Naughty Wife Ustad Handsome
Cunning Plans
This afternoon Tamara went to a famous salon in Jakarta. He and some of his friends made an appointment with the salon. Tamara and her friend were specially served by the salon owner. Obviously because they are loyal customers who are special to the beauty salon.
“So how did Teon develop a relationship with your daughter Tamara?” one of Tamara's friends, Mrs Kyla, now asks Tamara while her hair is in the krimbath by one of the salon employees.
“Which I know, I don't want to interfere with my son's love affairs. Just leave him as he pleases.” Tamara said as her face was smeared with an herbal mask.
“If I were you I would interfere. He's being chased by Teon Tamara! Honorable gentleman of noble blood.” Madame Disa, another friend of Tamara's, chimed in.
“I know.” says Tamara briefly.
“So from today you will interfere with their relationship? Good, I think it should be.” Said Mrs Kyla.
“No. I won't interfere, but I'll determine it.” Tamara is now sitting at the massage table.
After the beauty salon he continued to meet Teon, the man had just finished filling a business seminar at one of the five-star hotels in Jakarta. Tamara is waiting at the cafe near the hotel. A little while later Teon came driving the latest German luxury car. He seemed to be rushing towards Tamara.
“Tante has been waiting a long time?” Teon is shaking hands with Tamara.
“No, I'm also new until.” Tamara said, now sitting down.
“Good, so what is Aunt talking to me about?” Teon now sits down after being invited by Tamara.
“Teon, I want to talk about Syahira, it might take a little while. Don't you mind?” ask Tamara.
“Of course not Aunt. For Syahira, I'll do anything.” Answer Teon.
“Good, so Auntie wants to tell you the truth about Shahira. Auntie hope you listen with full awareness and understanding.”
“I will.” Teon now confirmed his sitting position and concentrated fully on what Tamara said.
“Teon, actually Syahira..” Tamara then explained everything that had happened to Shahira including the marriage of Shahira to Teon. But Teon's expression was just the opposite. He looked relaxed and did not hear anything big.
“I already know it Tan.” Said Teon while chuckling.
“What? You know that already? from where?” Tamara was shocked.
“I am a Raden Bagus Fajar Teon Kertawijaya, not a single piece of information escaped my sight. Even a few days after Shahira was married, I knew. I knew it a lot earlier than Om and Auntie. That is the reason why I came back to Indonesia suddenly. The man was in the sultanate of my family, so of course I knew. let alone Syahira, I always watched him twenty-four hours in my own way.” Obviously Teon.
“...” Tamara could only shut up.
“So, is that all Auntie wants to tell me? Then I better go now.” Teon.
“Wait! Teon, there's something else I want Aunt to talk to you about. Sit.” Tamara holds Teon's arm, she tries to prevent Teon from leaving.
“Alright, I hope that's the important thing.” Teon sat back down.
“Teon, if you really love Syahira, then snatch Syahira from the hands of the village man. Aunty knows you can, Auntie's fed up with that guy.”
“Sure, without Aunt telling me to do it.”
“How? Do you have a plan?”
“I've prepared everything.” Teon was smiling sly. He looked at Tamara with a satisfied deity.
Elsewhere, Syahira had just returned from her shopping spree. No longer in the Mall or Supermarket but in the agent shop and traditional market. Today is his holiday, Syahira plans to spend his time off by learning to cook and following the study in the afternoon. Syahira now looks exhausted in carrying her groceries. Shamir could not help him because Syamir had to work in Koh Wang's shop every day without getting time off, unless Shamir was sick.
Syahira rubbed the sweat that poured on his face, he raised his shopping bag which several times sagged from his grasp. At first he walked normally, he focused on his luggage and the scorching sun that intercepted his body. But over time, he began to feel awkward. Syahira felt that someone was recognizing her. Syahira turned his brother, but invisible to anyone, finally he tried to launch tactics by cutting the road. Sure enough, someone followed him. He infiltrated the narrow house and suddenly appeared in front of the stranger.
“Nah, got you!” said Syahira who managed to surprise the man.
The man then turned his body. He tried to cover his true self. But Syahira kept forcing him to open up who he really was.
“Tante Fanya?” Syahira is shocked to learn that the person who just followed her is her own Tant.
“Syahira.” Aunty Fanya looked a little scared when she was recognized by Syahira.
“Tante what's here? not Aunt in LA, huh? how can Auntie know my home address?” Ask Syahira suspiciously.
“Long story Sya.” Answer Aunt Fanya.
