SUDDENLY USTADZAH
Ustadz and Ustadzah
Mommy, Daddy, Mom, Dad, Desta and Aqeela gathered in the living room of Mr. Syarief's house.
The hour hand still shows at 7:20, not too late. But it did put some of the agenda on hold.
Their faces looked tense and confused with each other.
"What's this really about?" Ask Dad, of course this question is addressed to Aqeela and Desta.
The two were silent, no one answered.
"Desta..., Aqeela? Can any of you explain it to us?" The Lord Wijaya.
Aqeela and Desta looked at each other. Because both of them actually have no agreement.
"Why do you suddenly want to buy a house in the west there? Even though we know the money you use is your own money." The Light of Mr. Wijaya.
Aqeela was shocked to hear the words of her father-in-law. But not with both parents. Or maybe it's just him who doesn't know.
Aqeela turned, looking at her husband fixedly. Ask for answers to her in-laws questions.
"Look Daddy, Dad... Desta apologized in advance. Desta didn't mean anything. If for the house that Desta wanted to buy, it was solely for Aqeela." Desta said firmly.
"Last afternoon, when many parents and children were here, Desta came to think. They asked Aqeela to teach naji and karate to her children while the room here was not enough for the child as much as before. Not to mention if the right karate training should have a special room, even if only a yard or something. Therefore, Desta will buy a house in the west that happens to be sold and has a decent yard." Desta paused for a moment.
"What's Desta, wrong ?" Desta said ending his sentence
Flashback this afternoon
After hearing the mother's request earlier, Aqeela thought for a moment.
" I'm willing, Tan..." Aqeela
"Alhamdulillah...." Seru mom-mom complex compact.
"But...." Sahut Aqeela hesitated.
"But why Qee?" Mothers are starting to worry....
"But, Aqeela is usually only late in the afternoon. And mothers and sisters must be willing to cooperate whatever Aqeela policy later. " Aqeela.
Hearing Aqeela's words the mothers seemed relieved, as they were at a loss about unreasonable conditions.
"Thank God it's just that. It just so happens that our kids also come home from school by noon." The word Bu RT represents another.
"So, when can we start?" Ask Mama Amar.
"Yes, Tan... I also need to prepare a place. Oh yes. again teaching activities are only Monday until Friday ya Tan. Friday we can use for karatenya exercises. Because Saturday and Sunday there are study classes here." Aqeela said as if remembering that Saturday Sunday there was a study class at home.
Mothers look at each other.
"So, late afternoon here many teenagers wear the veil they're on the saw too?" Ask another mother.
"Yes Tan..." Aqeela replied while nodding.
"Bu Syarief why not tell us - we if they study." Continue the mother.
"Yes, Miss Syarief, we're sorry, Mrs Sharief and Aqeela, we thought you were on a pilgrimage but never invited the people around." Said the fat mother, welcomed the shock between mother and Aqeela.
"Eh, but we also want to lhoo nak Aqeela made classes to teach mothers do not need to often 2 times a week or 3 times is enough. Yes. please understand we also bother at home." Said the mother in minimal clothes.
Aqeela was made to gawk at the words of the mother whom the other mothers had observed.
"That's how I discussed it with my husband, mother and father, Tan. " Say Aqeela.
"Lhoo when is the wedding?" Ask me about my skimpy clothes.
"Udah two months ago ya Miss Syarief." Said Bu RT yanh happened to be when Ijaban event was invited yesterday.
"Kok already married, her husband must also wear the uniform earlier?" Ask another mother kepo.
"Yes Aunt. Auntie, why my husband?" Ask Aqeela.
"Bol... So that later ndak surprised to see me both way. Ntar that I thought dating was not clear anymore." Aqeela said with a small smile.
"So ma'am, I'll call you first." Aqeela said as she went inside for a moment.
"Well, this is my husband's mom. His name is Desta." said Aqeela out with Desta.
"Well, really handsome.was just a glimpse of it turns out to know that the handsome really. We, who's calling?" Cut the mother who was kepo earlier.
"Call just Desta, Tan." Answer Desta
"Well, ndak can be. The kids will follow me and call Desta." Said Mama Ammar.
"We call it Ustadz... Ustadz Desta in Aqeela... Aqeela's Ustadzah." Said Bu RT, and immediately approved the other.
" Later Ustadz helped Ustadzah teach teaching, right?" Ask Ms. RT again.
"It will be fitting I ndak ngantor insya Allah I help, Tan. But if I have to work... Aqeela herself will somehow be helped by another friend." Desta.
"Well, it's work. Their parents got married...." Saying to another mother.
Desta, Aqeela and Mother who could also hear him smiled.
"It's not so, Mom. You just avoid slander. We are also separated. Only occasionally you are together, yes exactly like the mothers used to be dating her husband. It's just our status of husband and wife. And halal." Bright Desta.
"Oowwwhhhh.. So stay apart too." the sound of the mother's choir makes the whole living room laugh.
"Tante, don't you mind our status?" Ask Aqeela.
"Ndak kok Ustadzah, because we finally also know that our teacher's salary was very caring for the staff." Said Ms. RT.
"Thank you Auntie.." Reply Desta
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