Marry handsome ustad

The bonschap 10

It has become common before leaving for work iftad Zaki always prepares all the needs of the wife, because today the middle wife does not want to come to campus, she did not force it. He pretty much learned about things related to pregnant women, especially the age of Zahra who is currently quite young, surely his emotions are very unstable.

And for that, Zaki must often ask more experienced people.

Since Zahra is not going to college today, Zaki has prepared a book that Zahra can learn today and keeps the book that Zahra should have learned yesterday, but in fact some of the books are often not touched at all by Zahra for various reasons.

Ustad Zaki did just that, other than getting into Zahra's daily lessons, those books were enough to cover some of the lessons that had been neglected in High School, knowing for yourself how Zahra was at school. He is not a diligent child or an example. Zahra more often spent time in the cafeteria than in class during class hours, the call of parents seems to have been countless more during their education in Junior High School or High School.

Luckily Zahra has Nur, a friend she can always count on. Nur often reassures pr, even duty to zahra. Even though it was his intention good, it was still not so good.

All of that slowly turned around when Zahra held the status as the wife of Zaki's ustad, in between her busy life, the mature man always controls pr even the duties of Zahra's teachers. He even painstakingly became a private tutor for his little wife.

And when Zahra decided to go to college, there was a sense of excitement and anxiety. Ustad Zaki began looking for a university that was quite loose in terms of regulations, especially when Zahra was pregnant. Surely he will not be as active as other students.

Zahra was at Bu Narsih's house this morning after the dawn prayer, after delivering Zahra, Ustad Zaki rushed home because he had to go to campus immediately. Today Zaki's schedule is teaching on the campus next door, not the campus where Zahra attended.

Ustad Zaki sped up his activities while staring at the clock on the wall already pointed at half-eight hours, the article is half an hour away he already has class. Intentionally he took another hour so that in the afternoon he could still fill the study or early life in the mosque near his home. To the store, he has entrusted his shop to some of his students who have graduated and are ready to work. And so is Imron.

Tampa deliberately when his hand shifted the book on the table owned by his wife, his hand dropped a piece of paper tucked between the books.

At first he wanted to ignore it, but his curiosity could not be ignored. He slowly picked up the paper and started reading it.

"Oh, so here's why."

***

"That's why." Ms. Narsih forced Zahra to have her daughter accompany her but Zahra's decision remained the same.

"No need to open, forget the place is not far from here."

"Yo wes, you're the delivery guy."

"Yes,"

Finally Zahra surrendered, Imron also drove Zahra to the location of pregnant gymnastics.

Actually this is already the third time gymnastics invitation, and Zahra let's attend the second time.

At first Zahra was lazy to come, but because this was a program from the village, Zahra could not refuse it.

Because the pregnancy has entered the second trimester zahra, it is recommended to come with the husband, so that the husband can also help while at home doing independent gymnastics.

But Zahra chose to come alone, she did not like it if her husband was the center of attention. Moreover, who came not only pregnant women one village, but one subdistrict. Maybe if one village, some people will feel hesitant to pay attention to her husband because they know her husband is an ustad, but if one sub-district, he is not sure.

Zahra's face immediately pale as she looked at a man standing in front of the entrance with full sports clothes and a hat covering his head.

"Why is he here?" his murmur was soft but could still be heard by Imron mas,

"What Jah?"

"No, yes, I went home. Don't wait for Zahra."

"La's nyapo?"

"Mas no eroh, it's a mas ustad already there," said Zahra while pointing at her husband who was standing firmly in front of the entrance.

"Ohhh, thank goodness, Yo wes mas came home. Assalamualaikum."

"Greetings waalaikum,"

Zahra waited until the car that was riding Imron actually passed, he looked so hesitant to turn around and step his feet.

'Die me, tell me what I'm going to say. Ahhh ngalamat nagel nih.' Inner Zahra Dnegan steps rainya, he can not hide again this time.

"Assalamualaikum, deck." The greeting managed to make Zahra's heart almost dislodged, if calculated by the calculation of speed, distance in time, obviously she had not reached where her husband stood. But Barito's voice rejects all of Zahra's calculations, he completely fails to find a reason to get out of his problem this time.

Immediately he put on a smile from his lips with a face that looked at her husband who was already in front of him, apparently ustad Zaky chose to approach the wife rather than wait a long time,

"Waalaikum hail, mas."

"Let's go in deck, the gymnastics are going to start, mas has also been the list earlier." said ustad Zaki while embracing Zahra's shoulder and invite him to walk in, and this time Zahra really dead fleas, lice, she could not resist much less protesting to her husband.

Until finally they really entered the building that is commonly used for sub-district activities, a spacious room without a partition, only visible piles of high plastic chairs in the back corner of the room.

This is not the first time iftad Zaki came to the building, he often attended events in the district, both formal events and religious events because it was once married to Zahra, he often attended the district, he is no longer considered a newcomer and makes him often involved in various environmental activities.

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