Marry handsome ustad

Special roast chicken

Sure enough what is said by Ustad Zaki, it turns out that when passing on the border of the village, some residents in RT where they live are holding filial work.

"Let's gentlemen!?" greet Ustad Zaki while slightly slowing down the speed of the bike.

"Yes ustad!?" sahut some of the fathers who were cleaning the gutter under the village gate.

Finally they arrived at the front of the house,

"Dek you don't pa pa right if I stay for a while, it's not good because if you don't join the service?"

"Yes!?" Zahra immediately got off his bike, he quickly turned around and was about to leave Zaki alone,

"Dad!" call ustad Zaki again.

"What the hell is it?" Zahra was forced to stop her steps in annoyance.

"Burning him, he said he was hungry?"

Hmhhh ....

Zahra sighed and took the package but just as she was about to enter, a motor stopped in front of their house, Zahra squinted her eyes, seeing who was coming.

The man in the typical jacket of the delivery officer walked up to them,

"Assynnya!?" greet the man,

"Greetings waalaikum!" ustad Zaki who happened to be removing the helmet and replacing it with a peci immediately answered his greetings, in contrast to Zahra who chose to be silent.

"Same as Zaki?" ask the man in the orange jacket.

"Yes mas, this is from the grilled chicken house of my best friend?" ask ustad Zaki as if he already knows,

The roasting chicken was the restaurant that earlier, Inner Zahra remembered the name of the restaurant where they had bought grilled chicken.

"Yes, I want to deliver the order on behalf of ustad Zaki."

So right, he ordered. What's that much for? What a thanksgiving he is, Zahra grumbled in his heart,

"Yes myself, I ask for help directly in between to the pagura to enter the village ya mas, there are people who are working consecrated."

Ohhh so for the fathers, a lot of money also he, Zahra again saw the number of bok eat with the name stamp of a restaurant.

"Yes mas!"

"For the payment, I'll just transfer."

"Thank you for that."

"Together!"

"Greetings waalaikum!"

Zahra only continued to pay attention to the way Zaki ustad talked to the owner of the delivery service.

So he has an account, too? The style is so ustad ....

Until the man finally left them, Zahra still stood in his place,

"Daddy, he said he'd come in? Go in first, I want to go to the place of service."

Hearing Zaki's words, Zahra realized,

"Yes_!?" he answered with a grouchy face,

"Greet the deck!?" again Zaki's last words managed to make Zahra's steps stop, stop,

"That could be in the first place, why should I?"

"Assynnya!?" say ustad Zaki with a smile.

"Greetings waalaikum!"

This time Zahra actually went inside the house and closed the door from the inside, leaving Zaki's ustad staring at the closed door.

"It's funny too that ngadepin High School children, so feel High School again." muttered ustad Zaki before returning to ride on his motorbike.

Zahra immediately put the dining box on the kitchen table, he was different to the room to take his clothes, it felt like his stomach was very hungry.

He immediately returned after changing clothes, opening the roasted chicken. Not forgetting to wash his hands first,

"Well, hand packs are better!?" Zahra quickly ate her food.

"Nob!?" he said after tasting once twice and again chewing it. Until finally one portion of roasted chicken was eaten by him.

"But my stomach is still hungry, not pa pa ya times if I eat again this one" he said while staring at another portion that should belong to ustad Zaki, "After all, he went to the consecrated workplace, he must have eaten there. Maybe it's two servings for me all."

Zahra ate it all until she was not left.

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