Teach Me Ustadz
The Part 75
Every day more crowded Barra schedule even though he had tried to reduce but still he could not refuse if the place is close to home. barra now has an assistant, Fauzan, who is a student of his ashes and also serves as Barra's driver.
" Ustadz today there is a schedule in Banyuwangi village after Isya" said Fauzan who is also in charge of reminding Barra.
" well you don't take much yes schedule night I have to accompany my wife pity she is pregnant big". said Barra did not want to spend the day with the wife.
" yes, I'll set the schedule".
" if the place is far away please you refuse first yes until I apologize to them, I can not leave Alira alone at home".
" there will be a Ratih Ustadz who accompanies.
" yes it must be different Fauzan my husband is being trained only to accompany, later if you have a wife must feel this way especially this is my first experience ". Barra is writing material that he will deliver later.
" yes yes, ustadz." Fauzan scratched his non-itchy head.
Barra had already called alira if after ashar it went directly to the study destination. Now the dream cottage of the grandfather gradually so that it can be operated on, but not many can recruit students because of the limitations of caregivers and teachers. Ustadz Ilyas and ustadz Zaki alone standby there.
" want to eat now what will be lir." asked Ratih like the order of barra he had to prepare all the needs of alira.
" i can train myself not to overdo it".
" this is Barra's ustadz command you must be served as best you can".
" You can accompany me enough Ratih do not think too much about the words of mas barra" said alira not just as good as his friends he treated like the king's daughter.
" it is my duty, alira, not excessive but indeed barra ustadz be careful of his wife who is this carousel.
" does I still look bad, I've been trying to be gentle". Ratih chuckles.
" soft if the same barra ustadz with me you keep baffled, still alira the absurd ".
" jeez Ratih you still remember that".
" yeah already eat yuk I already laper nih, also later if ustadz until home you have not eaten can be chilled I fired lir." Rayu Ratih.
" no one's gonna fire you I'm the first one standing in your row." Ratih chuckles still Alira prioritizes friendship.
" thank you, my best friend." Alira and Ratih hugged each other.
" ow..." Ratih pitting baby alira kicking.
" the son of Saliha is well in the stomach in a moment you will see the world". Ratih rubbed alira's stomach.
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The atmosphere of the study is quite crowded, many mothers also bring their children. They ran here and there, there was a concern barra that is one boy who just sat listening to barra talk. he did not run around with the others just sitting next to the middle-aged mother.
Mothers all listened to the contents of Barra's lecture carefully, his tone was not patronizing but fun to hear. Barra is increasingly famous for the elegant lecture style for the boutique alira is also increasingly crowded even though Barra never promoted the moment of the lecture but whose names like gossip from the mouth to mouth of the boutique and more famous too.
Alira galery was her boutique name and barra herself gave it a name. All income will go into the account alira, barra not take a little. Barra told alira if alira free to use for whatever money is. college has barra bayari, household needs and monthly snacks alira also barra fill so pure money from intact boutiques.
The little boy Barra said ran up to the barra and asked for an autograph. Barra was surprised why the boy really wanted his signature.
" what's this signature for, son." Barra rubbed the little boy's head.
" as proof that Ammar comes here later I'll tell you". Bilal smiles.
" where is your father".
" dad's in the hospital and mom's keeping sister at home,".
" who's sick son".
" who are you here."
" same Oma tuh," Ammar pointed in that direction.
" yes already Solih's son's signature has returned to Oma later in search of." Ammar nodded and ran towards Omanya.
Tired of attacking Barra from the morning it seems that he has not returned, after at the madrasah he went directly to the boarding school to take care of the new students who register. because the pesantren was crowned belonging to the Barra family.
" stop by and buy Fauzan satay for my wife.
" ready ustadz." Fauzan pulled the car over on Barra's orders.
Fauzan who ordered satay while barra was in the car. Barra was shocked when she saw the little boy there waiting for satay too. Barra rubbed his eyes really similar to what might have been a child was very fast here when Barra died that place Ammar was still with Omanya.
" what's not wrong seeing me, but why it looks so similar". said Barra increasingly dizzy. shortly satay who was ordered by the child was finished and then he left. barra massaged his temple he remembered Ammar's face in the study.
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Alira had not slept yet she welcomed her husband back home Salim in the kiss of his forehead alira as usual do not forget also barra rubbed his wife's stomach.
" i'm going home" said Ratih knowing that Barra was back.
" self brave."
" dare to be just next door".
" let Fauzan take you". Train clumsy he does not want to walk with other men afraid of baper.
" just ustadz is just Deket".
" it's okay let me drop off". Fauzan said excitedly.
" it's for you guys a pack each". both nodded.
" alira has been asked to reduce the amount of cooking food by bringing it daily ".
" eating does not need to use enough rice just in the meal, accompany mas.mas will not be good to eat if only alone" said Barra.
" get tired mas." barra nodded.
" want to take a shower not to let Alira ready the water ".
" later you will rest yourself." alira pouted certainly not allowed again by Barra.
" don't frown dear, mas not won't you serve but mas want you to rest just. serve her later in bed if it's mas can't be alone ". alira then laugh.
" yes, it's a sweet-smelling shower."
" patiently why can't stand it."
" ih mas." alira blushed.
" do not bear the smell of sweat means his mind has been everywhere ". alira again laughs barra and then goes into the bathroom.
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does anyone remember Ammar's readers here.
