Marry handsome ustad

Idol one school

"I'm sorry I'll take you here, I'll pick you up right after the Isya prayer'!" said Ustad Zaki who had sent Zahra down in front of his parents' house. He could not bear to leave Zahra alone at home, he also had to teach the children of ba'dha ashar, because he had been absent for days. Especially at this time Zahra is not okay, he is also not likely to ask Bu Narsih to accompany him in their house because Mr. Warsi is also not well.

"No pa pa kok, not picked up nor pa pa pa pa" said Zahra lightly, returning home is heaven for him.

"Don't like the talk deck, I'll pick you up, yes it's already masjid first pity the children wait a long time. Assalamualaikum!"

"Greetings waalaikum!"

It seems that now Zahra is getting used to kissing Zaki's hands before parting ways.

"Salam.buat father and mother, inshaallah later tonight stop by!" said ustad Zaki again who felt guilty for not being able to take Zahra to the house because the ashar prayer adhan had ended earlier and it seemed like the voices of children who were singing praises had been almost over.

"Hmmm, see you!" zahra said as she waved her hand and smiled making ustad Zaki return her smile,

It turned out that the sound of Zaki's old motorbike passing from the house was heard by Bu Narsih, the middle-aged woman immediately ran outside, but only found her daughter standing in front of the house.

"Nduk, you?" bu Narsih looked around looking for someone around her daughter.

"His daughter came instead of being welcomed, and was looking for something else!?" zahra grumbled upset, because his mother instead of asking him news instead of looking for someone else.

Ms. Narsih then grabbed Zahra's shoulders and looked at her sharply,

"You came by yourself? Where's Ustad Zaki? You guys aren't fighting, are you?"

"Oh ibuk, yes not. Ustad Zaki again to the mosque, Zahra does not pray so it is entrusted here."

Zahra immediately shook his mother's hand, "Ah ah, Zahra wants to come in. Look father, the father at home is not buk?"

Ms. Narsih just nodded her head while looking at her daughter's departure.

"Mr!?" call Zahra, make the man who just finished taking the ablution immediately approached his daughter.

"It still hasn't changed, if you enter the house it is used to say hello not nyonong that."

"Father, Zahra is a power ranger who can change anything."

"The habit if in the nasehati parents, ngeles continue."

"Assalamualaikum, father!"

"Waalaikum greetings, your own?" my father's question with his mother was the same.

"Yes father, but calm down your beautiful daughter is not making trouble. Zahra did not dare in her own house so it is here until later after Isya'."

"Your age is how good to Zah!? Kok Yo sek grill jereh ae (ok still a coward only)!"

"A coward should see what age sir."

"Already, by the way Karo your crew ora enek entek e, wes tak sholat dik, Selak lightly wektune (talking to you is endless, already you want to pray first, rush out of time)!"

"Yes yes, Zahra also misses Zahra's mattress."

Finally Zahra decided to go into his room, enjoying sleeping in his old bed that he had left two days ago.

But just wanting to close his eyes, his phone suddenly rang, indicating that a message was coming in.

Zahra immediately grabbed her phone, and saw who was sending her a message.

"Nur!?" zahra quickly opened the message.

Nur

15.15

//where's diploma? How are you doing? I want to look at you//

"It's a habit to send a message, like a train!" finally Zahra also typed a reply for Nur.

You

15.17

//At home, it's better. If you come here do not forget to bring a snack, I am bored//

"Send!" he said while pressing the send button.

Sure enough, a few minutes later the sound of Nur's motorcycle was heard, it seemed that outside had spoken to Bu Narsih and was prepared to enter by Bu Narsih.

"Assalamualaikum, Zah. I'm in!?"

"Waalaikum hail, come in!"

Zahra was sitting on the bed leaning against the pillow she placed on the wall above the bed,

"O Allah Zahra, you really worry me!?" nur said as he walked over and sat right in front of Zahra.

"It's a habit."

"Why did you faint?"

"Obviously, monthly guests are coming. Plus not breakfast."

"You know what, you've been hustling one school knows."

"really? Why?"

"For ustadz sir, it's normal that one-school girls can get new idols."

"New idol? Meanin?"

"They thought it was you, sir,"

It is handsome, no wonder that mas ustad became an idol. But he's my husband, it can't be dong ....

"Woodoo is the same as me!?" nur said again, this time managed to make Zahra frown, frowning,

"Wood?" Zahra knew for sure Bayu would be a little suspicious, let alone he had seen Imron mas.

"Hmmm!" nur replied while nodding his head.

"What did he ask?"

"Is Zaki your brother!"

He was really suspicious, inner Zahra, he looked back at Nur. He wondered how his friend answered.

"Trus you answered how?"

"Yes I asked you to ask." a little relieved and disappointed with the reply nur, He was relieved at least Bayu did not know about their relationship. But he was also disappointed, because Nur did not agree, but if answered yes, the problem must have been resolved.

"Aren't you!?"

"Ogah ahhh, don't want me to lie."

Uhhhhh .....

Zahra could only sigh, she almost forgot that Nur had almost never lied.

"Issstttt, it's complicated. Tomorrow if I go in for sure Bayu will ask me all sorts of things."

"That's your business, but if I think you should immediately break your relationship with Bayu, pity if sir justad to know."

"I don't know yet, Nur."

"If sir ustad knows from others, will add nyakin sir ustad. You yourself are willing to make the same marriage, sir Ustad, so you must also be able to take a stand. That's what I think,"

Zahra fell silent, confused as to what to decide. Basically this marriage is still so sudden for him, he also feels not ready to let go of Bayu, because their relationship has been established for almost two years and must release it for the sake of a relationship that is still two days. It doesn't feel fair.

"Where's the snack?" Zahra immediately switched the conversation. He is not ready to talk about it too far.

"Astaghfirullah, I forgot zah. It was a hurry."

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