Marry handsome ustad

Zahra's Regret

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

"Yes, hurry home. Don't stop by anywhere."

"Yes, assalamualaikum!"

"Greetings waalaikum!"

They immediately brought Nur's motorbike with Nur driving. At first Zahra insisted on the front, but Nur refused because Zahra was still sick,

"Oh my goodness, Nur, when will you drive like this!?" zahra grumbled because nur is always never fast when driving his bike.

"No pa pa zah, the original plan is safe! Than you who drive, but even recklessly. Could've killed me just like Zaki."

"Isstttt!?"

They continued to chat with each other until they did not realize they finally arrived at their destination, which is a sewing machine,

"I'm a nunguin here!?"

"So seriously not coming in?"

"No, it's there!?"

Zahra deliberately waited outside because Nur was only a moment. He chose to stay on the bike until Nur came back out with a bag of plastic that contained his mother Nur's clothes.

"Have you?" asked Zahra who turned her gaze away from her phone screen. He was surfing in cyberspace to kill his sense of boredom because of waiting.

"Already dong!" nur said while showing a plastic bag in his hand, he immediately slipped the plastic bag between the seat and steering wheel. Zahra immediately shifted her seat to the back, too,

"Now we're home, right?" asked Nur who was already sitting in front of Zahra.

"Honey, don't be weird, you promised to buy me a snack!"

"Yahhhh inget aja you," though Nur had hoped Zahra would forget.

"Yes, yes, dong."

"But if through the road that we did not Nemu shop. If you want to buy snacks must pass in front of the mosque."

"The mosque? You mean that shop across the street from the mosque?"

"Yes, there's the most complete snack!?"

"So caught dong same mas ustad!?"

"You know that too."

"Yes, yeah, it's not through there."

Finally they returned home by another road, a road that had to pass through the mosque because the shop that became the destination was right across from the mosque.

Eventually, they arrived at the shop in front of the mosque.

"Let's go in!?" take Nur who has come down from his motorbike.

But when Zahra was about to enter the store, suddenly her phone rang making their steps stop.

"Go ahead, I'll pick up the phone first" Zahra said.

"All right, I'm going in first!?"

Zahra nodded her head, because she was in a fairly complete store, Nur finally broke up to buy some of her personal needs.

As for Zahra, he reached into the phone in his pants pocket and saw who was calling him, and it turned out Imron was calling.

"Hallo, assalamualaikum mas, what's wrong?" asked Zahra when she had attached the flat object to her right earlobe.

"Waalaikum salam, was a phone call to ibuk. He said tomorrow it was time for the cure. Tomorrow mas ask for help to redeem yes, ask for money same mother, the money has been sent."

"Yes mas!"

"Yes, I want to continue working first, assalamualaikum!"

"Greetings waalaikum!"

Zahra finally re-hooked her phone.

But at the same time, his gaze unintentionally led right to the mosque, in the mosque foyer he could see Zaki ustad sitting there and in front of him looked like children were playing.

Somehow he felt like the smile of the man who had officially married him.

"Pantes was so patient with me, playing with the kids!" muttered Zahra, he was unconsciously praising Ustad Zaki, without feeling his lips came to smile at that.

But then, his gaze turned to the girl sitting not far from Zaki's ustad, roughly only a meter away from Zaki's ustad.

"Fatimah! Why is he so close?" mummified Zahra. Suddenly the feeling of pleasure had turned into a feeling of annoyance, but he did not know what was upsetting him. He was only upset when he saw Zaki's oustad close to Fatimah.

Fatimah was talking and ustad Zaki responded with a laugh, as if they were joking with the children as well.

"Pantes was at home, there was Fatimah too apparently. What a laugh!?" I don't know why Zahra was upset about it.

"Well, Zah ...!" call nur from the store, "So buy a snack? If not, I'm not!?"

"Yes, yeah! I can't wait to be a person!"

Zahra carried her frustration into the shop. He chose a spicy snack.

"Pungent kok all the heck was chosen?"

"Yes, you want to eat spicy!?" zahra said as his gaze continued to point towards the mosque which looked from the glass wall of the shop.

Nur looked at Zahra's gaze, too,

"Isn't that Zaki's? That's the same thing, huh?"

"Hmmm! Are you home yet?"

Nur immediately made payment for snacks that had been purchased.

"Are you sure you don't want to nyamperin ustad Zaki first?"

"If you want nyamperin, nyamperin only. I am ogah!?"

"Sewot amet, why are you? That feeling is not!"

"Already know PMS, it's still just like it! Let's go home, or I'll stay!"

"Remain in front?" nur asked as Zahra sat in front.

"Don't baffle. Cepet ride!?"

Nur can do nothing but follow Zahra's wishes.

Zahra immediately started the engine and played the gas handlebar until it made a noise,

"Zahra!?" Nur was really scared but Zahra didn't care.

The voice managed to attract the attention of Zaki,

"Astaghfirullah azim thing, deck of Zahra!" murmured ustad Zaki, it turns out Fatimah also noticed it.

Not only that, Zahra also rode her motorcycle carelessly, making Nur really scared, he wrapped his arms around Zahra's waist and did not dare to open his eyes because he was so afraid.

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