Marry handsome ustad

So it's getting more sensitive

Ustad Zaki got off his bike and picked up a large plastic bag that he had tucked under the handlebar.

He quickly ran to the house and just pulled the door handle suddenly Zahra was in front of him.

"Astaghfirullah azim thing!" say ustad Zaki while holding his heart,

"Greetings first!" zahra said with a waist-tight.

"Assalamualaikum deck!?"

"Greetings, what is this?" Zahra showed me the screen of her phone that they were talking about.

"That's a message, deck!"

"Yes I know. Who put the mas ustad number here? Who's this name for you?" it turns out after he shared a message then Zahra realized if there is a new number with a new na also on his phone.

Ustad Zaki smiled at Zahra's behavior.

"It's just taking the initiative, how has the pain subsided?" ask ustad Zaki and Zahra only realized that his stomach was painful but because his anger made him forget all that.

"Where?" ask again while holding his hand.

"This!?" ustad Zaki lifted back a large plastic bag from behind his body.

"Geez_, why buy this much?"

"Astaghfirullah, deck!?"

"Anyone!?"

"Not the same, it means different."

"It makes a big noise early in the morning." Zahra immediately grabbed the plastic bag and stared at the so many pads inside, "What shop would you like to make!?" his grunts while walking quickly left Zaki's ustad.

Zahra immediately went back to the bathroom and did her morning activities.

When he finished, he lay back on the bed. His stomach still feels pain even though today he has a repetition.

"Not come on deck?" ustad Zaki asked as he glanced at the wall clock, already half seven.

"Come in, just a moment!"

"If pain is not forced."

"Today I repeat."

Ustad Zaki approached and handed him something from behind his pocket,

"Try on this same patch of stomach."

Zahra even frowned while staring at that thin object,

"So right at the minimarket mas met the Fatimah deck, he gave this. He said it would relieve stomach pain."

Doesn't Fatimah like Zaki? You see, he must be looking for the same face as Zaki. No matter what has become the husband of people, Zahra's mind is suddenly upset while staring at Zaki's ustad.

"Sir, why are you staring at that mas kayak?"

"The father himself. Surely you can chat early in the morning with him" said Zahra upset and quickly get out of bed,

"Say thanks to her, let her head be big!?" even though he had entered the bathroom with his uniform still heard Zahra angry.

"What's wrong!?" mumbling slowly. "Is this a mistake?"

Ustad Zaki chose to return to the kitchen and prepare to make breakfast for Zahra.

After a few minutes, Zahra Sudja came out of the room with neat clothes, uniforms and bags that he was tenting.

"Sir, breakfast is ready!?"

"Please be like that Imam of Sholeh!?" zahra was upset.

Maybe this is the influence of menstruation, said men menstruation can make women's emotions unstable ..., inner ustad Zaki while staring at the breakfast that is ready. Not much, just rice and eggs.

"Let's go!?" said Zaki again when he saw Zahra choosing to leave the house. Ustad Zaki immediately grabbed his motorcycle contact and followed Zahra.

Then Zaki's eyes focused on Zahra's short skirt.

Astaghfirullah, Zahra deck still pack skirt less material that again, inner ustad Zaki.

"Come on, so don't you?"

"Yes, wait a minute!?" ustad Zaki immediately ran back into the house.

"What else is it? I don't know if it's too late!" gerutu Zahra and a few minutes later Oustad Zaki returned with a Balinese cloth.

"What's that doing?"

Srekkks

Suddenly Zaki's oustad pulled Zahra's body and wrapped the cloth around Zahra's waist, tying it around Zahra's back waist.

But Zaki's rapid movements managed to make Zahra fixated, his heart beat faster than usual, especially when the smell of the man's body pierced his nose,

Wang ....

"It's done!?" utad Zaki said while distancing his body but it made Zahra not like it. He felt comfortable when he was near the man.

Thinking what the hell I am .., Zahra quickly takes her own mind.

"Take me to school anyway?"

"Yes, you can take it off when you get to class. Understood!?"

"should?"

"Yes!?"

Ustad Zaki immediately put on his helmet and prepared to drive Zahra.

When he was on the bike, ustad Zaki deliberately glanced at the back seat and smiled when he saw Zahra's legs hidden behind the cloth wrapped around him.

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