Teach Me Ustadz
The Part 34
Salma was sad to see Aisyah who was always in pain when she relapsed sick with leukemia who suffered now increasingly bad days. Hope if Aisyah gets happiness at the end of her life. Aisyah did not want chemotherapy either what was on Aisyah's mind.
Barra and Alira finished in his campus affairs, quickly because there were some friends of Barra who worked there until alira was very easy to register. Alira was quite surprised when the amount of registration fees barra paid.
" Where is the money from mas, it's too much better alira does not need to go to college". said alira before they got to the parking lot Barra invited alira to sit under the tree for a moment.
" That's my savings, baby".
" It's a lot of mas, alira so..." Barra then grasped Alira's hand gently in the kiss of the hand, barra knew that alira was not good to him.
" Sweet money is halal not money from Umi and Abi as well, you do not worry yes dear and do not feel bad so ". Barra's grip is getting tighter.
" thank you, my man".
" hmmm.. later tonight don't forget yes".
" no mas, Friday night will be night."
" yes, sunah Rasul". alira pinched Barra's waist, barra was chuckling then barra invited alira to go home.
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The business at school is over Barra and Alira will be home to Abi and his umi because the wedding reception will be on her degree. All the preparations in the house were taken care of by her ashes. Barra's parents' house is already very crowded, filled by relatives two days later the reception at the title.
" Barra Alira is afraid."
" fear why my dear, umi and Abi are not bad people. Don't be afraid, we have to go back there no matter how they are my parents and their son Barra mas. mas don't want to disappoint them dear, with the wedding reception we will be known by many people. ". Barra hugged alira.
" yes, thank you "
" thank you, even if our marriage started as an incident, but maybe this is God's plan to unite us. With you who don't love me." Alira then shut Barra's mouth she shook her head.
" Tell me if you love me, Ra, since marriage I've never heard that from your lips. You still look like you've been forced to marry me to this day." alira leaned against Barra's chest.
" I'm sorry, alira is embarrassed".
" why should we be ashamed of this husband and wife should be open to each other love speech even though for everyone it sounds trivial but it is important Ra. Not only open in that matter." alira hit the arm of barra, barra also chuckled. Barra looked at Alira's eyes tightly as she wanted to see the look in alira's eyes to know how alira felt towards her.
" let's say for mas".
" alira loves mas barra." with a little stammered finally the declaration of love came out of alira's lips as well. Barra smiled at the rubbing of alira's head.
" Nothing is more beautiful than the sweet sound that comes out of your lips Ra, this love grows slowly.it is right for a halal relationship. stay with me until death do us part Ra." Barra then drowned in the delicious taste of me***at bi*r alira is so sweet, alira also closed her eyes enjoying the heartbeat.
" We will leave later to hunt in the afternoon also rain, lately it will rain if the afternoon."
" yes mas" before moving barra rubbed alira's head and then kissed it. Alira seems happy barra treats her very well.
God did not create love to make you go away from Him.
Then find someone who can guide you to obey Him.
They have arrived at the courtyard of the barra parents' house, a fairly large house arranged very neatly there are flowers in front of the house. Ustadz Ilyas greatly admired his flowers, he took very good care of them. Alira looks up along the barra house which she thinks looks luxurious.
Barra took alira to come into his house, alira with a feeling of fear.but Barra's grasp seemed to say if everything would be fine. It was a real fear to remember who he was to be able to marry Barra.
" assalamu'alaikum..
" wa'alaikumsalam". replied someone who was inside.
" MashaAlloh barra has arrived son." umi welcomes him, barra directly Salim as well as alira. umi actually pulled Alira into his arms for a moment.
" Alhamdulillah mi the road is not jammed we can go directly here ".
" what to drink".
" no need mi barra want to rest first in the room, was from school directly here after picking up alira at home "
" Yes already take Alira rest first, bring the juice to the room alira also must have been very tired...
Barra knows his ashes are not at home there must still be a study, Ustadz Ilyas is very busy schedule. Barra then brought alira to his room after alira pamit with umi.
" rest first Ra, you're tired." alira nodded her head still down the room that belonged to her husband.
" why hmmm. let's take a break later just look at the barra mas room."
" the room is neat, "
" yes, umi always clean it even though I'm not here so if the mas go home the room can be used immediately. Here will also be a silent witness of the love we both love dear, mas love you." the face of Alira blushing now embers very often say love for Alira.
" thank you, man". Barra pulls Alira into her arms they rest first.
Barra and Alira were still chatting because they did not sleep in the afternoon, laughing as barra was unceasingly making jokes. Not as miserable as alira imagined married to an ustadz, Barra could position himself as a husband. Although his wife is very young but barra can how to behave to make Alira now become comfortable.
" mas Barra what if later alira became pregnant while in college". Barra turned towards alira on her trace of alira's face.
" how even see that mas, alira seriously ". barra chuckles.
" that's why if you're pregnant, mas even very happy darling that's what couples expect ".
" but alira is still in college mas".
" it's okay college there's no prohibition of her students getting pregnant, it's who made you pregnant.
" ih mas Barra.." alira was ashamed and drowned her body in a blanket. Barra laughed at Alira's embarrassed behavior, Alira's mind had begun to mature. Barra then pulls Alira into his arms, the love even growing springy every day without pause.
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