My Fans A Ustadz

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"Bak want the taste of sugar cubes, deh." Nirmala's light on Nining who had just offered the ice shake the thousandth price.

"OKAY. Meatballs, wanna?" haggard Nining again.

Nirmala nodded. "3 just stab. Love saos, yeah."

Nirmala and Nining had just finished attending a meeting at the Village Hall. Actually, he refused to be a committee. However, the Village Chief asked himself as the Committee for not bothering to take care of the house.

He saw his mobile phone vibrating and the name 'corpse' was listed there. Instantly made her grunt annoyed. He wanted to curse at that man. However, upon hearing the gentle voice of the man made her goosebumps.

"Assalamualaikum," came the man's voice very soft.

It can be ascertained that the man across the phone can make the girls melt. But not with Nirmala. He was caught off guard with such a man who would definitely change after marriage.

Manipulative man.

"Waalaikumsalam" said Nirmala ketus. He still hoped the strange man would undo the intention of coming to his house.

"I've been on my way to the airport."

Nirmala's eyes glared at him. His heart became thin-fisted thinking that the strange man was really serious about to come.

"Are you sure you want to marry me?" tanya Nirmala made sure again.

"Yes." Yeah."

Nirmala bit her fingers in a panic. Be married?

With a man who doesn't know his name, face, origin, and everything. He can't imagine all that. If most of them are married without dating there is a ta'aruf process that will be decisive. While himself?

Severer. It's insanity.

"You must remember. I'm a widow, you know." He closed his eyes, curious about the man's answer.

"Continue?"

"I'm looking for a husband not only who can give me money, you know. I also need a husband who can lead me to the path of God. I need a husband who can satisfy me too." My smile broke when the strange man did not make a sound. I can assure you, the man is unable to.

"God willing, I can."

Nirmala was aghast at the strange man's reply. Again he felt very upset.

"As far as you are, deh. Assalamualaikum," said Nirmala ketus then turn off the phone connection.

"What's up, mbak?" ask Nining curiously.

"He.. Already set off," Nirmala replied briefly making Nining laugh and it managed to make her even more annoyed.

"Someone wants to get married, here. Ciye.. Yumomiya!!" ledek Nining's. However, Nirmala immediately stamped the girl's mouth so as not to get mocked and the people there did not hear it.

"Don't be reckless, Ning. Ma'am is not ready to get married. Especially thinking of the lazy mother and son. The money problem is not finished yet" said Nirmala slowly.

Nining instantly stopped his tearing. She knew how Nirmala's mother-in-law was treated. "Sorry, madam. I hope the guy doesn't come, yeah. Or at a minimum, he's a handsome, kind, responsible man."

Nirmala did not respond because she felt bad. Long enough they were under a tree waiting for the division of labor meeting.

A few days later, the meeting took place.

"La. You're part caravan consumption juror and ustadz, yes." The light of the chairman of the committee made Nirmala just obey.

"Yes, sir." Answer Nirmala according to.

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The ringing of the phone shocked Nirmala who was cooking. Seen the name 'corpse candidate', again. He also rolled his eyes. But, his hands remain outstretched mendial icon phone handle green.

He forgot to say hello again.

"I've arrived at the terminal waiting for an invitation."