Marry handsome ustad

Study 1

Actually even attended the recitation, but because this was the request of the umi, Zahra could not refuse. Especially at home there was no one, Abi also went to the mosque.

Tok tok tok tok

The bedroom door was knocked from the outside when Zahra was sitting in front of her dressing table, she was so lazy to just move on.

"Zahra, it's umi!"

"Lake umi! No Zahra keys!" Zahra pretended to comb her hair.

Chequelek

The door was opened from the outside, it looks umi is ready with a dress and long veil.

"Umi's in?" umi permission again, maybe thanks to the upbringing of umi yes it was ustad Zaki grew up to be a polite man.

"Yes umi!"

Umi finally walked closer to Zahra, now Zahra has worn a long-sleeved shirt and a long skirt as well. The only long skirt he had.

"Umi know, you must not be ready, so Umi came with this!" umi showed something in her hand, a rectangular hijab that was still folded neatly, gray so that it matched the plisket skirt that Zahra was wearing today, with a long black and white zebra t-shirt.

Zahra just smiled, indeed she had no hijab other than her mukena.

"Yes wear!" said Umi while giving up the hijab in her hands.

But Zahra instead looks confused by the hijab in her hand, lucky Umi soon realized, she said,

"Ohhhh yes! Umi help put it on!"

Umi took the rectangular fabric again and folded it into a triangular shape.

"Excuse me, umi put it on!" umi immediately closed to Zahra's head, "God, what a beautiful Umi child!"

Though Umi has not connected the bottom, but Zahra already looks beautiful with the hijab,

"Ahh umi, Zahra is so embarrassed!"

"Seriously, dear, take a look. You can't lose to that!"

After Umi hooked the hijab under Zahra's chin with a safety pin, Zahra stared at her reflection in the mirror.

Right, a smile suddenly appeared on Zahra's lips. Is this really me? Zahras?

Even she did not think if it was her, at the wedding she also wore a hijab but it seems she forgot. He also did not intend to display their wedding photos at home, so Zaki ustad put them on display in his workspace.Personal his in honor of Zahra.

"Yes, because it's ready. We're leaving now? I'm afraid it's too late!"

"Yes umi!"

Zahra nodded her head. Ustad Zaki and Abi had gone to the mosque since before the magrib while the study usually began ba'dha isya', Zahra happened to have finished her menstruation until she could come to the mosque. More precisely he had no reason to refuse the invitation to go to study.

"Come, umi!" take Zahra with you after you've locked the door.

"We walk, all sports!" umi said.

"Yes umi!" Zahra again hurt his motor contact, lucky the motorbike in the parking lot next to the house so that it does not show its existence will not provoke thieves in.

They also walked to the mosque, not infrequently they passed by mothers who also walked to the mosque so they were caught in small talk while heading to the mosque.

The closer the mosque, the more crowded, they greet each other and say hello every time they meet other mothers. This is the atmosphere if the speaker of Zaki, the worship of mothers will be more than the other ustad.

Not infrequently the chatter of the mothers insinuating Zahra, but Zahra is not his name if it is easy to be offended, he instead looks so relaxed in contrast to the umi who occasionally tightly grip the hands of the son-in-law.

"Yes loh Bu nyai, Zahra's her nimble son. His father until I was advised. Isn't that Zahra?" the words of the mothers do sound subtle but are actually squeaky.

"Every once in a while young people should be so mothers. You always know the limits! God willing Zahra also knows the limits!" umi bela.

Until finally they arrived in front of the mosque, it looks like the congregation has gathered a lot. Some men are still sitting on the terrace of the mosque even though this is a mother's study, they often listen to lectures.

"We're in!* invite umi and Zahra nodded her head.

It appears that Zaki was already sitting in front of the priest waiting for the worshipers to really gather. He sat right behind the slap (A small table used for teaching).

One by one the worshippers entered and some of them said their greetings, zaki patiently answered their greetings one by one until Zaki's old gaze suddenly fixated on the figure walking behind his umi with a slight duck following his umi.

O God, you are so perfect that you create an angel as beautiful as a servant's wife .., so fascinated that Zaki continues to follow where Zahra is to sit on one side of the mosque.

It seems that Zahra realized that if she was being noticed, she immediately looked forward right in the straight line where she was sitting, Ustad Zaki seemed to smile sweetly at her.

Why is he smiling? Zahra immediately checked around and looked for the subject of her husband's smile.

Cook Grandma Warti anyway?, like not deh, umi? umi didn't look there. Or budhe Ambar? no, budhe Ambar is no longer a toy hp. finally he realized only remaining himself.

So is it possible that I? yes it is. Ahhh don't, I'm like GeEr.

Zahra also chose to turn her gaze elsewhere rather than making a paper with a smile like Zaki.

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