Marrying Ustaz Ganteng

Episode 70's

The sun was back in the morning, Rifky was ready in his office clothes and was standing in front of Naira, his wife was justifying the tie that he had deliberately tilted. Rifky smiled, gently shuffling Naira's hair which was still slightly wet.

"Thank you ...." Rifky spoke like a child. Then chuckled to himself as Naira rotated her eyes.

"Let's have breakfast! Ntar hunted cold food," invited Naira later. Rifky nodded slowly, stepping with Naira with his hands clutched together.

The two arrived at a dining table full of breakfast. There was also Bi Ira who greeted their friendly.

"Auntie's having breakfast, yeah!" Bi Ira smiled at the invitation from Naira, the woman looked at Rifky who displayed a proud smile at the attitude of his wife.

"What breakfast do you want?" naira asked Rifky.

"What aja. Origin of seasoning," replied Rifky.

"Seasoning?" Naira's forehead frowned for a moment, a little confused as to what spice Rifky meant.

"The spices of love, hahaha." Naira almost floated the spoon towards Rifky. His face looks upset. Her husband this morning was a little irritating for overhauling her in front of Bi Ira.

"This is the toast!" Not wanting to serve Rifky too much, Naira immediately gave the toast a chocolate flavor on Rifky, also seasoned with love spices as Rifky mentioned earlier. Ah, Naira blushed to herself as she remembered.

"You're having breakfast too, Neng. It's the milk." Bi Ira handed over the vanilla-flavored milk that Naira had recently been fond of.

"Thank you, Bi."

"Come, Bi. Have breakfast too!" Rifky again invited, and was embraced by Bi Ira who joined them. This morning the three had breakfast along with a light joke from Rifky. The man deliberately made Naira's cheeks meet red due to her reckless flutter.

"Mas leaving, huh, honey? Okay with Bi Ira, huh?" farewell to Rifky after fifteen minutes of breakfast. As usual, Naira will smile while waving her hand and live with a warm kiss from Rifky.

His prayer always accompanies, the sweet smile and gentle lambayan that makes Rifky quite happy and calm while working.

Naira goes back inside when Rifky's car goes missing at the turn of the road. He will start his day by helping Bi Ira clean the house.

Rifky who has been a few meters driving a little slow down the car, grabbed his phone on the dashboard to contact his best friend Iyan. The man asked Iyan to arrange their meeting after he finished a meeting with his co-workers this morning.

About 25 minutes Rifky arrived at the office. Employees who have come to greet him with polite greetings, and vice versa.

"How, Verry?" rifky asked his secretary.

"We went straight to the requested meeting place, sir. Talking about the discussion last month that we have agreed on" said Verry explained.

"That's it?"

"It's just an outside activity, sir. There is no after."

"alright. You prepared everything, huh? We're leaving in five minutes."

"Well, sir," replied Verry slightly lowered his head.

Rifky smiled and thanked me. Thankfully he had no sudden activities today, so it was easier to meet Iyan after his work was done.

Five minutes later, the two of them were already in the car ready to go. The two chatted casually on the way, that fresh and cheerful face looked crimped with a smile.

Indeed, it is Rifky's habit to invite anyone friendly, be it close friends, or coworkers. A good relationship will always exist between them.

Their car was parked a few minutes later. Verry and Rifky go down at the same time, ready to meet their co-workers who might be a few minutes away.

"How do you think our employees have been doing all this time?" rifky asked in between their travels.

"That's fine, sir. All employees really take advantage of their time and are professionals at work. So far thank God there is no problem," said Verry smiled.

"Thank God then. Lately I have not paid much attention to all office activities. Already worked half a day, even a lot of deviant activities. I believe in you, Verry," Rifky said proudly. Verry gave a small nod with a smile, a very expensive thing to get the full trust of his superiors.

"What would you do if you came home from work?" Verry asked doubtfully.

"Teach naji. It was my activity for a few years" replied Rifky. A glance of the shadow of his students flashed across his mind which made him smile.

"Alhamdulillah .... People like you are the best! It's only natural that many are talking." Verry joking.

"Ah, it could have been you, Ver," replied Rifky chuckling.

"Yes, all the women in our office are almost talking about you. Unfortunately, my father is married. Maybe they're a little bit of a complainer, hahaha." Verry stared at Rifky at a glance accompanied by his laughter.

"When do you have a wife?" Rifky replied, laughing as Verry confusedly replied.

"It's here, sir. Come!"

The stopping of their car in front of the office really fits the situation, where Verry does not need to answer questions from Rifky who he does not know what the answer is.

"Yes." Yeah." Rifky opened the car door. Walk first into leaving Verry who parked the four wheels.

Now Rifky chooses to walk around from desk to desk of office employees, observing their every action meticulously. Sometimes there are one or two of them who steal the view. However, no one dared to blatantly because of the flat face that Rifky displayed. The man looked serious, always professional, but did not leave his caring attitude to others.

As soon as dzuhur time arrived, Rifky and his office friends prayed together in the mosque. Continued with lunch with Iyan according to their agreement last night.

The two met at a restaurant, Iyan apologized that it was a few minutes late because he was busy taking care of his wife. Rifky understood, and welcomed the arrival of his best friend with a helping hand.

"What's up, Ky? I think it's important?" tanya Iyan joked. Sipping his drink in a state of holding a smile.

Rifky took a breath. "Look, Yan. Yesterday I met Rani who managed to escape from custody."

"What?!" Iyan was startled, instantly taking off his glass and staring at Rifky confusedly. That woman, how did it get away?

"Yes. And you know what's the most surprising thing about that?" Rifky brought his head closer. "Rani tried to kill herself!"

"Huh?! A suicide?! Achaghfirullah ...." Iyan scooped his face.

"Yes. I saw it for myself when he wanted to jump on the bridge. One roar from her, Rani calls out her parents' names. Aren't you curious who his father and mother are, Yan?" Rifky put on a face of pity. The sigh that came out was able to make Iyan digest more deeply about their conversation.

"You mean ... should I repeal the sentence?" Iyan guessed.

"alright. I'll forgive him too." Nodding slowly from Rifky made Iyan quickly conclude. Until his clean answer was able to lift the corner of Rifky's lips.

"He's in the hospital, Yan. No one's guarding him." Rifky told.

"Well! Too bad that woman, hopefully with this she can change ...." With a breath, Iyan muttered. She looked at Rifky and smiled together.

No matter how hard he was, his heart still could not hurt anyone else. Especially if it's a woman. Let forgiveness be a mediating path, hoping to bring good to the misstep of Rani. Again, forgiveness is the best thing.