My Husband's Wedding

Mate

Nayla who was about ten meters away from where Zidan and Amar could only stare at the two who were silent to each other.

Zidan, who had just turned around, wanted to leave Amar, was silent and did not leave him.

"Mas is still here?"

"Yes Nay. Waiting for you to come home. We'll go home together"

"But, I'll take the bike"

Zidan who forgot that Nayla left on a motorbike just looked down in embarrassment.

"Sir Zidan may be in a hurry to forget"

"Sotoy you!" said Zidan ketus.

Amar who saw Zidan's face reddened with embarrassment could only smile while shaking his head.

"You can go home with me, Nay. It's a simple bike here so I'll have Hamdi or someone else take your bike home"

"I can go home by myself. No need to bother"

"Yes mas. Mas Zidan just go home, so Miss Nayla will come home with me. Incidentally I also ride the bike, so can take care of it from behind"

Zidan stared intently at Amar. The man next to him could not be left for long near Nayla.

"Honored Father Amar. You don't have to look after Nayla much less until it's such a hassle. Enough me to take care of him, you can take another teacher or if indeed you really want to help people then you can take the principal mother who obviously did not bring a motorbike. It could be a reward"

"Oh, yes. I can take the principal's mother and watch Nayla's teacher from behind because the headmaster's house is the same as Nayla's"

Zidan stared flatly at Amar who answered all of his words casually. Upset for sure, but at least he managed to keep Amar from following Nayla to the parlor.

"Sir Zidan can also take the other teachers home? because here many teachers who go home have to wait for her husband's invitation. Poor them. Mr. Zidan will bring a car, automatically fit for about four to five people"

"Yes right, mas. I can take the other teachers home. No need to bother watching me. It's good that they can go home faster without waiting for her husband" Nayla continued quickly.

Zidan is currently upset with Amar, coupled with Nayla's statement that made him lose to Amar. Inevitably, now he had to wait for all the teachers to come home and drive them home.

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Four hours passed, the bell rang indicating that the time to go home had arrived. Zidan was staring hard at Amar who was beside him.

Until a few minutes later Nayla who had just come out of the teacher room, walked over to Amar and Zidan who were waiting for the teacher who wanted to come home with them.

"Mas, sir. The principal's mother said she was willing to come home with Mr. Amar, and other teachers were also willing to come home with Mas Zidan by car"

Amar smiled at Nayla, another case with Zidan who bent his lips a sign of dislike.

"Alhamdulillah. Yes, Ms. Nayla, my mother went up to my mother's motorcycle and ran the bike in front of me. Let me drive a bike behind my mom"

Zidan's eyes were perfectly rounded. This time his rival turned out that besides being smart he was also cunning.

"Nay, your heart is riding the bike. Do not let there be a bulldozer ugalan nabrak you from behind" said Zidan while staring at Amar who always smiled annoyingly towards him.

They waited a long time, finally some teachers came out of the office and walked towards them.

"Hi Bu Nay" cried Asti girang.

A smile was engraved on Nayla's lips when she saw some teachers and Asti coming towards her.

"We're ready to go home, Miss Nay. Oh yeah, we're gonna take this car, right?" point Asti at Zidan.

"Yes mom. You go home with Mas Zidan. If the principal's mother will be the same Mr. Amar. I ride my own bike"

"Well, whoa, whoa. Just now that Ms. Nayla came to our school, she was willing to help us get home"

"I didn't help anything, Mom. This is all the will of Mr. Amar with Mas Zidan, he said they all went home"

"If so often Mas Zidan comes here, so we can save the cost "Asti replied after laughing.

Zidan breathed out violently. Now he and Amar began to start the engine of the vehicle with the passengers they carried. It looks like Nayla started running her bike in front followed by Amar who followed her from behind.

Zidan, who was riding his red car, could only resignedly see his heart adoration far ahead without being able to watch because it was blocked by Amar's motorbike.

Asti who sat beside Zidan always invited Zidan to talk with interspersed laughter that made Zidan feel uncomfortable.

"Mas Zidan is married yet? if not, then we can work out who knows to be a mate. Haha, isn't it mom?"

"Yes sir, you can be acquainted with Bu Asti, he happens to be single" said one of the teachers.