“Okay! Aunty returned to Indonesia a few days ago, Aunt Bosen in LA. Auntie was told to know your Dady if you came out of the house.”
“Mamah who ngusir Sya.”
“Tante knows it. Aunty ngikutin you from the start of your work until home, so aunty can know where you are now.”
“Jeez, Tan.” Syahira immediately hugged Aunt Fanya.
“Sya kangen very similar Aunt.” Syahira now shed tears in her Tantian arms.
“Tante also miss you Sya. You're all right?” Aunt Fanya hugged Syahira tightly.
“I’m okay.” Syahira now let go of her embrace.
“Tante is concerned about your current condition. Aunty will have a family meeting tonight, your Aunt and Dad will force your Mom to return you.”
“What? Gausah Tan, now that Sya is married, Sya can not go so live Sya's husband. It is my duty to obey and follow the husband.”
“Sure, your husband will also come home to us.”
“Gak can Tan, as a wife, Sya should be able to be an outfit for Sya's husband. It is the same as embarrassing the self-esteem of Sya's husband if Sya comes home later. Sya has accepted the condition of her husband as it is. Sya is willing to live in a place like this with her husband Sya, from the husband of Sya ridha with Sya.” Syahira is now glazed.
“You've really grown up Sya.” Aunty Fanya gently rubbed the head of Syahira.
“Sya thank you very much Aunty because Aunt has been so attentive with Sya. But Sya really can't come, better Auntie go home now huh. Here hot and cramped, no good Aunt linger here. Especially with the health condition of Aunt, Sya became increasingly worried. Aunty home now yes.” Syahira agreed to the Tantenya to go home soon.
“But, Yes. Auntie is also worried about your condition. Or put it this way, Auntie bought you a house yes, a house that is much more worthy of this place. And about your husband's work, Auntie can arrange it.”
“No, its not nescessary. I accept our condition now Tan, and I'm fine too. Let us try to go from the beginning together with our own efforts. insyaAllah, we are also in the process, although maybe it will be a little longer.” Syahira convinced his Tantenya.
“You've really changed. If that's what you want, well, Auntie won't ban it. But, Auntie please, tell Auntie if you need anything, don't hesitate.” His aunt holds Syahira's arm tightly.
“InsyaAllah.” Syahira then let go of his Tanten grasp.
“Good bye Sya.” Aunt Fanya now stepped away.
“Bye Tan.” Syahira then waved to his Aunt Fanya. They also separated.
In the evening, in the small rented, Syahira, Syamir and Mbok were in the middle of dinner.this time Syahira managed to make a menu of dishes that are quite tasty, good, even though it's just a vegetable whose flavor has been formulated by vegetable makers in the market. They seemed to enjoy dinner together.
After dinner, Syahira and Shamir then do a warm conversation before going to bed, usually Syahira who tells more and Shamir only be a good listener. Tonight Syahira told me about her meeting with her Tantenya. Syamir was a little surprised when Syahira told me about it.
“Terus Sya told him to go home, because Sya does not want to come home with Aunt.” Syahira ended the story.
“Sya sure Sya won't come home?” Ask Syamir.
“Yakin Syam, Sya will be loyal to a Sham. Syam Sya's husband, Sya will go wherever Syam goes, including to the bathroom. Tomorrow morning shower together yuk!” Say Syahira with a plain face.
“Astagfirullah, Sya, Syam is serious.”
“Sya is also being serious Syam. Kan Syam who said that staring at the face of the husband, looking at and admiring the physical form of the husband is worship? Time must look at the neighbor's face, it's a sin. This is what is clearly halal and timed cannot be?” Syahira.
“Serah Only. If I have finished telling the story, it is better to rush to sleep. It's not good to sleep too late. Oh yes, don't forget the sleeping habits taught by the apostle.”
“Iya Sham, Sya know. Uh, tonight Syam does not want to stay up again with Sya?” hearing that, Shamir immediately hid himself behind a blanket. He covered his face with a pillow.
“Yeah, shame turned out. Yes, I am sleeping now. Assalamualaikum Ustadz Syamir Sya's most handsome husband.” Syahira then kissed Syamir's cheek. Shamir is now really blushed and misbehaved.
“Wa’alaikumsalam.” Shamir replied with deg-degan.
“Kok is the answer? Should have been, wa’alaikumsalam Syahira my most beautiful wife in the world, so. Kan said Syam also if praising and pleasing the couple berahala also.” Syahira will not lose.
“Alright, Wa’alaikumsalam Syahira my most beautiful and solemn wife.” Shamir confirmed the answer.
“Well it dong.” Syahira was also asleep.
