Marry handsome ustad

Her voice is sweet

Zahra still continued to speak for herself in her heart because her mouth was now even so difficult to move.

Until finally they arrived in front of a mosque, and Ustad Zaki immediately parked his car.

"We pray in Ashar as well as pray magrib here, you do not go out of the mosque before the completion of the magrib prayer!" say ustad Zaki still with the cold mode,

"But I_!"

"Call me if you want to go anywhere!" say ustad Zaki while showing his phone.

Zahra could only sigh and bow her head, "Yes!"

"Come in, I'll make sure you get in first!" ustad Zaki said, although angry still he could not ignore his wife in a foreign place like this.

"Where am I going to run!?" muttered Zahra softly but could still be heard by the Zaki Ustad, although grumbling but there was nothing to do but comply with her husband's request.

Zahra also walked first into the mosque, while Zaki's people waited until Zahra really entered and then he entered the mosque through another door, the door for male worshipers.

Right after taking ablution, Iqamah also reverberated and worshippers had begun to fill the mosque. The priest began to lead the jama'ah prayers.

After the prayers were over, one by one the worshippers left the mosque but not with Zaki. he even flabbergasted in his place, his hands seemed still busy twisting the beads with lips that continued to praise the majesty of the owner of life.

Until finally he closed his remembrance with prayer, put his hands in front of his chest.

"O Allah, O Lord, You are the giver of life. I give my life to You, as I give my servant home life. Thou art uniting times, so I ask to keep this bond as Thou hast kept it for the servant, amen!" both of his palms immediately rubbed his face with such wisdom.

To fill the time while waiting for the magrib prayer time, Zaki ustad also took a mushaf of the Qur'an and began to read it, he said, not forgetting he put his phone right next to him sitting so he knew if there was a message coming in.

On the other side of the mosque, Zahra, who was sitting without any intention of removing her face, was playing her mobile phone but soon her attention was distracted by a melodious voice reciting the verses of Allah. The voice managed to make his troubled heart calm down.

"Who teaches? So sweet!" he muttered slowly, he immediately shifted his seat closer to the curtain between the female and male worshipers, he was so curious about the owner of the melodious voice.

"Mas ustad!?" he muttered so he knew who the owner of the melodious voice was.

"Why haven't I noticed all this time, have I never read the Qur'an at home or am I the bodo?" Zahra was busy looking for answers to her own questions.

"Is this the lucky me or the ustad Zaki who lost his life by marrying me? I have nothing to gain, let alone the melodious sound, juice of thirty only memorize a few verses that were just short!" a sense of inferiority was suddenly present in his mind. Her husband was too perfect for her who had many flaws.

"Oh Allah, all this time I was too arrogant, I felt I was the best for myself. But I am so small, O God!"

Until finally the chanting of the holy verse of the Koran read by the Zaki Ustad stopped when the magrib prayer will soon begin.

Jama'ah prayers are completed, as requested by Zaki. Zahra immediately came out of the mosque but he did not dare to walk too far. She chose to sit on the porch to wait for her husband, she knew the habits of her husband who thought long.

"Have you?"

But it turns out he was wrong, Ustad Zaki was already standing behind him. Ustad Zaki deliberately shortened his prayer due to concerns about Zahra.

"Cock is done?" ask Zahra curiously.

"Intentionally, come!" ustad Zaki immediately walked ahead of Zahra and put his back on.

He was still angry ....

Zahra did not dare to ask much, she simply followed in her husband's footsteps.

"Mas, the voice of the old man was_!" zahra's words hang down when suddenly Ustad Zaki stops his steps and turns to him.

"Dark!" he said it again when Zaki justad didn't say anything.

"We're going to the hotel!" utad Zaki immediately managed to make Zahra surprised.

The hotel? inwardly Zahra, he had already imagined absurd things there.

"To hotel? Why?" asked Zahra who was so surprised.

"We'll stay at the hotel and go home tomorrow morning!"

"But we're not doing anything there?" zahra asked again and Ustad Zaki shook his head, his hand started grabbing the car door handle and opening for Zahra.

"Come in!"

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