Marry handsome ustad

Bar girl

Zahra immediately stepped into the school gate as it was about to close, but her steps came to a standstill as someone walked up to her while running,

"Zahra, have you come in? I went to your house yesterday!"

Zahra was dumbfounded, she looked at the boy, she looked at him,

"Well?" at once his feet seemed boneless, limp.

"You want to look at you!"

But wasn't yesterday I was also at the father's and mother's house, or did I come out the same Nur? But why didn't you say anything, or was I insensitive?

"What time?"

"About half five!"

Right, that's me coming out the same Nur ...

"Trus?"

"Said your mother, you came out the same Nur. For I came the same Nisa so not expelled with your father."

"Sina?"

"Yes, the broadcast child, he said he was curious about you taking you home, want all acquaintances! If you're still sick, why do you have to run?"

Don't Take it ....

"Zah!?" Bayu again calls out to Zahra, making sure she is fine as Zahra looks more silent.

"Oh yes, yes, yes again. I have to find Bu Chusna first to follow up. Bye, I'll see you later!"

Zahra prefers to go than slipping when talking to Bayu, after all he must meet Bu Chusna if he does not want the value of the repetition to be zero.

He went straight to the teacher's room, some teachers seemed to have entered their respective classes, because the entrance bell had rung ten minutes ago when Zahra was talking to Bayu.

Tok tok tok tok

Although it was quiet, Zahra was sure there were still teachers inside. And sure enough, Ms. Chusna was still sitting in her place checking the children's replies.

"Zahra, comein!?"

Why is his face so friendly? Zahra entered with hesitation, usually Bu Chusna so fierce especially in students who asked for a follow-up, only also at the door had gotten the opening spray of the UUD. This time it was adem ayem.

"Mom, i_!" just as Zahra opened her mouth, Ms. Chusna had already cut off her words.

"You need to repeat, yes, sit down. I have prepared this for you. Zaki told me that too."

Zaki Mas? That means mas ustad, right? So they've exchanged phone numbers, ahhh yes_

Zahra stared at the cloth she still held in her hand, the cloth she used to wrap around her feet. This is the same cloth, the cloth that was yesterday while as he remembered he did not find it yesterday.

Looks like Miss Chusna knows Zahra's direction,

"Ohhhh, I forgot. Yesterday mom accidentally came to your house to return the cloth was left in class. Eh happened to meet Zaki mas at the village barrier working with the fathers, so all the mothers nitip together Zaki mas."

"Yes, if it's not the mother who asked, then Zaki himself asked. He said if there's anything with you, I told him to call Mas Zaki. Attention so yes mas you, so much worry about you!"

"Hehhh, yes Mom!?" Zahra could only smile blandly.

He just knows, Zaki's the guy I'm ready for. Kok can happen to be gini anyway, it could be mas ustad not story ...

"Of course, don't keep talking. It's about you and get to work now!"

"Yes Mom!"

Zahra immediately looked for an empty seat and began to work on it.

Just working on some numbers, Bu Chusna came back closer, he deliberately shifted his seat to get close to Zahra.

"By the way, Zaki's mas is justad huh?" asked Bu Chusna, Zahra who was lazy to respond chose to nod her head.

"Sadly yes, mas you are justad, you are expensive gini, you should wear a hijab, or at least wear the same shirt with a long skirt. There are many here who wear long uniforms even though they do not wear hijab. Uh you're instead_!" Ms. Chusna noticed Zahra's skirt, "Snakes are less material, Zaki's mas pantes tell you to pack fabric."

Really Kepo Bu Chusna, like me dong want to pack what

"That's my mother's advice. Besides, if Zaki wants to find a wife, at least she looks like a mother, right?"

O Allah when to speak mulu ...

"Ehhhh, by the way, what kind of girl does Zaki like? Must be like mommy, huh?"

I want to hit the teacher.. ..

Zahra was really upset this time, though,

"She likes you, same bar girl as me!"

" Dry anyway?"

"If you don't believe it already. When does Zahra finish if I keep talking to Zahra!?"

Ms. Chusna also slowly left Zahra and returned to her place, still leaving a curious feeling,

"What cooking?!" he murmured slowly but could still be heard by Zahra, "He's not a bad guy, bar girl that means urakan right?"

Zahra could only shake her head and refocus on the matter.

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