Zidan only smiled hearing the teacher in his car. If it wasn't for his love for Nayla, he might have been willing to deliver another woman who obviously made him uncomfortable.

"No ma'am, I just focus on the drive again" replied Zidan lazily.

"Oh no matter Mas Zidan is sick again. If it hurts you can tell me, let me treat it"

"uwwwwwww" replied the mother in unison.

Zidan who was getting annoyed with Asti's rant began to think of a crazy idea in his head. He planned to drive his car a little fast towards the shortcut to the home of the teacher who went home with him.

The car finally drove quickly, it looks Asti is now holding his seatbelt tight.

"Mas Zidan slowly dong. I'm gonna be scared" he's spoiled.

"I'm sorry mom, I just remembered that there will soon be a meeting at the office. So I have to quickly take mom home"

"Yes, no papa. We thank you for delivering it. Mas can speed ko taoi heart yes" replied one of the teachers in the back seat.

Zidan smiled at those who believed in the lies he made. It is not sincerely escort them, only this time the rival is a annoying man who always does not want to lose the debate with him.

The car drove and stopped at home one by one the teacher who was riding his car. Previously they said in advance the address of the house on Zidan who pretty much already memorized this area.

Now there's only him and Asti in the car. Until the car stops in front of Asti's house, Asti gives a piece of paper containing his phone number to Zidan.

"This what?" zidan was confused.

"That's my phone number. If you need a friend to confide or need a playmate I am ready to nemenin Mas Zidan" replied Asti without shame.

Zidan scrunched his forehead. Just this time there was a woman who clearly wanted to be close to her who was clearly cold to this one teacher.

"Mas can call or text me. I'll get back to him soon. Thanks for the ride"

Zidan smiled lazily at Asti. It looks like the woman in front of him continues to stare at him without immediately entering the house.

A wave of hands was seen Asti doing to Zidan who began to move away from his house. Zidan's body shuddered in horror at Asti's behavior that he saw from his rearview mirror.

Zidan's car is now back on the road. Since then he decided to pass the shortcut, he could not keep an eye on Nayla who was riding his motorcycle in front of Amar. Until finally he decided to immediately go to the orphanage because he thought maybe Nayla had arrived.

Half an hour passed, finally Zidan's car parked in the yard of the orphanage. His hands clenched tightly when he saw Mother Aisyah talking to a man who is now no stranger in his life.

"Amar" muttered Zidan quietly.

Aisyah's mother who noticed Zidan's presence immediately got up from her seat and started walking towards her. Smiling Amar saw the arrival of Zidan began to rise.

"Eh son Zidan. Already home from work?"

"Assalamualaikum" said Zidan while kissing the back of Aisyah's hand.

"Waalaikumsalam son"

"I didn't go to work, Mom. Intentionally waiting for Nayla at work, afraid there's a man in the basket deketein he"

Aisyah's mother frowned at the hearing of Zidan's actions.

"Loh, son Zidan can work. Nayla can take care of herself. Now there's Amar's son who is a fellow teacher at the school where Nayla teaches. So Zidan's son doesn't have to worry"

Amar smiled as a sign of victory in front of Zidan.

"Again genderewo was smiling" muttered Zidan softly.

"What son?" ask Aisyah's mother.

"Eh no papa ma'am. Oh yeah, where's Nayla, ma'am, don't look?"

"Nayla again kedapur take a drink for Amar. I want to call him first and let him make drinks for Zidan's son" Aisyah's mother breezed away leaving Amar and Zidan in the house.

Zidan nodded and started walking towards Amar.

"Whether are you here?!"

"Yes, I just wanted to make sure that Ms. Nayla was safe until the destination. All of you want to be in touch with the prospective in-laws"

"Prospective in-laws? don't dream during the day Mr. Amar."

"I'm not dreaming. It's just that maybe this is the path God gave me so I could meet Bu Nayla again. The point is that no one knows. I can only work"

Zidan who began to faintly hear Amar hoping that Nayla is his soul mate immediately vertical drinking water that is still held by Nayla who just arrived home.

"Mas Zidan why?"

"I'm thirsty Nay. The weather is hot, my body is sultry" said Zidan as he glared at Amar who continued to smile at him.