Marrying Ustaz Ganteng

Episode 59's

Iyan and Bi Yati had just arrived home. Iyan invited Bi Yati down from the car to approach Ayu who was waiting for her return.

"It's a really nice afternoon to go home, Mas?" Ayu hugged Iyan with a spoiled whimper. Her face she drowned in the chest of Iyan field while inhaling the scent of her husband's body.

"Fear, huh, honey?" Iyan chuckled and pinched Ayu's nose slowly, causing a red hue on the woman's cheek.

"Who, Mas?" tanya Ayu looked at Bi Yati.

"Yes, this is Bi Yati. From today onwards you will not be alone if Mas again teaches. Bi Yati will accompany you," Iyan smiled.

He had indeed deliberately invited Bi Yati to accompany Ayu, as well as being ART in their newly settled home one day.

Coincidentally the woman had known him some time ago, Iyan found Bi Yati lying on the side of the road when he returned from the mosque. After being traced, it turns out that Bi Yati is indeed looking for a job in the city to provide for her life, because she was left behind by the husband who had been picked up by the Divine. While his son has not come home from overseas for years. I don't know where it is now.

When they were reunited at Rani's house, Iyan chose to bring Bi Yati to his house because he did not trust Rani.

"Bi, you know, Ayu." Ayu smiled and extended her hand. It was with pleasure that Bi Yati received that gentle helping hand and smiled sincerely. He was truly grateful, finally got a definite job in the right place anyway.

"Yes already. You took Bi Yati to her room, huh? I want to go to the room first" Iyan told his wife.

Ayu nodded, and escorted Bi Yati to a room not far from the kitchen.

"Uncleaned yet, Bi. We just moved this morning." Ayu nodded for a moment.

"No papa, Non. Aunty can clean, not too dirty anyway," Bi Yati replied.

"Ah, hem .. call Ayu only, Bi. Don't be non." Ayu scratched her non-itchy head. Feeling strange about Bi Yati's call to him, because all this time he had never been called that.

"No papa-em ... Nengs! Yes, yes, yes?" bi Yati's proposal chuckled. Confused himself determine the call for his employer.

"Yes already. Let Ayu help." Ayu tidied up the room with Bi Yati. Her happy nature helps, making Bi Yati's eyes teary. If the one who was smiling at him right now was his son, he would be very happy. However, it was just wishful thinking. Perhaps he will never see his beloved daughter again.

By nightfall, this was the first night for Iyan and Ayu to occupy their new home. After dinner, they sat on the balcony of the room while staring at the beauty of the moonlit sky. Very bright! Just like the hearts of both couples.

"About Rifky got scolded by his wife what's not, huh?" Iyan muttered.

"What's the matter, Mom?" asked Ayu who heard her husband's soft voice.

"They're not okay. Rifky was kidnapped by a woman" said Iyan, who made Ayu gawk.

"kidnapped women? How's that supposed to mean?" Ayu. However, tucked away the confusion from his facial expression. Didn't her husband just say something? It's funny that men are kidnapped by women, isn't it?

"Yes. Rifky said his car broke down after going home to dzuhur prayers. Suddenly someone hit him and when he woke up there was already in the woman's room," Iyan explained, he shook his head in an inexhaustible manner.

"You want to know, huh?" Iyan. Then pull Ayu's cheek and place a kiss there. "Yes there. It's over, but I don't know if Rifky and Naira."

"A lot of women want a Rifky? Naira has to keep that asset." Ayu closed her mouth to avoid the sound of laughter coming out, she remembered the time she liked Rifky. For some reason, Ayu becomes sorry for Naira.

"Eitherway. Only women who are not ashamed. I know the married man. Even healed!" Iyan sounded furious. Moreover, imagine the face of Rani while slandering her best friend.

"Who is he, my friend? Where did Rifky know her?" ask Ayu curiously.

"Mas doesn't know either. If not wrong, his name is Rani. Aye ... Rani," replied Iyan as he remembered.

"Owh .. It's only natural that one." Ayu nodded. "From the beginning I didn't like Rani either."

"You know him?" tanya Iyan frowned.

"He knows, I know. He's, 'it's our client. Rani's sister, it's su---"

"Ghibah ... come? Hmm?" Iyan slowly pulled Ayu's chin to look at her.

"Hehe. Kebablasan, Mas," said Ayu nyengir. Then hid his face on Iyan's chest as Iyan looked at him continuously. She was still ashamed to be stared at by her husband. Especially with a smile.

"So, yuk. Long cold in here." Iyan took Ayu in. Because his wife was still bowed in shame, Iyan spontaneously lifted her body and took her to bed. Ayu was silent for a few seconds. Then cover her face with a blanket as Iyan laughs at her behavior.

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Rifky stared at the small body of Naira who had been covered in a blanket. The man stood in the doorway of the room while breathing heavily. Ever since he came home from the mosque and had dinner together, Naira still kept him quiet. Usually Naira will ask to be fed and spoiled to him, but not tonight.

How else would he persuade his little wife? Rifky was trying to explain. But Naira still doesn't care. Rifky understood, maybe Naira needs some time to come to terms with this. He understood that, but he was not strong if he had to be ignored by his wife. He misses his wife's embrace and spoiled attitude. When Naira whines at her, her burly hands are ready to welcome Naira's tiny body. He wants it ....

Slowly. Rifky approached the lying Naira. The blanket covered Naira's face, and found her crying. Naira immediately snatched back her blanket, covering her tear-drenched face again. For a long time, the sound of crying began to sound, until a small stuffing filled their room.

"Naira ...." Rifky pulls Naira's body and holds her warm. "Sorry Mas, Darling .. Sorry Mas ...."

"M-gold ...." For a moment Naira stopped her speech because it was choked with a bitter taste. Rifky kissed Naira's head gently. Her tears just melt when she hears Naira calling out to her.

"I'm not mad at you, M-mas ..," Naira said. His fingers clasped Rifky's shirt tightly around his chest, and drowned his face there.

Rifky kissed Naira's head long, stroked her beautiful hair and wiped away her tears.

Naira's speechless. Enjoy every soft touch from Rifky. She also misses her husband, she needs a loving hug from Rifky. Rifky who understood also clenched tightly Naira's body and kissed her face. They give each other strength and peace by uniting the longings of those who had scattered.