Marry handsome ustad

Husband's permission

"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."

"Where the hell Nur, I want nyemil." lamented Zahra, but he really wanted to snack today. He actually had money but because of fainting at school earlier made him not able to snack. Ustad Zaki had already given him the same money even twice as much as his usual pocket money.

"I'm sorry, I was in a hurry." Nur looks so sorry, he knows Zahra does like it if he is PMS, he prefers nyemil. "What a hell, you come with me."

Finally, Nur had an idea to entertain his best friend. The girl with the rectangular hijab looked confident in her idea.

"Where?" Zahra still does not look enthusiastic, especially when her stomach is still painful, it feels lazy to travel.

"Take your stitches at the tailor,"

If it's the tailor, Budhe Yun. You can also take a walk ...

"Budhe Yun, isn't it?"

"Yes, budhe Yun is indeed a mother! If it is not taken now I can get angry with mother, because katane tomorrow morning will be attached to the condition in Malang."

"Much amet! The view of Malang's Sampek!"

"Mother's relatives are many there. I actually want to come, but tomorrow I still have a new OSIS appointment."

"You don't have to be busy at school. The school is enjoyed, do not make it difficult, if it becomes difficult yourself."

"Not that, Zah! How's it? Didn't come along?" ask Nur again because he is afraid if he reaches the kesorean.

"Yes, I'm coming! Come on!?" Zahra immediately got out of place and grabbed the phone on the table.

"That's your shirt?" nur asked again when he noticed Zahra's appearance from top to bottom, a t-shirt with his arm side down his shoulder and shorts above the knee and many holes everywhere.

Zahra stretched her hands, twisting her body once.

"How else do you want? Gini is good too!"

"Replace the pants, don't change them. Poor ustad Zaki." Nur shook his head, he clearly disagreed with Zahra's appearance like that.

"What does this have to do with ustad?" asked Zahra who did not understand Nur's intentions because it involved ustad Zaki in the relationship appearance.

"You are Zaki's wife, what you have now is Zaki's responsibility. Don't take people to gossip about Zaki's ustad because his wife broke a kayak gini."

"I've never been more like this!?" Zahra still protested with Nur's remarks, she disagreed with Nur's remarks just now. But he also cannot deny if the good name of Zaki now also depends on him. During this time Zaki's ustad is famous for being polite and unpretentious, while he is famous for being uracrified and difficult to manage.

"That used to be Zah, now the package is a bit polite. Let me help you find her clothes!"

Nur immediately stood up and approached Zahra's wardrobe, it was like looking for a needle in straw looking for Zahra's polite clothes. Almost everything is in the form of pants above the knee and pants if it is long. While the tops are T-shirts or singlet, but there are still some that include long shirts.

Until finally Nur found a cream-colored toad pants that are long below the knee, quite polite on other appeals and also a white t-shirt with a slightly polite image.

"Here you go!?" Nur immediately showed what he got to Zahra.

"Geez Nur, these pants are really bad for me to pack." Zahra really did not like Nur's choice. He remembers the pants were bought by Imron when his older brother first got his salary. In honor of her brother she did not throw away the pants.

"But this is the only polite thing, Zah. Come on, so don't you come? If your appearance is like mending do not need to come, I also do not lose. Don't buy you a snack!?" threaten Nur's,

Finally, after Zahra finished changing her clothes, they said goodbye to Ms. Narsih,

"But not for long, because Zahra is not allowed to be with her husband!?"

Hearing Bu Narsih's words, Nur was reminded of his friend's current status. She is no longer a single girl who is enough to ask permission from her parents alone but Zahra has become the wife of a man who was supposed to ask permission before leaving anywhere, near or far, short or long. The husband's license remains primary.

"Ahhh yes Zah, why don't I think yes. You'd better send a message or call first just like Zaki."

"That's a big rib!?" zahra

"I don't want to be wrong with Zaki because you don't have permission first." Nur kept forcing Zahra. Zahra agreed to ask her husband's permission.

"Yes yes!"

Finally, Zahra took the phone in her pants pocket and began typing a message on her husband.

//Mas ustad, I want to join Nur take the stitches, can ya?// send.

Nur really did not want to leave before Zaki finally gave a reply, lucky iftad Zaki quickly replied to him.

Zaki Ustad

15.45

//Waalaikum greetings, deck//

15.46

//Alright, but do not for long yes, if there is anything immediately contact mas//

"I don't say hello, why do I say hello!?" muttered Zahra while reading two reply messages from ustad Zaki.

"That means you are wrong, already know her husband ustad, still like to forget to say hello!?" nagel Bun Narsih to his daughter who sometimes delay.

"Yes Zah, said Miss Lek Narsih!"

"You're so guilty of me anyway!?"

"Yes, you are wrong! How can you not?" ask Nur again.

"Can dong!?" zahra said with a smile. She again touched her phone and did not intend to reply to messages from her husband.

"Yes, come on." Nur immediately invited Zahra, "Bu lek, we go first huh!?" pamit Nur again to Bu Narsih.

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