Mr. Ustadz I Love You

Happy Again

Rafan and Ara decide to return to the pesantren. Although Laras was not willing to leave, because they had only stayed a few days at home. Given Ara there are college activities that can not be abandoned, so Laras allows them to return to the boarding school.

"Be careful on the road, Fan. slowly take the car, pity Ara." Laras advised Rafan.

"Yes ma, Rafan said yes first." kissed Laras' hand.

"Ara pamit ma too."

"Yes Ra, later if the college business has finished cepet home." Baras hugged Ara's body.

"God willing, ma."

The car that Rafan was carrying was gone from Laras sight. He decided to go into the house.

"Pak will stop at the base of the motorcycle of the usual place." still berjek

"Why stop there?, do I also want to go to the pesantren."

"And we've agreed to hide our marital status."

"When do you want ?" asked Rafan riled.

"I don't know," Ara shrugged her shoulders.

Rafan breathed a rough breath. He did not understand his wife's thoughts. Shouldn't he be proud to be married to ustadz who has been a dream of many people thought Rafan.

But he did not want to make Ara uncomfortable with the unraveling of their marital status.

"It's up to you"Rafan focused back on the road. "But, remember to keep your limits with the ones that aren't your mahram, you're now my wife" Rafan added.

"Yes Mr. Rafan, I know my limits too."

As Ara wishes. Rafan's car stops at a regular base ojek where santri berkojek. Because usually Ara ride ojek after the bus that was driven stopped at the base ojek, it used to be when not married.

"We've arrived why haven't we come out yet?" Looking at Ara who still hasn't got out of the car.

"Ohh, what kind of father doesn't understand." replied Ara annoyed.

"Haa, what ? do you understand what?" rafan was confused.

Ara held her hand in front of Rafan. "Well which wife?, I don't bring money, not loved by your father yesterday." put on a cute face mixed with annoyance with this man in front of him.

Rafan.

Basic turn of money just ask for a livingin me, turn to ask for a livingin husband should practice first, where the cute masang advance so go on.

Rafan took the wallet nailed to his jacket, handed over 5 pieces of money hundreds of thousands.

"It's enough." hand over the money to Ara.

"Wahhh, this is really good," took the money quickly in Rafan's hands.

"Udah get out there, that's a lot of motorcycle taxi drivers. I'll follow you from behind."

"Siapp bosses ! Assalamualaikum Mr. Rafan" pretended to pay his respects, then smiled.

"Getishalight."

Ara came out and immediately chose an ojek to deliver her to the pesantren. Rafan's car follows from behind guarding from a distance.

******

Rafan and Ara activities run as they should, Ara is carrying out KKN activities around the pesantren. Sometimes Rafan and Ara meet, but they feel like there is nothing.

Sometimes Rafan asks Ara through chat. They've been exchanging phone numbers since they were in Ara's house.

It does not feel Ara has completed her KKN activities. He went back to the pesantren.

That night happened to be the class of Diniyah Ara the Rafan pesantren who taught. He taught the book of Fiqh in the class of Ara.

It can be ascertained if the teacher Ustadz Ghifari, that is the call santri for Rafan. The students will not sleep, how can they miss the sustenance in front of the eyes.

"Alright I guess tonight we suffice first until here our salary yes, do not forget to review the material tonight."Rafan.

"Well Mr. ustadz," they replied simultaneously.

Sometimes people exaggerate answers like.

"Good sir, handsome ustadz."

,"Every future husband."

" Well, my future priest."

With a small voice of course.

"Well I end, wassalamu'alaikum warahmatulli wabarakatuh."

"Waalaikumsalam warahmatullahi wabarakatuh."

They cleaned up the equipment to get ready to go home to the dorm, as well as Ara.

Rafan has not yet moved out of his chair. The santri will usually come out after Ustadz and their ustadzah has come out.

"You please come out first, Zelena Araya come with me to Abah."

Rafan's speech certainly made everyone in the class shocked and wondering, while staring at Ara. But they don't want to ask now, they've planned to ask about it later in the dorm, they thought.

"Ra what are you calling Abah?" asked Ulfa nudging her best friend's arm was curious.

" Where do I know." answered Ara casually. But believe me he was already timidly trembling, his hands were sweating coldly.

What is this, Abah called?, lest Abah know again that I married Mr. Rafan.

"Later the story look out not,?" ulfa.

