So Ustadz's wife, Bejo?

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Maura walked with a blank look, her face red, she looked like a sick person when she was not, Maura was just embarrassed by what happened between her and Bejo earlier.

"Eh, Maura, you just came home, we thought you had gone home first, until your dorm is not there, now you are like a sick person. Really sick?" Amel placed his hand on Maura's forehead to check her temperature.

"It's not hot, but why are your cheeks so red, anyway?" ask Amel astonished.

"Ish, you know Mel, who's sick, I know. Move aside I'm gonna take a shower. Gerah, you guys are playing around with people." Maura put away Amel's hand that had been placed right on her forehead.

When Amel realized putting his hand on his forehead, Maura so remembered the kiss Bejo on his forehead made Maura close her face and almost hit the door of the room.

"She why the hell, how weird is that, going to hit the door anyway?" tanya The new tone came from upstairs.

"Either, her cheeks are red like sick people but not hot." Amel Sahut.

"Well, why do you think."

"You ah, I'd like to take the clothesline also to step aside."

"Duh, Amel if you want to encourage people to see this dong I again bring clothesline a lot of know, until it falls."

"Sorry intentionally." Amel turned his head with a smile he often saw Nada fall on a pile of clothes.

"Maura please." Pinta Nada when she saw Maura passing in front of her but as if she did not hear anyone talking about Maura passing by.

"Ih, your curse. Huhuhuhu." Shouted Tone that was ignored by his friend.

After the bath Maura feel fresh, even looks very cheerful, although the meal still remains a little.

"Cie who will later teach his book Ustadz Bejo, now a smile full smile, yesterday fit in know pretentious do not want." Ledek Nada, The three of them are enjoying an afternoon meal near the cooperative.

"Sstttt.. Don't make a rumor ah, don't know if here all the walls have ears. Tar I'm in the bully are you guys happy?" Maura reminded her friend.

Although only limited to plumbing, Maura does not want other students to misunderstand, because almost all students crave the Ustadz Bejo who is very handsome like the Korean artist.

"Eh, by the way, if the name of the Indonesian is Ustadz Bejo, think who the Korean name is," said Nada arrived.

"Oh, right I was also curious, the first time the introduction was he did not mention the name of the Korean directly aja name Indonesia. So curious." Amel thought the same thing.

"Duh nih son make me follow the kepo, huh." Inner Maura who follow curious with the Korean name Bejo.

"Have not been much fantasizing and thinking complicated complicated complicated, already want magrib tuh dishes hunted in the wash." Maura orders while going to bring her own dishes to wash.

"Isa... Ra nitip dong," said Amel who wanted to get up while carrying his empty plate.

"Okay, have your own hand wash." Maura still left Amel and Nada who was upset because Maura did not want to be cheeked on her dirty plate.

Meanwhile, in the dormitory son, Bejo is preparing his book which he will teach the princess later tonight.

"Bang, don't forget to love us later, yeah, crackers." Fakhri said while carrying rice on his plate.

"What fertilizer is Fahri?" ask Bejo confused.

"Fruit of love is Bang, hehehe." Sahut Fahri while giggling, Bejo just shook his head.

"Tonight so fill the study of the book of Jo?" Ask Ahmad.

"There will be santri putra, oh yes the day after so go back to Jakarta?" ask Ahmad again.

"So Ustadz, I nitip my class yes, em later I give you the details of the task, I do not know until when there, hopefully can quickly return." Bejo's message to Ahmad.

"Aamiin, just calm down, relax with me, I will convey your duty to the students. We go to the mosque yuk, already want magrib nih, all of you who adzan, surely the princess santri who are horrified directly klepek klepek." Tempta ustadz Ahmad made Bejo shake his head.

"Ustadz could," said Bejo, smiling in disbelief.

"Eh this serious, gossip from children, until just keep asking who the Adzan when the first time you adhan it, because the children also do not know, because the children also do not know, so right now it seems like you don't know if you are Adhan."

"That's why I'm so curious" Bejo murmured in wonder.

"Em, have us like clear, because it's still clear." Ustad Ahmad blinked his eyes making Bejo frown because he did not understand the meaning of Ustadz Ahmad.

Since entering the pesantren Bejo has never met with Bungi, only Pakiyai he met, so Bejo or Buniki have not met each other face to face, therefore Bejo did not understand what he meant by still clear.

Have someone in his room.

"Chap... Hacuh why I can sneeze sneezing like this anyway, is there anyone who is talking about me, but not every day anyone talks about me yes, aih, is, I am taking medicine so as not to catch the flu" he muttered, packing his clothes into the closet.

"Allahu akbar Allahu akbar." Adzan's voice is resounding.

"Oh, this is the voice of Adhan yan that time right, melodious voice, I have to see who this Adhan is." Buniki immediately ran out carrying his mukenya to meet Pakyai who will go to the mosque and then follow him to go to the mosque.

"God willing, he's handsome, is he santri here?" ask Buniki in the heart after successfully seeing the person who proclaimed the Adhan.

"Hi do you know what santri adzan's name was?" ask one of the princesses who used to pray in the mosque.

"Oh, he's ustadz Bejo Buniki, his nephew Ustadz Zainal." said the santri.

"Oh, so he's Zainal's ustadz nephew. Thank you, I pray." Have to directly wear the face as neat as possible.

"Good Bunnyai."

All people pray with fervent, people who congregate in the mosque more santri sons and ustadz, while santri putri only santri in the mosque participated in prayer, while others remain congregated in the girls dormitory musholla.

All the santri are very enthusiastic about waiting for the time isya' arrived, because after isya' he can immediately go to teach the book that tonight will be taught by the ustadz that they have longed for one week ago.

"I can't wait, how long yes, isya'nya no adzan adzan." lamented the santri who felt so long time.

While Maura was busy reading Nada's novel, Nadanya herself even joined the gabut waiting for the isya' time'.

Amel is the same, the middle of waiting isya' coming.

As soon as the adzan isya' reverberated, all the santri princesses flocked to take her mukenya and went straight up to the musholla. Because they had already taken ablution water they just went straight to the musholla.

While Maura is just relaxing to see all the noisy santri prayer place.

In Maura's heart he felt happy, it turns out there was a positive they liked the ustadz Bejo, so they raced the race, to pray isya' congregation, to pray, although their intention was to be with Ustadz Bejo not the creator.

"It's also you, Mas," murmured Maura after taking the water.