Marry handsome ustad

Who're they?

Zahra hitchhikes an online motorcycle taxi that takes her home.

Ustad Zaki had been looking for his little wife's whereabouts since noon, he questioned all who knew Zahra, including Bu Chusna and Nur.

"Thank you Mom for the information. If you have any information about Zahra, please contact me."

"Definitely mas Zaki. I'm glad Zaki wants to contact me!"

"Yes, because Ms. Chusna is Zahra's homeroom teacher!"

Instantly, Zaki's words made the woman who was mature enough to make the household sigh long, but he had hoped much earlier. He hoped that because the man wanted to be close to him, he would contact him.

Ustad Zaki continues to drive his bike, looking to places where Zahra might stop.

Until the afternoon Zahra arrived in front of the house that had been one week he lived with Zaki's ustad, but there was something strange there. There were strangers sitting in front of their house enjoying a warm cake and tea, visible from the smoke still billowing from the glass, it seemed like the tea had just been made.

There are guests....

Inner Zahra seemed hesitant to step her legs.

"Sir, pay the motorcycle!" immediately, the speech of the ojek sir distracted Zahra, as well as two people who were sitting on the porch of his house.

"Ahhhh yes, jerk off!" Zahra immediately reached into his uniform pocket and took out the money as per the application.

"It's mas!?"

Finally after getting money from Zahra, the ojek also left the place, now Zahra's attention again turned to two people who were also staring at him from a distance.

Slowly Zahra began to open the fence of his house, making the two sitting people slowly stand up to welcome his arrival.

"Assynnya!" greet Zahra.

"Waalaikum greetings," the two men replied in unison while paying attention to Zahra's appearance, "You're Zaki's son of santrinya huh? Coincidentally his Zaki hasn't come home yet, he's looking for his wife!"

Dead me, so mas ustad is not home, he nyariin me ....

"Bu_no, i_!" zahra's words hung as the long-veiled woman immediately withdrew her hand,

"Have sat down, not pa pa pa if it is still early is sometimes embarrassed." Zahra with her confused feelings could only comply with the woman's request, the woman looked beautiful and calm with her covered clothes even though she was no longer young.

Iqro's'? Meaning naji? zahra still looked at the woman in confusion, occasionally turning to look at the man whose age did not seem much different from the woman, the man chose to focus on his tea.

"No, i_!?"

"You still want to register, umi, I don't know if Zaki also teaches at home!?"

The umi? Who they are ....

"Well, isn't it Abi?" the woman finally asked the man who had chosen to be a listener.

But not until he answered it, the sound of a motorbike that was so familiar in Zahra's ear stopped right in his yard.

"That's right, Zaki has come! But by itself, where's his wife?" said the woman and Zahra could only look at the woman, she was eager to say that she was the newly arrived man's wife.

Ustad Zaki walked quickly towards them.

"Assynnya!?"

"Greetings waalaikum!" said the three of them, they also Sudja stood up to welcome the arrival of Ustad Zaki.

"O Allah, wherever you are, seek you out!"

Instead of answering, Zahra chose to grab Zaki's hand and kiss the back of his hand making the two look at each other in confusion.

Sorry a little bit first, he added later tonight

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