
Zahra had been waiting for the arrival of her husband, ustad Zaki had indeed asked someone to accompany Zahra during her stay-away.
Since Wahid went to college and Ustad Farid no longer takes care of his shop, his work has become more and more. Luckily, Imron was willing to help him manage the shop in Blitar and shuttle Zahra to campus.
In addition to busy taking care of his business, Zaki's ustad lecture schedule is also quite solid. Almost once a week zaki must go out of town to attend the invitation.
Her new profession as a lecturer is also quite draining time, lucky Zahra is not a wife who likes to protest, she knows enough with the busyness of her husband. Since the beginning of the marriage, her husband has been quite busy, and that is not a problem for Zahra.
Zahra held a paper in her hand, though she was waiting for her husband, but she was not sure she would give it to him.
"No, it's not mandatory anyway." Zahra again put the paper behind the thick books.
Ahhhh, of course that is not Zahra's wish. She never thought she would buy the thick books, but her husband had bought them for her. ustad Zaki has even given a schedule to read the books and will ask him many questions about the books Zahra reads before going to bed.
Until the sound of a car entering the yard of his house managed to make Zahra stand from his place and want to approach the husband but it turns out his steps are not as light as before his stomach contains.
"Assalamualaikum, deck." ustad Zaki had already opened the door from the outside with his trademark smile that always managed to make Zahra's heart not rusty.
"Waalaikum hail, mas." Zahra was about to continue her steps but Zaki's hand immediately signaled Zahra to stay in place until Zaki's father walked over to her.
Ustad Zaki stretched out her hand and as usual Zahra would kiss the back of her husband's hand,
"Why so excited today?" ask ustad Zaki when she sees the sweet smile shown by her husband.
Zahra quickly normalized the look on her face,
"No, it's ordinary."
"Ohhh," ustad zaki did not continue to ask, he preferred to hug his wife. "Ahhhhh, what a miss."
"Ihhhh more," said Zahra while lightly beating her husband's chest, the article was on campus they also met, Zahra said,
"Seriously deck," said Ustad Zaki as he rubbed the top of the zahra's head and combed Zahra's hair, covering her forehead back with her fingers, then left a kiss there.
Zahra had already begun to learn to wear the hijab, but she had not fully applied it. At home like this, he still opens his hijab.
Zahra finally chose to accept whatever her husband did because he also enjoyed it.
"Bag,"
"Hmmm, uh,"
"Tomorrow Zahra did not go to college, yes" Zahra's words managed to make Zaki's father distanced his face and tried to look at Zahra's face, ascertaining what his little wife wanted to say.
"What's wrong? Is there a problem?" ask ustad Zaki who was suddenly anxious, he was so memorized Zahra's content check schedule, obviously this is not his schedule because he always emptied his schedule to accompany Zahra check the content.
"No pa pa, tomorrow Zahra just want to rest at home."
"But no problem, right? I mean, her stomach doesn't hurt, does it? Or is something bothering you?"
"No seriously, I just want to be home all day."
"Alright, let tomorrow mas the same permission of your lecturer."
"Seriously mas?" Zahra was so enthusiastic.
"Yes. Yes, I changed clothes first yes, deck Zahra to the room first, later mas nyulus."
"Austad doesn't eat first?"
"Zahra is hungry" he said, rubbing his stomach.
"Well, what's Zahra's deck going to eat?"
"What aja, artificial origin mas ustad."
It seems to have become a habit, since pregnant Zahra likes to eat her husband's cooking. Luckily her husband was a standby husband, he always prepared breakfast at once for Zahra's lunch.
After finishing eating, Zahra went into the room while Ustad Zaki continued his activities before finally catching up with Zahra.
Now if Zaki has changed to wearing knee-length color pants and a thin white t-shirt, Zahra has been sitting on the bed playing her cellphone.
"Not sleepy?" the question managed to make Zahra put down her phone with a smile.
"Just be a little bit."
Ustad Zaki caught up with Zahra, walked closer to Zahra, and sat down next to her, pulling Zahra stiffly and preparing to massage her legs.
"Are you ready?" asked Zaki again to make Zahra curl her forehead.
"What?"
"The book has been read, right? Ready to answer the question, right?"
'Death to me,' Zahra's mind while biting her lower lip, the article today let alone to read, open a book not only.
"Tomorrow Zahra did not go to college, so ask her answer for a holiday as well. Plisssaa!" Zahra clenched her hands together and put on a face begging her.
"No." it turns out ustad Zaki is no less assertive, the face of mengelasahra apparently not enough to make ustad Zaki change his mind.
until finally came an idea, "Obuhhh mas, like our son wants me to sleep. I slept well" said Zahra, holding her stomach and head.
"really?"
"Yes, suddenly I want to sleep, but my eyes are not sleepy. I slept well, pity our child." said Zahra while shifting her body to a position of sleep, to convince the Zaki Ustad he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.
"Dec, deck, are you sleeping?" ask Zaki iftad again when Zahra is no longer speaking.
"Smuch a paw, "" said Ustad Zaki again as he removed his hand from Zahra's leg, "Is there really a cravings for sleep? I think I just heard this one this time."
Ustad Zaki turned off the lights and pulled the blanket, covered his legs to the waist, "Didam weirdly yes," he murmured again while shaking his head then spread his body and hugged his wife.
Connect first ta bonschapnya, insyaallah tomorrow I try to make up.
Welcome to August
And in this August there is a new loh, for those who do not know can immediately find this title huh
The story is somewhat different, telling of a woman who became a single parent with two children.
How does a divorce affect his life and the lives of his two children.
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