Marry handsome ustad

The bonschap 11

Some masang eyes seem to keep an eye on their existence, Zaki's ustad appearance is certainly different from his usual appearance, this time he was wearing long black training pants complete with t-shirts and this time to cover his head open again peci but a hat that he turned back until the front is behind.

"God willing ustad Zaki, finally ustad came as well." the voice immediately distracts Zahra from several pairs of eyes watching them, the mother of the posyandu cadre is approaching them.

"Yes Ma'am, Thank God today is not busy so you can accompany your wife" said Ustad Zaki with a charming smile.

"Alright, I think Zahra was the last participant to come. So it can start now, right?"

"Yes Ma'am kader, Monggo."

Posyandu cadre finally left them, Zahra had put on a pouting face in contrast to Zaki's oustad who continued to spread smiles to the mothers around them.

"Mas" said Zahra while covering Zaki's face to focus on him.

"Yes, deck."

"Smile on." she protested.

"How else deck, this mas is a cheap smile. And again, that smile is part of worship."

Just as Zahra was about to protest again, the gymnastics instructor gave instructions to start gymnastics. Zahra and ustad zaki are difficult to prepare on the mat as well as other gymnastics participants.

"We start yes, starting from the first count to eight. One, two, three, four, ...,"

"Hands on lift, legs straight. Husband's hand holds the wife's stomach, hold the breath release slowly, move position, one, two, three, ...."

Despite following the instructions of the gymnastics instructor, Zahra's eyes kept on the mothers who kept staring at her husband upset Zahra. She really did not like it when her husband became the center of attention of other women.

Bikin kelins, anyways why the mas ustad pakek have an event here everything, everything,

"Dek, that's loh, make me freeze his feet" said Ustad Zaki warned his wife.

Not that he agreed, Zahra even pursed her lips. Until he had an idea, though,

"Where was Zahra's bag?"

"It's there, in the corner. Want to get it?"

Zahra nodded her head, and Zaki without wasting any time immediately took the bag for Zahra,

"Dek Zahra is thirsty?" he asked while holding out his bag to his wife.

But instead of answering the husband's question, Zahra was busy taking something from the big black bag, apparently he took a mask.

"Mas, pack this up."

"It's not the flu on deck."

"What if the mask pack has to be flu first?"

"Yes no, but there must be a reason." Ustad Zaki continued to argue.

"Let her smile be not seen with girls, Zahra does not like."

Hearing the honest words from Zahra, Ustad Zaki smiled and this time he did not protest anymore,

"Good thanks" said Ustad Zaki while wearing his mask, then close his lips to Zahra's ears,

"Kiss now, you can't."

"Astaghfirullah azim things." Zahra spoke so loudly that she made the people next to her look at her.

"Essum, yes" said Zahra softly afterwards with a clumsy smile.

"But Zahra's deck still owes an explanation for the mas." whispered Zaki again before returning to the position of the gymnastics instructor.

***

"A lot of paper?" ustad Zaki just stared at the wife who was so greedy eating meatballs, even his own was spent by the wife.

"Banget, pregnant people are even told to exercise like that. Yes laper is."

"No, Zahra is full."

"Really?"

"Yes, I just want the pentol is not pa pa pa mas?" zahra asked as she pointed at the pile of pentols that were still warm in the meatball boiler.

"She's full?"

"So can't?" suddenly Zahra's lips pouted.

"By the deck, let's go get it, how many grains?"

"Ten?"

"Running out?"

"There is a mas" said Zahra casually.

And sure enough, just like the premonition of Zaki's oustad, it turns out Zahra only ate two grains and the remaining eight Zaki ustad who had to eat them.

After the meatballs, they went home.

Once at home, Zaki's father immediately asked Zahra to rest and huddle his legs, said Zaki by swiftly preparing milk for Zahra.

"Kan Zahra is full, cook still have to drink milk anyway."

"Then put it on the table, Zahra's deck to drink later. Take a shower, won't you?"

Zahra nodded her head, after making sure Zahra was in a comfortable position even if Zaki finally went to the bathroom because soon zhuhur time will arrive.

After the husband left her, Zahra remembered not checking her phone in the morning. He looked for his black bag on the floor and picked up the flat object.

It turned out that so many incoming messages from Nur, his best friend was today home because tomorrow is a weekend holiday.

Zahra's fingers were so agile as to type a message for her best friend.

Zahras

//This afternoon yuk meeting, I want to eat batagor in front of the mosque//

Nur

//No need, mending I bought trus me to your house only yes//

Zahras

//No, I want to eat in//

Nur

//Basic stubborn😏//

Zahras

//Let's watch out if it doesn't come, I'll punch you//

Zahra ended her message, she put down her cell phone and soon followed her husband, now is the time to persuade her husband to agree.

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