Marry handsome ustad

Stay in a hotel (1)

As the car drove back to a hotel, Zahra became fascinated with the scenery she rarely met,

"Mas, where are you going?" zahra asked when Zaki suddenly opened the car door when they had not reached the parking lot, they were still right in front of the hotel entrance.

"Down!"

"Kok down, Zahra how?"

"Wait a minute!" ustad Zaki was actually down when Zahra let go of his hand, it turns out that Zaki oustad ran around the car and stood next to the door close to Zahra, he was opening the door for zahra, he was,

"Come down!"

"Zahra too?"

"Hmmm!"

Zahra also had no choice but to comply with Zaki's request, he immediately got out of the car.

Ustad Zaki's hand immediately grasped Zahra's hand after closing the car door, not forgetting he also carried a large rangsel bag in his right hand.

His steps came to a halt as a belt boy welcomed their arrival,

"Good night, welcome to our hotel!"

Ustad Zaki dropped his bag back but did not intend to let go of Zahra's hand.

"For help, park my car!" pinta ustad Zaki while handing over the keys to his car that he just took from his jacket pocket.

"Good mas!" said the man so politely.

Not forgetting that Zaki's ustad also handed over a fifty thousand piece of money made Zahra's eyes dumbfounded.

He gave fifty thousand money just to ask for parking help, very good, mending in love to me, inner Zahra not iklas.

After the belt boy happened, Zahra immediately pulled Zaki's shirt, and slightly held his hand until Zaki finally undo his intention to step up his legs,

"Mas!"

"Hmm?" ustad Zaki asked while frowning until his eyebrows were almost fused together.

"That's the money, baby, I have twenty grand to trade! Fifty thousand loh, just to pay for parking."

Ustad Zaki shook his head,

"Are you going to take the money again?"

"Maybe?" zahra and Ustad Zaki did not answer with words but he tightened his grip on Zahra's hand, in fact he was holding a smile. He deliberately wanted to make Zahra aware of his mistake.

Zahra understood Zaki's intention, she did not argue anymore and followed her husband's steps, even though she still grumbled.

"Again we can go straight home, why also stay here? Just make me scared!" muttered Zahra with a soft voice but could still be heard by Zaki.

Their steps were stopped when they reached the front desk receptionist, seen ustad Zaki was ordering a room, he said, he also showed their marriage certificate so as not to occur misunderstanding because clearly Zahra still looks like a school child in general.

Until finally the officer handed over a key to ustad Zaki,

"Let me deliver!" he said again as he walked off his desk.

Ustad Zaki followed the woman as well as Zahra.

"Please, if you need anything, please contact through the main call!"

"Well thanks!"

Finally, Zaki ustad opened the door using the key handed over by the receptionist.

"Assynnya!" ustad Zaki said his greetings after stepping into the room, he turned back and shifted his body, "Come in!" his orders to Zahra.

"I'm in too, huh? Didn't the schoolboy enter the hotel?" asked Zahra doubtfully.

Ustad Zaki smiled faintly, more precisely the same way that Zahra was unaware of her husband's smile,

"Well, if you don't want to go in, I'll close it again. I'm getting a shower!"

Ustad Zaki had already closed half the door but Zahra's hand immediately held him back,

"Don't dong, I was just asking!" Zahra quickly entered the room.

He was again stunned by the view in the room,

Geez, this is really amazing. This is the name of the hotel ...

Zahra's gaze was immediately fixed on the king-size bed in the middle of the room with shades of white and brown. He quickly ran and jumped on the bed just like a child who had never seen a soft bed made ustad Zaki shake his head.

Ustad Zaki put his bag of rangsels on the sofa, he was seen looking around for his personal belongings in the bag,

"When do you want to take a shower, don't you want to take a shower?" ask ustad Zaki still with his tone makes Zahra stop his activities that are jumping up and down on the bed, he stopped in a position to sit tight while staring at the Zaki.

"I don't bring a change of clothes!" zahra said, but Zaki quickly took something out of his bag.

When did he put my shirt in that bag? he said inwardly but quickly he glared, he immediately ran towards the Zaki Ustad, more precisely approaching the bag.

"If there's a shirt, there's an_?" his words hang as Zaki's hands hang his skr clothes.

"Geez, what a pervert!" he said while grabbing her bra and CD. He immediately hid the two sacred objects behind his back.

As if he did not care about Zahra's panic, Ustad Zaki simply passed by and went into the bathroom.

Hmhhh ....

Zahra sighed, she seemed to miss the pranks of Zaki. When Zaki's ustad was cold like that made him feel lonely.

"Geez, he's still mad" muttered as he looked back at his CD and bra, he chose to sit next to Zaki's backpack and check the contents of the bag and it only contained his clothes and Zaki's clothes.

"I think he has plans to stay at the hotel. Mystery!"

Chequelek

Zahra was again shocked as the bathroom door opened again after ten minutes, Zahra's eyes completely unable to switch from the beautiful scenery.

Ustad Zaki came out with his wet hair, water bottles from his hair soaked his open body without a shirt, he was wearing only color pants and a towel hanging from his neck.

"Battle splinter!?" his orders to Zahra while draping a dry towel around Zahra's neck make Zahra who reflexively directs both hands to Zaki's chest, more precisely holding both the chest of Zaki's ustad makes Zaki dumbfounded in the making as well as Zahra.

Hahhhh, this is nothing.it feels like he wants to immediately pull his hand away from Zaki's chest but can not his hand like there is glue that makes it difficult to pull it.

No, no, I can't be this perverted, with all his strength Zahra managed to pull his hand,

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it!" with her red face Zahra immediately got up from her seat and ran into the bathroom, leaving Zaki's ustad still glued in place.

After Zahra went into the bathroom, Ustad Zaki immediately held his chest that had been held by Zahra,

"Why does it feel like it's about to erupt!?" he muttered still while holding his chest.

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