Marry handsome ustad

The bonschap 12

"Why are you concerned about that?" tanya Ustad Zaki is suspicious of the wife who keeps smiling and rubbing her arms since she came home from the mosque.

"No, you can't!?" said Zahra with lips that are deliberately desired.

"Yes not pa pa pa, mas actually seneng if you like gini every time" said Ustad Zaki while replying to his hand to Zahra, while his right hand he used to reach Zahra's head gently to get closer to his lips and then leave a kiss on Zahra's forehead long enough .

"Here," Zaki then after releasing his kisses patted his lap, "Sleep here can wipe his back."

Zahra also without rejection immediately set the position to be comfortable when lying on the lap of her husband, with a slanted position so that the husband easily rubbed his back. It is common for Zahra to take a nap after the one-hour prayer.

"Definitely tired, huh?"

"No, it's normal." replied Zahra with confidence.

"Thank you deck is ready to be the mother of the children mas," guilt and pride always enveloped the heart of the old man. He was guilty of not being able to maintain his orgasm until the wife had to conceive at an early age, but he was also proud of the wife even though women his age were enjoying his freedom, he said, Zahra never complained about her status that she would soon become a mother.

Hearing the husband's words, Zahra also tried to reach the face of the ustad zaki, he straightened his head so that he could look at the face of the husband, he said,

"Now, what's that?"

"Yes pa pa pa dek, mas do not know what way to repay all that the deck Zahra gave the same mas,"

Zahra smiled, "Just give Zahra a lot of love until Zahra can't think of turning away from her love for ustad."

"The taste that should say that is mas deh, mas really feel lucky because it got a great love from the deck of Zahra."

"Ohhhhh, it's so sweet" said Zahra as she blinked her eyes quickly to make Zaki feel anxious, she pinched both cheeks of Zahra.

"Kok even pinch the cheek Zahra."

"You know what else, it's really like to eat Zahra's deck this afternoon."

"Ihhhh serem." said Zahra while shivering in horror, making Ustad Zaki smiled broadly to show his dimples.

"Mas" until Zahra remembered something,

"Yes?"

"Will not be in the mosque?"

"They haven't taught the kids deck in a long time,"

"So not going to the mosque?" zahra asked a little disappointed because she would not have been able to reason with Nur outside if the husband was not in the mosque.

"To the mosque, it happens that ba'dha ashar has a meeting with the mosque administrators to prepare the prophet's maid soon. What's up?" finally Ustad Zaki proceeded to ask because he knew his wife must have a certain purpose.

"So gini..," Zahra deliberately dramatized her words so that the husband understood, "This is Saturday,"

"Continue?"

"Usually if it's Saturday who is in college or school outside the city at home,"

"Continue?"

"So far, Nur just called Zahra."

"Continue?"

"Coldheaded!" said Zahra upset because of the husband's flat expression, but seeing the annoyed face of the wife, Ustad Zaki even smiled. Zahra is getting cute with her cuby cheeks since she got pregnant.

"Smile, smile, what's funny!?"

"Sorry, sorry, not so deck. I love to be seneng if I see Zahra's deck pouting that way, abis more beautiful."

"He'eh, let me pout and let me be satisfied!" zahra said as she moved from her sleep upset, not forgetting that she also folded her hands in front of her chest her sign was really angry.

"Dec, don't do it. I'm just kidding. Don't be angry!" ustad Zaki also immediately covered both shoulders of the wife gently and a little rubbing so that the wife returned soft.

"So what's Zahra's deck? I'll do it if I can,"

A faint smile began to ring out from Zahra's lips, finally without any heavy effort the opportunity came upon itself, he said,

You are indeed great, Zahra ..., slowly Zahra turned her body and looked at the husband, who was,

"Well, do you want to find whatever Zahra wants?" ask Zahra to make sure.

"God willing,"

"Kok insyaallah anyway, I want to break the promise with the name of Allah?"

"Not deck, very suspicious the same mas. I mean mas, insyaallah mas will try to make diatin mas promise."

Back Zahra's sneaky smile, back,

Ustad Zaki frowned, frowning,

"Why? Don't believe it? Want Zahra to call in Nur to believe it?" zahra quickly guessed the husband's expression.

"Believe the deck, all right there with mas aja ya."

"No car" Zahra quickly drew the words of her husband.

"Yes deck, we're packing the bike."

***

"Mas, it's still a footpath." Zahra protested as her husband rode his motorcycle so slowly.

"No pa pa pa dek, it is also a mosque. After all, we have not been bouncy with riding a motorbike like gini" said ustad Zaki with his leisure without intending to accelerate the speed of the motorbike.

Actually, Zahra was suspicious when the husband asked her to leave earlier than usual, if usually when he wanted to pray ashar the husband would leave when the azan reverberated, but now even the prayer time of Ashar is still less than ten minutes.

Until finally when they arrived at the mosque, the new azan reverberated, it should be from Zahra house to the mosque only took ten minutes, but this time almost twenty new minutes arrived.

Although upset but Zahra could not protest anymore, she was grateful because her husband let her out of the house.

Since becoming pregnant, Zaki's parents deliberately limit Zahra because it is a pregnancy zahra that is often problematic. In addition to going to campus, Zaki Ustad rarely allows Zahra to go, especially if without Zaki.

Zahra also participated in congregational prayers, as well as Nur who had arrived first.

And like the previous plan, after the completion of the ashar prayer, Nur and Zahra rushed to the cart selling batagor.

"It's been a long time" Nur protested as they sat in plastic chairs waiting for their order.

"Yes protest the same mas ustad." replied Zahra who did not want to lose.

"Well dare I protest Karo sir ustad, can I do it."

Not until Zahra chimed in Nur's speech, the batagor seller sir came with two servings of batagor.

"This is for Zahra, and this is for Nur" said the seller, holding out batagor plates towards Zahra and Nur.

But soon Zahra's forehead wrinkled as she looked at the appearance of Zahra's batagor which was different from Nur's,

"Father of forgetfulness did he make Zahra?"

"Oh that, don't mbak. Coincidentally my sambel runs out, so no pa pa ya if not pack sambel."

"Now that! Still at this hour, cook's done anyway?"

"Yes, it's in the mouth earlier."

"His cambel?"

"Batagornya also, this is only two servings only for mbak Zahra same mbak Nur."

"It's really bad, which is good if there's no sambelnya."

"Enak kok mbak try it." said the seller batagor with his leisure.

Nur who has enjoyed his spicy batagor was also curious about the debate Zahra and the brick-and-mortar seller,

"Who is the big guy? Is there a birthday? Or is there a curse?"

"That's a big deal" said the seller while pointing at the mosque making Zahra and Nur automatically turn towards the mosque foyer.

"Zaki's Ustad?" ask Nur.

"Yes, he said to entertain the administrators of the mosque."

When Nur turned to his friend, he knew there were only about seven people in the mosque, and to spend one cart of batagor and its sauce was impossible.

"You're still losing cleverly to Zaki, Jah."

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