Marrying Ustaz Ganteng

Episode 42

"Assalamualaik." Rifky entered his house and said his greetings. He came home from his office at about two in the afternoon. Because the task has moved when the afternoon, namely teaching children as usual. Yes, Rifky did not forget that noble task even though he was very busy and even very tired.

"Wa'alaikumussalam," said Bi Ira from the inside, "have you returned, Den?" welcome Bi Ira to smile.

"Yes, Bi. Where's naira?" rifky asked, because Naira did not welcome him home. Usually Naira will come to him soon when she just came home from work.

"Neng Naira is resting. He said that his head was dizzy" Bi Ira replied and was taken in by Rifky.

Rifky immediately climbed the stairs to his room. Arriving in the room, Naira was asleep while hugging her doll. Rifky smiled as well as shook his head because Naira was still like a child.

Rifky stepped closer to Naira, gently stroking her sleeping wife's hair.

A gentle kiss he placed on Naira's forehead. Rifky grabbed Naira's small hand to hold it, then smiled sincerely.

"I love you, baby." Rifky muttered and kissed the back of his wife's hand.

Naira who felt disturbed, stretched her stiff body and slowly opened her eyes. He gnashed his eyes to neutralize the vision and found Rifky sitting next to him.

"Mas Rifky? You home?" Naira sat herself down and leaned against the headboard.

"Yes. Just now," replied Rifky smiling.

"Mas, long time home," whined Naira and immediately hugged Rifky. Rifky returned Naira's embrace while stroking her back. Naira's not usually like this. Probably not fully aware.

"Why, Honey?" ask Rifky.

Naira looked up and looked at Rifky. "Kangen ...," he whined as he moved his lips. As fast as lightning Rifky grabbed the tiny lips, making the owner of the lips immediately change the expression of his face.

"New times are broken, are you missing?" rifky said teasingly.

"Fuck, ah!" ketus Naira's. Then drown his face in the chest of Rifky's field.

"Let's wake up! Take a shower and get ready to go!" rifky let go of his embrace. Naira nodded and smiled sweetly.

Before Rifky got up from her seat, Naira kissed her cheek at a glance. Then smile clumsily.

"Bold you now, huh?" Rifky pinched his wife's nose slowly and chuckled. Naira did not answer him, she went straight to the bathroom to cover her cheeks that had met red.

Rifky chuckled softly at Naira's behavior. Funny, he did it, he got entangled. Ow hell!

Long enough to wait for Naira to finish her bathing ritual, Rifky was already sultry and immediately undressed. He headed for the bathroom door using a towel wrapped around his waist.

Chequek!

Bruk!

"Aww!" Naira who was about to come out accidentally hit the chest of Rifky's field, because Rifky just wanted to knock on the door.

"sick." Naira stroked her forehead which hit Rifky's chest. While Rifky felt absolutely no guilt, the man smiled at his wife.

Naira immediately regained her senses and held onto her towel that was almost released. Then glared his eyes at Rifky.

"Why?" rifky asked while holding Naira's shoulder. The man looks to smile at her.

"Hehem, beautiful dress up, honey. But just for me," replied Rifky while menoel nose pointed Naira.

"Yes .. shower there!" Naira saunters away from Rifky's face. While Rifky held his intention to clean up.

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Naira read the Qur'an carefully and slowly. He is currently teaching while helping Rifky teach the other children.

"If this one, how do you read it?" naira asked him to show his Qur'an to Rifky.

"This is alif lam qamariyah, like my love for you, clearly read!" Rifky combed Naira while menoel nose pointed. Not forgetting the sweet smile she showed.

"Cieee ...." The children in the study laughed at them.

"Mas .. I'm serious, huh!" Naira looked at Rifky with a sigh.

"If you want a fight, then, yes! It's surau, Woy!" Iyan who heard also joined the sewot.

"Yes, yeah! We're having a wrong romance here. I forgot there was a single." Rifky glanced at Iyan who was sitting a bit away from him. A faint smile rose from Rifky's lips.

Iyan squinted his eyes puffed up. Here, here! What he doesn't like about Rifky, he likes ignorant! Same, with him.

While Naira smiled amusedly at the bickering of the two friends. It is beautiful to have a close friend, Naira had felt that, even until now.

"What's up, Rifky? Iyan?" Ustaz Hanan who heard their somewhat powerful voice, asked.

They are different places when teaching, Rifky and Iyan on the right, while Ustaz Hanan in front. They teach at the level of children, if they are fluent in reading it, Ustaz Hanan is the one who teaches. While Iyan and Rifky teach children who are still in the early stages.

Naira used to teach with Ustaz Hanan when she first studied. Yes, because Naira is embarrassed if she has to study with Rifky or Iyan. Kan, is that impossible?

"No papa, Om," Iyan replied smilingly, then continued to teach him. Before that, the fierce gaze he threw for Rifky and only responded to a small ruckus by Rifky.

"So what, Mas?" Naira repeated her question.

"Yes, this is alif lam qamariyah. Alif lam qamariyah is a law of tajwid reading in which the letters lam (Hit) must be read clearly when meeting with hijaiyah letters such as ba ( ⁇ ), jim ( ⁇ ), kha ( ⁇ ), and others, kho ( ⁇ ), 'ain ( ⁇ ), ghoin ( ⁇ ), fa ( ⁇ ), qof ( ⁇ ), kaf ( ⁇ ), mim ( ⁇ ), wawu ( ⁇ ), hamzah ( ⁇ ), ha ( ⁇ ), etc, yes ( ⁇ )," replied Rifky. Naira nodded then refocused on her reading.

Several hours they held a study, now it is time to pray ashar. They prayed in the mosque with Rifky as the imam.

Until late in the afternoon, they went home.

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TBC.

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