SUDDENLY USTADZAH

Meet Ustaz Zainal

Monday afternoon after Islamic religious studies. Ustad Zainal summoned Aqeela to the BK room. It also happens to be the first hour of rest.

As his father said last Friday, Ustaz Zainal told Aqeela to meet him in the BK room.

Since Saturday school is off, Aqeela waits for Monday.

Uh, I don't know Ustaz Zainal directly Gercep.

Aqeela who was curious did not dare to macem-macem let alone argue.

Because lately he has often been threatened to enter the BK room.

“Aqeela, Ustad want you to help me?” Ustad said Zainal started the conversation, as soon as they sampled in the BK room

“What can I help you with, Ustad?” Aqeela behind her

“Starting Friday’at later you so my assistant, yes!”

“what does that assistant mean, Ustad?” Aqeela doesn't understand.

“ You help me am Ustazah Dewi ngajar female schoolgirl here when extra religious hours. Okay. No disputing.”

“ But, Ustad. I can't possibly..” Aqeela tried to resist.

“ You don't have to argue. I already know you used to taste the struggle of life in the pesantren, right?” Ustad Zainal convinced Aqeela.

Ustadz Zainal Makjleb's answer went straight to the bottom of his heart. And Aqeela really can't dwell. His greatest secret was in the hands of Ustadz Zainal.

“ Not about that Ustad. I... no longer have a veil.” Aqeela replied hesitantly. Because all the veils he had had had been divided into friends in the boarding school.

Ustaz Zainal knew that was only the reason for Aqeela's cliche. If indeed Aqeela wants, immediately whatever the amount, color and price of the veil she wants and she wants bias is immediately available. Given the whereabouts of old man Aqeela whose wealth was untold.

“Kalo for example, I have the solution you are willing right?”

“ do not know Ustaz..” Aqeela answer is really floating.

Simultaneously Aqeela answered the question of Ustad Zainal.

“Ustazah Goddess.” Aqeela

“Wa’alaikum salam.” Answer them in unison.

“Ustazah, this is Aqeela. He will help us later.” Ustadz Zainal immediately introduced Aqeela to a beautiful woman in a light blue headscarf, in line with the clothes she wore.

“Assalamu’alaikum, Aqeela.”

“Wa’alaikum greetings, Ustazah.”

“Where do you mind, right?”

Ustazah Dewi had heard all about Aqeela from Ustaz Zainal.

“Enggg, how are you, Ustazah. Usually if you teach to teach itukan wear a veil. While my. School wear a short skirt. No one believes me anymore.” Aqeela tried to dodge

“Yes. Ntar stay you wear a veil replace her skirt with a long skirt. It's a problem.”

“That's the problem Ustazah. I don't have a veil let alone a long skirt.” This time Aqeela was more clear.

“now Ustazah pinjami.” Ustazah Dewi immediately shot Aqeela, making the girl not warting anymore. And still with the answer that Aqeela was forced to agree.

In the heart, Aqeela tengsin also. I have never borrowed anything that belongs to someone else. In the past when in Pesantren, Aqeela had never borrowed goods to her friends. And now, someone wants a minjemin.

“No need for Ustazah. Thank ye. Let Aqeela do it yourself.” Aqeela finally gave up. Because there is no other way.

“Ya is up to you. As long as Jum’at tomorrow you are ready.” Ustazah Dewi.

“ Alright Ustaz, Ustazah.” Aqeela finally bowed to Ustaz Zainal's request.

Ustaz Zainal and Ustazah Dewi smiled meaningfully. They're trying to save the smart girl from the blacklist of teachers.

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