Marry handsome ustad

Jealousy huh?

Early in the morning like never before, Zahra who is lazy to wake up even though Zaki had awakened him several times to pray at dawn this time Zahra even woke up before the dawn of dawn.

Ustad Zaki who had just come out of the bathroom was quite surprised, though,

"Daddy, are you awake? Isn't her period not over yet?" if you remember this is still four days.

"It's nothing!?" Zahra immediately moved and took turns to enter the bathroom. Ustad Zaki could only stare at the closed bathroom door.

Zahra was washing her face, staring at the big mirror in the bathroom,

Hhhhhh ....

Zahra sighed while tying her hair,

"It looks like this effect of staying with the in-laws, gini really can't wake up a little!?" he complained, looking at his face in the mirror.

Tok tok tok tok

"Sir, I went to the mosque first!" the sound of Zaki ustad accompanies the bathroom door that is knocked from the outside.

Chequelek

Zahra opened the door, making the man standing at the door step back,

"Yes!"

Ustad Zaki brandished his hand, making Zahra frown,

"Don't it just ablaze?" asked Zahra who refused to welcome the hand of Zaki.

"Let's take more ablution in the mosque."

Zahra could only pursed her lips and welcomed Zaki's hand, kissing the back of her hand, as usual iftad Zaki always rubbed Zahra's head while chanting a prayer for his wife.

"Mas leave first, assalamualaikum,!"

"Greetings waalaikum!"

After Zaki left, Zahra immediately went to the kitchen and it turned out that Umi was already there.

"Aspiral, umi!"

"Waalaikum hail! Sorry umi must be bothering you, if you are still sleepy just don't pa pa pa!"

"Not even umi! Let Zahra help umi!"

"No, you better be ready, today is school, right?"

Zahra nodded her head, but she still felt bad letting her in-laws work in her own kitchen.

"Zahra leaves rather unfortunate kok umi."

"It's not pa pa, umi used to do this herself. Be prepared!"

Although it was not good, Zahra decided to return to her room, she was also not used to being ready early in the morning, but her eyes did not want to be closed again.

***

Zahra is ready for school, as well as Zaki who is ready to drive her.

"Umi, Abi, Zahra leave first!"

"Yes, be careful. Don't tell me anymore, Zaki's going to turn on his little wife!" said Umi while teasing Zahra makes Zahra blush as well as Zaki.

"What the hell is umi!?" protest ustad Zaki, "Yes we've left first!"

"Yes, not for long, because you have promised to send Abi to the house of Zahra's parents!?"

"God willing, Abi. assalamualaikum!"

"Greetings waalaikum!"

Zahra followed Zaki outside, but he was shocked to see the car parked in front of his house,

"Who's this car?" asked Zahra while holding the hand of Zaki who was about to open the car door.

"Abi's car, deck!"

"Abi?" Zahra frowned, "Didn't he say yesterday mas ustad, the mas who picked up Abi same umi at the airport?"

Hearing Zahra's question, Ustad Zaki was silent for a moment. After finding the right answer, Zaki looked back at Zahra.

"Ohhh that, but the bike?" Zahra can still see Zaki's old motorbike parked.

"Yes, there was a courier who asked for a motorcycle yesterday!"

"Ohhhhh!"

"Well, let's go, you'll be late!" ustad Zaki opened the car door for Zahra.

After making sure Zahra really entered, Zaki just closed the door and walked quickly around the car to open the other door near the wheel, he immediately entered and sat in front of the wheel.

Finally for the first time Zaki ustad drove Zahra by car,

Until they reached the intersection they saw a girl who was walking on foot while guiding her motorcycle.

"Sir, that's like, huh!?"

"Yes, why is that the bike?"

Suddenly ustad Zaki slowed down the speed of his car,

"Ehhhh, what do you want?" Zahra immediately held Zaki's hand.

"Pity deck!?"

If the same girl pity ....

Sure enough, if Zaki stopped his car right next to Fatimah, he lowered his car glass.

"Assalamualaikum, Imah deck."

"Greetings, ustad!"

It's just ustadz, don't see if there is a Gini Segede ...

Fatimah turned to look at Zahra who was sitting next to Zaki,

"Zahra!?"

"Hmmm!" Zahra smiled blandly.

"What's wrong with the bike?" ask ustad Zaki.

"This is the tire leaking!?"

"Where are you going?"

"Well, go to college, ustad!"

"Well, we are with him,"

Why pack nawarin ride anyway, really good poky nih people ..., complained Zahra in his heart.

"Well, is that deck?" ustad Zaki almost forgot to ask his wife.

Zahra could only smile insipidly, she could not resist it, after all this was not her car, either,

"Yes!?" answer's heavy.

"My motorcycle crus?" ask Imah who is confused must be done with the bike.

Emang I thought, already to be offered a ride ...

"That's there's a stall, let me_!" Zahra immediately restrained Zaki's hand and gave her husband a sharp look.

"Yes mbak Imah, mbak Imah can nitipin itself there right? Is it not mas?" zahra said in a voice full of emphasis.

"Ahhh yes, yes!"

Imah also immediately lead his motorbike to the shop appointed by Zaki and leave his motorbike there.

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