So Ustadz's wife, Bejo?

TRAPPED

The man whose age is not rejuvenated anymore is focusing on his book after the death of Ahmad the friend.

Bejo or Ustadz bejo greeting, very serious with the yellow book he studied.

"Well, I was told to go back to Indonesia and be told to stay in this boarding school for a while, if not uncle who asked for help maybe I will never come back here again," Bejo muttered that only he could hear himself because he was alone in the room.

The Flas Back On.

"How can uncle even tell me to come there, while I'm here I have a lot to do Uncle." Bejo complained that he was getting a call from his uncle, his only sister, Mama.

"Well, I'll go find me a beautiful wife instead." Canda Bejo who was greeted with laughter by his Uncle.

Bejo's biological mother has died of asthma, asthma relapsed when her house experienced a burnt in Jakarta, Bejo is still in his ten years.

then he followed the uncle who was just married and had not been given a child, until he was nineteen years old, he went to Korea, he went to Korea, to the place of the father who had moved first after the departure of the mother,

Bejo had entered the pesantren while in Indonesia, once graduated he went straight to college in Korea and settled there.

coming to Indonesia because of the request of the uncle who was like his own biological father, the uncle received a bidding at a faculty in the Surabaya area, Uncle and his wife settled in Surabaya after the death of Bejo, accompany the grandfather who is original Surabaya.

the number of schedules my uncle lost so he had an idea, had his handsome nephew replace him.

the uncle felt bad to let go of the responsibility of teaching njai in Al Hikmah boarding school where he studied first, therefore, the uncle transferred his responsibility to Bejo and Bejo could move to Indonesia again.

unknowingly time has run fast, Dhuhur time has arrived but the pesantren mosque has not been prosecuted.

with a sincere heart, just hoping for the pleasure of Allah, Bejo stepped foot into the Mosque to take the water and then echo the Adhan.

"Allahu Akbar Allahu Akbar... "

"Allahu Akbar Allahu Akbar... "

"This is whose voice, God's Masha is so sweet, it shouts." Maura who was waiting for the sound of Adzan was amazed when listening to the voice of Bejo adzan.

"Eh, yes whose voice is, the tumben is very good, so it's cempreng tuh Adzan." Nada who wakes up from her sleep.

"You have ablution Ra, wait a minute, I want ablution first, we worship." The tone immediately shot to the ablution spot.

while others are still at noon, well understand free days off, there is no full day schedule, except for magrib and isya'.

Maura, who was ready to wear Mukena, sat cross-legged on her sajad waiting for Nada to finish her ablution and enjoyed the very fine strains of Adhan in her ears.

"So I want to have a husband who sounds so beautiful, in the adzanin every day never refuse." The inner Maura began to fantasize.

after completion of the adzan Maura performing the Dhuhur prayer together with Nada, followed by other santri who also want to congregate.

"Uncle I don't think your voice is getting better, uncle thinks it's broken already." The uncle who attended the mosque praised Bejo's voice.

"Uncle, cook forget I'm the champion of the first race adzan tingkat dasr first. hehe." chirped Bejo who twisted the memories of his old school days.

"Yes yes, Uncle remembers. Oh yes uncle wants to talk this rather seriously, to uncle's house ya. later reception hours."

"What's Uncle?" ask Bejo curiously.

"Here you go, yes." Unable to resist, Bejo nodded his head.

"Rest, sleep well so that later can join the salary, very curious about the New ustadz, how good he is." Inner Maura before slumbering into dreamland.

Long enough Maura fell asleep until he was almost finished then he woke up, about two hours more he fell asleep.

he sprayed Nada and Amel who did not want to wake him up, until now he was still upset at the two friends.

"Don't be angry again, tomorrow we wake up, anyways I didn't wake up because look at you really, maybe exhausted me and Amel won't wake up." Persuade Nada to Maura not to get angry anymore.

"Hem, yes, who's angry, I'm not angry just all over, it's his wudhu hunt, long queue noh at the back."

"Yes, I'm patient."

all the santri pray magrib congregate, then they teach the Quran each, with each other's equal to other friends.

once the isha' prayer arrives everything immediately scattered to the musolla, to congregate.

Maura was hit by a hit, because many santri ran to Musolla.

"At any time try, the spirit of prayer, usually waiting in the gedor gedor used to be new berabgkat to musholla," said Maura ngedumel himself.

"Ck, you are Ra, forget what if this ends with Ustadz Bejo, yes they must be excited," replied Nada.

"Yes, they'll be too good looking ustdaz Bejo be so right." Connect Amel.

Makes Maura shake her head.

"Basic lebay." Maura flicked her lips, then she took the back row.

After praying Isya'all the princesses flocked to tac up, they dressed up as beautiful as possible to meet the idol.

the dormitory became excited because of that, meanwhile Maura who still continued her dhikir was visited by the owner of the boarding school. Have the most beautiful sexy and voluptuous.

"Follow me yes, Maura, I'd like to ask you a favor." He said softly as he walked past Maura.

Hadi who is young, the age is just thirty years old the appearance is still like a teenager, her voice is very smooth, her attitude is sometimes still like a child, she said,

He was named, Sofia, Nyai Sofia that was his calling, second wife Pakyai, after his first wife died.

because of her beauty and soft weakness Pakyai wants to marry her.

"Yes Nyai," Maura answered, then took off her face and put on her hijab.

All the princess santri were already in the boarding hall where her studies were carried out, while Maura was stuck with Bungi.

at ninety-thirty minutes of study the yellow book was over, while Maura was even engrossed in berspa meria in the room of Bungi.

until ten o'clock less than a quarter, Mau ra came out with a garbage can from the room of Bungi, with the heart of Maura dongkol walk like a giant that shook the earth.

"Astagfirullah, Ra, canap you walk like that in hentakin jerk, kmu where I go anyway, he said to join njai, see ustadz ganteng even say." The tone that happened to pass by also reprimanded him.

"Awas moving aside, I want to take out the trash, don't look at your eyes," replied Maura ketus.while Nada just shook her head.

"Why a child, like a possessed person, in good question even, so," grumbled Nada who then entered the room.