explanation, Nur almost shed his tears, quickly rubbing the corner of his slightly watery eyes.

"Oh God, Jah! I dropped Sampek hear it, Ustad Zaki is really amazing, the Jahra I know now is much more mature than her age!"

"What the hell Nur!"

"I'm serious Jah!" nur said confidently, "But you don't have to worry!"

"meaning?"

"Yes, you are a trending topic in school, but almost all school residents, especially girls, envy you for successfully marrying a handsome ustad Zaki!"

"What really?"

"Yes, you're now a roll model at school."

Listening to Nur's explanation, Zahra smiled happily. As if the anxiety that he had been suppressing these few days was gone already.

"So I can't wait to get to school!" zahra ended their conversation and Nur continued to peel and cut the apples.

***

"Which land?" ask ustad Zaki who just returned, even though Zahra is still in the hospital he still has to do his activities during the day. At night, he accompanied Zahra.

"Have come home from now!" said Zahra and Ustad Zaki immediately sat near his wife after cleaning her body, not forgetting she also hung a small towel on the edge of the zahra bed.

The thing that Zahra liked the most when she saw her husband take a bath, she was so happy to smell the smell of soap that splashed into her nose.

"No pun!" said Zahra and Ustad Zaki smiled as he shifted his plastic chair, he seemed to have a new habit every after bathing, it was mandatory for him to hug his wife.

"Still less Deket!" zahra complained again and the Zaki Ustad got up from his seat, he chose to sit next to Zahra on the patient's bed while hugging Zahra's body.

"Hows it? That this?"

"Hmmm!" murmured Zahra while sticking her nose on her husband's chest.

"Who's going home?"

"Then with Amir, mas! What's up?"

"Two of you?"

"No! Same Abi same ummi too!"

"Same father mother?"

"So, I went to mushola!"

"Since when do we like to ask that?"

"Since I had a beautiful wife who also asked a lot. I think that habit goes to mas deh!"

"There is such a thing, there is - there is this mas!"

"There's evidence!"

Zahra throws her lips and hugs her husband again,

"Where did you go?" ask Zahra again while in the arms of her husband.

"So forgot to tell you yet?"

"What?"

"Ustad Farid had come here, the same time Farid again managed the branch of the shop in Tulungagung, the plan was to ask iftad Farid to take care of it for a while!"

Hearing that Zahra again distanced her body from the husband,

"How come you didn't stop here?" tanyanya protest.

"Who said you didn't stop by?" the sound of someone coming from the door made Zaki and Zahra turn at the same time, Zaki smiled.

"Assynnya!" saya ustad Farid.

"Greetings waalaikum!" answer Zaki and Zahra together.

Ustad Farid walked up to them, so Zaki immediately got out of bed and shifted the plastic chair to Farid.

"So, you haven't said that Farid stopped by before he came here!" zaki said to his wife.

"Sit Rid!" ustad Zaki's orders.

"Thank you!" ustad Farid finally sat down as well as Zaki, but the difference was that Farid was sitting in a plastic chair while Zaki was sitting next to Zahra again while hugging her.

"How's it going, Painem?" ustad Farid asked with a seductive smile.

"Ihhhh, still that's what he called. Make a sprain of ustad Parid!"

"La you call him still pack Pe, not eF!?" ustad Farid protest.

"Ustad doesn't understand, gini Javanese tongue, so don't protest. Luckily I didn't call her back, usually back and forth. Moreover, the shipping is difficult, mechael can be a micelle, even there are my neighbors the plan anyway want to gaul love the name of his son, Excel ehhh become even sprained!"

Ustad Farid and Ustad Zaki to the point of listening to Zahra who spoke at length,

"Oh my God, my feeling is short, why is the answer so long gini!?" ustad Farid protested while shaking his head.

And if Zaki just smiled at those who argue, he only knew that when his wife met his friend it would be a fierce debate like that.

"Eat him ustad, find a Javanese wife, let's know what it's like to be called by the name back and forth!"

"Ogahhhh!"

"No one knows" said Zahra, mentioning her lips.

"Ampunnn, actually who is sick anyway, a lot of talk. Actually your wife is an operation, isn't Zak?" ustad farid asked Zaki to convince him and Zaki just smiled as usual.

"Don't smile," he lamented to Zaki, "You know for a long time Deket same wife you can high blood me!"

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