Mr. Ustadku

Similar to Rani Mukherjee

Morning on a clear weekend. After performing the morning prayer, Selsa walked around the house of the husband.

When he returned, he saw that the umi was neat with a purple-colored light and did not forget, a hijab covered his head. He also looks like a rantang.

“ Umi where to go ? “ asked Selsa while watching the umi. “ Still in the morning is beautiful. Don't say, umi want to ngeceng. “ he added in joking.

“ You can just. “ kekeh umi while hitting the soft Selsa arm. “ Umi want to market. Our food stock in the kitchen has run out. “ he continued.

“ Alone umi ? “ ask Selsa back.

“ Yes. I used to go to the market alone. “ replied umi.

“ Mumpung Selsa again holiday, Selsa can join umi ? “ ask Selsa memgebu. He was eager to go to the market.

“ Not to the supermarket right umi shopping ? “ ask back.

Umi shook her head while smiling.

“ Then Selsa comes along. Umi waitin. Selsa change clothes first. “ pinta Selsa while leaving umi.

“ But we're going to the market, son. Not to the mall. The road must be muddy. Moreover, semalem drizzle out. “ umi half yelled because Selsa had moved away.

“ No – pa umi. Selsa wants to know the market tuh kayak how. “ answered enthusiastically. He then went into the room to change clothes.

He wore a training suit and piggybacked his long wavy hair. Why he chose to wear training, because honestly he did not find the clothes he deserved to wear to the market. No way, he went to the market with Umi but wearing a pair of jeans and small t-shirt that can show his white belly ?

“ Come, umi. We let’s go. “ Selsa grabbed umi's arm and held her when she came back out.

“ Are you sure you want to wear a kayak gini ? Not too hot ? “ asks umi because she saw Selsa wearing a top-down training suit with her long sleeves. And it looks like the material is pretty thick.

Selsa. “ All saunas free umi. “ kekehnya. “ Yes umi, let's go. Bad luck. Later the vegetable maker hunted on disperse. “ invite him.

Umi smiled and nodded. “ We ride angkot or how ? “ ask him.

“ Take angkot umi ? Seriously ? We can take the angkot ? “ ask Selsa for joy. Just like a kid. Because indeed he never rode an angkot during his life.

Umi nodded. “ Horeee …. Asshiiikk …. Selsa wants to ride angkot. “ he even jumped because he was so happy. Today, he will have a new experience.

“ What is this ? How crowded. “ Elyas who just returned from the mosque after the dawn worshipers. It was common for Elyas to return home from the mosque in Ramadan and the weekend in the afternoon. He will do the tadarus first, then help the mosque guards to clean the mosque.

“ Here, umi want to market. And your wife wants to come. “ umi replied.

“ A Moment. Elyas change clothes first. Elyas deliver cars. “ says Elyas.

“ No. No need. “ cut Selsa to Elyas when he wants to go to the room. Elyas. “ I want to ride angkot aja same umi. “

Elyas walked closer. He saw his wife very enthusiastic. “ Ride angkot tuh hot loh Sa. Not to mention, if the angkot is full, must jostle – exhortations. Smell of sweat crowds. “ Elyas told.

“ Know. And that's exactly what I was curious about. How does it feel to sit in the angkot berjubel. “ replied Selsa.

Umi just shook her head while smiling. “ Yes, come on. Bad luck. He said to hunt down his greengrocer on disperse. “ invite him.

Selsa nodded, then she approached her husband, and thrust her hand out. Elyas looked at her with a confused look. “ Salim. “ says Selsa.

Still with a look of confusion, Elyas welcomed Selsa's hand. Selsa smiled, then kissed the back of her hand. “ Mas Elyas guard home. Do not stay in his house. Fear of a thief coming. “ he said then smiled displaying a row of white teeth.

Elyas' brain is still spitting. Moreover, he felt a soft and wet chewy object stuck to the back of his hand. The first thing he felt.

And arrived – arrived …. Cup ... Selsa pecked her cheeks at a glance. Again Elyas felt the soft chewy thing. This time on his cheek.

“ Yes, ayok umi. “ Selsa holding umi's arm. “ Assalamu’alaikum, my handsome husband. “ farewell to Elyas. And Elyas just nodded slowly with his eyes still staring forward.

After Selsa died, Elyas held the cheek and back of the hand that had been kissed by his wife. I think it's still stuck there. Is this what that thing feels like ? muttered Elyas still with a glare at him. Both corners of his lips were pulled upwards slowly.

“ Astagfirullah, Elyas. Conscious! “ screeches as he wakes up. He then immediately went to his room still holding his cheek. If the wife sees it, she will be laughed at. Her cheeks must be blushing at this moment.

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“ Umi, see the fish big – big ! “ cry Selsa excited to see the fish – fresh fish that are along the road that he passed.

“ Still on life loh umi. Seger – seger tuh fishnya. Not in the supermarket. It goes into all the coolers. Udah no motion – kayak motion so. “ he continued when seeing catfish that are still on the move in the bucket.

“ You want to buy that fish ? “ point umi to the catfish that has been the attention of the daughter-in-law.

Selsa nodded, then turned to look at Umi with a smile. “ The name of the fish what is umi ? Selsa kayaknya often see the shape of kayak fish so. “ askanya. Now he was crouching in front of a bucket full of catfish.

“ That's the name of catfish. “ reply umi while rubbing Selsa's hair. He was right – really feel have a daughter. He's so happy.

“ Lele, umi ? “ Selsa looks up at the umi. “ Lele is not the one that is often sold on the roadside ? Penetrating catfish that use onion sambal. “

Umi smiled and nodded.

“ Wuaahhh …. Selsa wants to see that fish. Selsa seneng really eat at the lesehan stall selling onion sauce catfish. Later to the house, we make our own, Umi ? “ babble Selsa. He looks just like a child.

“ Bah, the catfish yes 2 kg aja. “ pinta umi to the fishmonger.

“ Oh, bu hajjah Titin ? Long you don't see. “ greet the fishmonger who wears ¾ combrong pants, white tee shirt, and white kopyah.

“ Yes, bah. Just went to market. If fasting gini bring males to the market. So yes buy it at a mobile vegetable maker. “ replied umi.

“ This, who bu hajjah ? Tumben to the market there is the theme. “ asked the brother.

“ This is my daughter-in-law, bah. His wife the Elyas. “ answered umi while rubbing the top of Selsa's head.

“ Wahh, the Elyas pinter is looking for a bini. Saucy, kinclong. “ said the abah.

“ Abah, in the word glass ? Kinclong ? “ babble Selsa.

And was greeted with laughter by the brother. “ Eneng mah sakep. Similar artist Rani Mukerji. “ sahut abah.

“ Abah Indian movie lovers huh ? “ ask Selsa.

“ Si eneng know aja. “ reply abah.

“ Yes already bah, wrap the catfish. Do not forget, in cleanin all. “ said umi. “ Same this, bah. The big fish – this big. “ further umi.

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