Marry handsome ustad

My friend's cafe

Zahra immediately squinted her eyes as soon as she remembered something, she seemed to start suspecting something. Precisely suspecting the existence of her husband in the cafe where he and his gang Bayu hang out.

"Bag,"

Ustad Zaki who was looking at Zahra's face immediately deepened his gaze, he was really fascinated with the beautiful face of his wife, as well as feeling proud of his wife. He knew very well what kind of association his wife lived, wild racing, hanging out late, brawls and all the other juvenile delinquency, he said, but apparently being in a black place doesn't mean it's going to make people black.

"It's not the first time you've been here? Whose cafe is this? Why does it seem like all cafe employees know mas ustad?" Zahra told her husband with so many questions. He wants to know everything.

True_, in fact their meeting in Angkot at that time was not their first meeting. This cafe is a silent witness to their meeting,

Not without reason, apparently God brought someone together,

The flashback

A group of high school students entering the cafe at school hours managed to make a man who was chatting with his friend interested to discuss the children, he said, moreover, the thing that attracted him the most was that one of the children had a daughter.

"Zak, look what the hell?" asked the man whose appearance was a little different to that of the man, he was wearing a neat suit while he was wearing his shirt and glove of pride.

"That's_!" point it at those children who are already sitting in place with crisp laughter typical of troubled children.

"Ohhhh, they!?"

"It's school hours, why are they hanging out in cafes?"

"Booking their times, this isn't Zak's first,"

"Aren't you scolding them?"

"Let's just say, they have their own lives." replied the friend so casually.

"The girl_?" ustad Zaki was quite interested in the girls who were among the boys.

"Zahra's name!"

"You familiar?"

"No, it's just because it's so dry here that it knows its name!"

"How long do they usually stay here?"

"Usually they are preparing for wild racing, can be until magrib!"

Flashback off

Since then, Zaki has been visiting cafes a lot. Slow sea he knew that the girl who was always with the horde of boys was in one village with him.

Once he wanted to approach the girl and greet her, it was more appropriate to rebuke her but apparently God preferred her to watch over him because the opportunity never came.

Until finally the proposal from the girl who had made him feel arrogant with his advantages and kindness proposed to him, a big blow seemed to slap him.

It was in his mind to ask the purpose of this destiny given by God, but in fact God who knows best what he needs is not what he wants.

Kindness, holiness are not things that must always be seen but something that is covered with black things can be more sacred than what looks holy.

"Yes_!" answer ustad Zaki briefly.

"Which one is it?"

"Everything is right, I come here often!"

Zahra frowned, an oustad hanging out in the cafe, enough to make Zahra stunned.

"It's his friend's cafe, his name is Ali. We often discuss a lot of things here."

"So he meant_?" Zahra immediately felt sultry, more precisely cold sweat once she knew what was happening, most likely if the man she had married knew very well his life.

"Yes_!" ustad Zaki paused his words, took a little breath and spoke again, "Mas has always even seen Zahra's deck here with Zahra's deckmates. I don't know what made me interested in observing Zahra's current life,"

Ustad Zaki grabbed Zahra's hand and grabbed it,

"But now I know, God wants to show me something!"

"What?"

"Not everything in the mud puddle is unclean and disgusting, real pearls covered in mud but expensive!"

Zahra, like Dejavu, remembers what Miss Marni said yesterday. That word was completely the same as what ustad Zaki was saying right now.

"Kok the same!?" diplet Zahra.

"What's the same?"

"Same as Budhe Marni said! Yesterday budhe Marni said that too, but Zahra didn't know what she meant!"

Ustad Zaki smiled and rubbed the top of Zahra's head,

"That means it's not just your eyes, you don't have to look good in front of people who don't understand you, just be yourself from your best side, good for yourself and those who know you, because it's really those who will feel your kindness!"

"No need to think, just listen and someday Zahra's deck will know the meaning of the words!"

"All right!" answer Zahra for sure.

"How are we going home now?" ask ustad Zaki when he saw the clock was already pointing to the number three in the afternoon.

"Come on!"

But just now they were about to stand up suddenly a greeting greeted them.

"Assynnya!"

Ustad Zaki turned to the source of the voice,

"Waalaikum greetings, Al!?"

The man smiled, but then he was interested to look towards Zahra and frowned,

"It's not Zahra?"

"I_yes!" zahra replied hesitantly, she did not feel familiar with the man in front of her but the man knew her.

The man spread his gaze, like he was looking for something,

"You yourself? Where are your friends?" the uniform that Zahra wears is quite an identity.

"I_!" Zahra was confused as to what to answer, she turned to look at her husband.

"Sit down Al, let's talk!" invite ustad zaki and the man finally joined them. The plan to go home seems to have to be delayed.

"Zahra is with me!"

Zaki's words managed to make the man named Ali surprised,

"You mean you guys came together on purpose?"

"Hmmm!" member Ustad Zaki, "Meet me, she's my wife Zahra!"

This time Ali was even more astonished, he knew how before Zaki could criticize all Zahra's treatment, even from all the words of Zaki at that time there was not the slightest lead to the ideal wife to fall into the hands of Zahra.

"Subhanallah, the power of God is truly extraordinary! How could? Tell me!"

"As you say, all this is due to the power of God" said Ustad Zaki, who did not want to worry about the process of getting married.

"So this is what Ali said the owner of this cafe?" ask Zahra who is beginning to understand.

"Not quite like this!" ali responded to Zahra's question.

"Huhhhh?"

"It looks like your husband hasn't told you everything, hasn't Zak?"

Zahra turned to her husband, and she chose to stand up,

"We have to go home soon, not if we go first!"

"Yes, sir, it's time to have another schedule!" goda Ali, "Next time his wife was brought here again!"

"Goddessa, assalamualaikum!"

"Greetings waalaikum!"

Ustad Zaki again took Zahra's hand and took her out of the cafe, but Zaki just forgot something.

"Because, I haven't paid yet!" zahra said as they were outside the cafe.

"No pa pa, later let it be paid with Ali!"

"Now that's it,"

"No pa pa! Come on!"

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