"Yes." Yeah."

All the students have left Rafan's class following out first while taking Ara.

"Come on Ra."

"I am called Abah Pak" asked Ara as she walked closer to Rafan. Because the situation is already a bit quiet on the road to ndalem (home of Abah/Kyai).

"Later you know. Let's hurry up and go to the night, there will be slander ." Rafan went faster.

Slander also arises kakpapa kakata already married.sahut Aran in heart.

Ara followed Rafan quickly.

"Assalamualaikum," Rafan said a greeting.

"Vaalaikumsalam, "Sahut Abah. "Oh Nak Ghifari has arrived, let's go in, let's go in too." let Rafan and Ara in.

"Suggeh bah." answered them simultaneously.

They went straight into the living room.

"You know not what Abah calls." asked Abah.

"Sampun (already )." replied Rafan.

"Shopping (yet)." answered Ara.

Abah smiled at the difference in husband and wife answers in front of him.

"Well how to, wong has husband and wife even different answers." Abah chuckled a little.

Ara was shocked actually but she hid her shocked expression.

Surely Mr. Rafan has told this Abah.

"No need to strain, no need to be afraid. Ustadz Rafan told Abah. Abah understand the name of our soul mate no one knows." explained Abah Ali.

Ara and Rafan smiled.

"It is important that you can maintain boundaries even though you are married in the pesantren." he continued. "Oh yeah, actually you guys were called here, there's other business Abah wants to talk about. Please drink the tea." Abah Ali is known to be very kind and friendly to his students.

"This Abah wants there to be plans to add buildings in the princess dormitory, because this year's students are getting more and more. Now Abah wants to ask for help nduk Ara to help Abah make a funding proposal to finance our development. Ustadz Ghifari has also told me that you can make such a proposal. So Abah asked for your help.

It's usually Ahlun who makes it, but he has important business in Cairo, so he can't go home yet" Abah explained.

Honestly Ara was a little surprised, but he knew Rafan already knew about him who had some awards at Ara's house first.

"Can you help Abah ?"

abah's question awakened Ara's daydream.

"Ngggeh sagget bah."

"Alhamdulillah if you can, it will be ustadz Ghifari who helps you. You're married, so Abah doesn't have to worry if you're together. If there's anything, it's not good papa, isn't it, Mr ustadz?" ask Abah to Rafan while chuckling.

Rafan and Ara just kept quiet while smiling in embarrassment.

After the affair with Abah. Rafan returns to the rest of the ustadz and Ara returns to his dorm.

"Ra's rest, don't keep playing HP."

"Ihh, mr. Sotoi deh, Sok tahuu," Ara pressed the word pretentious. "Who is also playing HP continues." he continued.

"Wa you still like to look online yes, the middle of the mall."

"Ciee the father of stalking me yes. cieeee." seduced Ara.

Rafan's face reddened the look of Ara from the online world.

"E, no. Who's your money stalking." she replied nervously.

"I said I wasn't nervous about it." Ara was happy to tease Rafan until Rafan's face flushed red.

"Here go home, sleep don't forget the toothbrush." shaking his hand drove Ara away. Nisa's bad if Ara gets caught up she thinks.

"Kannn, cieee even more attention. Ciee cieee." Ara is getting teased.

"Udah Raaa, sana bedrr." throw Rafan out again.

"Yeah, I'm a lunatic. Don't miss my husband." Ara smiled teasingly and mockingly.

Rafan was silent and looked at Ara.

Sweetness, astaghfirullah that lips ask for disosor.

Rafan rubbed his face slowly, unable to bear to see Ara's behavior which he thought meluhnya.

"Dear wife is coming home, my husband,"

smiling while walking away left Rafan who was still shocked.

Rafan pulled the corner of his lips.

Somehow she likes to watch Ara from a distance even though she knows Ara can keep her dignity as a wife.

Rafan secretly misses Ara, wants to hug Ara like in the lake at that time. He always wanted to see Ara.

Ara had already passed from her sight, they were in opposite directions. Rafan stepped out his legs to rest.

Ara continued to step up while cursing her stupidity.

I could have said that to Mr. Rafan. Stupid jerk.

Slowly hitting his own head. Then he immediately smiled considering Rafan's red face earlier.

Emang damagenya different yes Mr. ustadz handsome with a smile, hehehe.

That night seemed different, there was a happiness of its own that came unexpectedly before.

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